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Craise Rae Hunder, dia hanya seorang Craise. Satu-satunya yang spesial dalam hidupnya adalah sang kakak. Ajaib sekali karena mereka mampu tumbuh berdua, tanpa perhatian ayah apalagi ibu. Tapi mereka tidak mengerti, mengapa semua itu harus terjadi. Kemana ibu mereka? Kenapa ayah mereka sangat betah di kantor? Mereka tidak mengerti.
Kini jatuh cinta tengah memporak-porandakan hidup Craise. Bagaimana tidak, dia jatuh cinta pada seorang wakil kapten basket yang sangat tampan. Sangat keren. Sangat manis. Dan sangat dekat dengan sang kakak. Lalu mengapa pria itu juga sangat sulit diambil hatinya? Segala cara akan dilalukan Craise, dan itu semua hanya membawanya pada suatu kenyataan yang mengejutkan.
Kenyataan bahwa semuanya terjadi untuk suatu alasan.
Dan saling terkait.
Membuat Craise terjelembab dalam kerumitan yang baru dia sadari.
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