Telat Patah Hati : I am 25 !
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"Kamu perlu cari batasmu. kamu harus keluar dari zona nyamanmu !", Zila mengatakannya pada Gita. "Gimana caranya aku tau batasku?" balas Gita. Zila tersenyum berkata "itu semua hanya dirimu sendiri yang mampu menggapainya dan sejauh apa itu."
Patah hati yang dialami oleh Gita bukanlah patah hati remeh-temeh yang dialami oleh para remaja. mungkin akan banyak yang protes memang ada yang namanya patah hati biasa-biasa aja? Semua yang patah pasti akan sakit, memang. namun untuk kali ini, Gita sungguh mengalami patah yang benar-benar luar biasa meski mungkin Zila tidak jauh berbeda pernah merasakannya.
Segala macam kisah kuliah, pekerjaan dan percintaan yang dialami banyak karakter di dalamnya. masih banyak sahabat-sahabat Gita yang belum kalian temukan dengan berbagai pesona dan ceritanya.
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