Lara Natasya
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Lara Natasya. Depression? Seorang gadis yang berpewatakan agak lurus lahir dari sebuah keluarga yang berpecah belah. Dugaan demi dugaan harus ditempuhi oleh sang gadis sejak kecil. Dicemuh, dimaki orang orang sekeliling. Kehadiran si "Dia" yang dianggap penyelamat bakal menjeratkannya ke lembah neraka. Apakah nasib yang bakal menanti sang gadis yang hanya mempunyai sebuah ketulusan ?
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