UMI BANGGA PADA ABANG DAN ADEK

UMI BANGGA PADA ABANG DAN ADEK

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Saat mata tak mau terpejam, tepatnya malam ini, tanggal 22 Desember 2018. Moment hari ibu, entah kenapa tangan ku menulis kata-kata yang sungguh baper. Bayangkan aku selalu bersama kalian, walaupun kesibukanku padat, buah hatiku Muhammad Daffa Abbror Robbani dan Rifdah Yumna Taqiyyah. Namun setiap hari rasa rinduku dan bangga ku pada kalian selalu menggebu. Sampai lupa aku mengenalkan diri. Sahabat sekalian nama ku Sitti Aisyah. Aku guru SMP di sekolah negeri Kabupaten Karawang. Tak perlulah aku ceritakan dimana sekolah tempatku mengajar, lain kali saja pada moment berikutnya aku cerita, karena saat ini focus pikiran ku pada buah hatiku, Daffa dan Rifdah, atau sering ku panggil mereka dengan abang dan adek.
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Arrey suno, suno! Let me introduce myself properly-naam hai Rooh Manra. Free-spirited artist by profession, total nautanki by nature, and a dancer at heart. I live in the heart of London with my maha strict but secretly softie older brother, Dil Manra. Life's been good, masti and all, except for one chhoti si dikkat-six years ago, I lost my memories. Poof! Gone. Mera pura past, wiped out like a blackboard before a new lesson. Now, I should have been all dard bhari kahani about it, but life moves on, na? So, I made peace with it. Or so I thought. Because then, India happened. The minute I set foot here something ajeeb started happening. Places looked jaane pehchaane, strangers felt like long-lost rishtedaar, and I started getting woh filmy déjà vu waali feeling-like my past was hiding in plain sight, just waiting to say, "Surprise, Rooh!" I mean, imagine eating at a random street stall and suddenly feeling like you've been there before? Or looking at a complete ajnabi and feeling your heart say, "Arey, tu mujhe jaanta hai na?" Bas, aise hi chal raha hai mera scene. And as if that drama wasn't enough, my bhai jaan-aka Dil the CEO Manra-thinks main mast life enjoy kar rahi hoon in London, but the truth? Main ek secret mission pe hoon in India. And agar Dil ko pata chal gaya, toh bas, Ramayan Mahabharat dono ek saath shuru ho jayenge! But wait, Dil bhi ek bada raaz chhupa raha hai mujhse. Matlab, double suspense, double dhamaka! So, the million-dollar question is: Will I finally unlock the past that's been taunting me? Or will I get tangled in this web of lost memories and hidden secrets? And most importantly-when all this comes crashing down, will my bhai-behen ki jodi survive, or will our bond break forever? Bas, ab toh dhol baj chuka hai. Dekhna hai yeh kahani mujhe kahaan le jaati hai! Ready for the ride? Toh chalo, shuru karein!

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