Kalau ada seribu gadis di dunia, cuman kamu yang aku cinta.
Kalau ada beribu cinta di dunia, cuman cintamu yang aku terima.
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Ahra seorang atlet silat Indonesia, yang jatuh cinta kepada sosok Araka.
Araka pria tinggi, tampan dengan rasa penuh kasih sayang.
Apapun permintaan Ahra akan selalu Araka kabulkan, meskipun akan ada resiko nantinya.
Di antara keduanya tidak pernah ada yang tertutupi, mereka saling mencintai dan menjaga satu sama lain.
Ahra memang pencemburu, namun Araka selalu mengerti dan mengalah.
Lantas bagaiamana dengan Ahra yang harus pergi jauh karena pertandingan Nasional?
Akankah hubungan mereka akan baik baik saja?
Ahra harus fokus, dan apakah Araka akan mengerti dan setia menunggu?
A marriage neither wanted.
A hatred neither understands.
Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them.
He never wanted a wife.
Especially not her.
Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention-
to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive.
Asmaira enters with something far heavier-
guilt.
Not to protect him.
Not to save him.
But because she knows the truth of what happened...
and she cannot bear to confess it.
They have never met.
But the moment they do, the air turns sharp-
full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing.
He despises her for a sin she never committed.
She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed.
And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon...
and closeness is a threat.
In this house, love is impossible.
Trust is deadly.
But hatred?
Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.