please retore my life
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Last published Sat, Feb 8, 2020
Semua berubah.
Semua tak seperti dulu. Hidup suku itu seketika berubah saat segerombolan manusia modern membawa budaya baru kepada mereka. Menunjukan kepada masyarakat pedalaman itu, jika dunia modern amat mempesona dengan alat canggih rancangan para manusia modern.
Biyara baru menyadari, dia memang telah mengambil langkah yang salah dengan mengizinkan para manusia modern yang tersesat saat itu untuk berkunjung kedaerahnya.
Kedatangan manusia modern itu membuat para masyarakat sukunya menjadi terikut dengan kemampuan para manusia modern yang memang tak pernah mereka lihat sebelumnya. Hingga satu persatu masyarakat memutuskan untuk hidup di dunia para manusia modern.
"Hiks...I beg of you...hiks...restore my peaceful life. Hiks...please! Hisk." Hanya itu yang setiap hari Biyara ucapkan dengan suara pilunya disertai isakan tangisnya membuat siapapun mendengarnya menjadi ikut pilu
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What's life, nothing but a void canvas which we have to fill with numerous hues. And once in a while we come across people who will taint the void canvas with hues of love and happiness. //Kon kehta hai ishq ek baar hoti hai Ishq hai jab tak tabah na kare poori tarah tab tak hoti hai.// (Who says love can happen only once. It's Love after all, until it has taken all of you It will happen till then) .Zain Amir. The one who lost parents at a very young age. He was just twenty years old when he joined business, managing studies and taking care of his Seher Aapi, who means the world to him. The pain of losing his love even before it started made him decide never to fall for anyone. But destiny have their own plans. Shifting to a new place away from everyone just to start a new life again. // Usse umeed thi Jeene ki phirse// (He hopes to live again) .Amaya Kareem. A girl who wants to live every single moment of life. Broken but beautiful is what she is. She is broken but her have the courage to stand again, live again and maybe fall in love again. For her the sky is the limit. //Kal pe sawal hai jeena filhal hai// (Live in the present, tomorrow is still a question) (You are suggested to read INTEZAAR book one first for better understanding & A GLITCH IN THE CANVAS for more) Editor: @hudafatima_12
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