NADI, SAMBUT CINTAKU
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  • Parts 3
  • Time 12m
Ongoing, First published Mar 21, 2022
Hamra Fadwah, seorang gadis yang berusaha 
untuk membantu keluarganya dalam kehidupan, sambil mencari
dan meniti makna kehidupan sendiri.
Se akan dirinya terasa hilang, ditelan arus
 kesibukan dalam membela nasib keluarga dan dalam terdesaknya
 diri untuk sama maju dalam seperti gadis-gadis lain yang seusia dengannya, 
dia dianggapnya telah buta dalam melihat keindahan dunia. Dunia hanya tempat 
melelahkan, tiada ruang untuknya bernafas senang.
Sehingga dia dipertemukan dengan seseorang yang mampu mengubah
 fikirannya,  tanpa dia sedar yang sifatnya juga berubah, dan juga 
semangatnya kembali menghidupkannya.
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