NADI, SAMBUT CINTAKU
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Last published Thu, Oct 20, 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.
Siapakah sebenarnya lelaki itu?
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