ujung Bandung | sudut Jogja
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Ongoing, First published Nov 09, 2024
"Katanya ada oleh oleh special dari jogja, maksudnya kamu?"
- Bhargava Relangsanoe.
"Bagi mu bandung tapi bagi ku jogja, lang."
- Zevanya Atgrahayu.
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Banyak yang bilang bahwa ada dua kota yang selalu bikin kangen, yaitu Jogja dan Bandung.
Aku setuju dengan orang orang yang mengatakan hal itu, karna nyatanya Jogja menyimpan banyak kenangan tentang ku sedang kan Bandung menyimpan kenangan ku dengannya.
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Perkenalkan, aku Zevanya Atgrahayu. Perempuan berdarah jawa-belanda ini baru saja memasuki masa SMA. Awalnya aku berfikir masa SMA ku akan berlanjut di Jogja lagi seperti sebelumnya. Namun ternyata ada beberapa hal yang membuat Ibu, Mbak Lia, dan Mbak Ryna memutuskan untuk menitipkan ku kepada keluarga di Bandung selama aku ber SMA. 
Kedatangan ku di Bandung adalah hal yang tak akan pernah ku sesali seumur hidup. Bandung, dengan lelaki berlesung pipi itu, membawa kan ku kenangan yang indah (?) . . .
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Note : 
❗️Cerita ini bukan cuma nyeritain Zevanya dan Elang tapi menceritakan latar kehidupan Zevanya dan Elang yang bisa di bilang tidak terduga❗️

Happy Reading ~~

START: 9 November 2024
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