BEAUTY IN A TRAGEDY
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Last published Thu, Nov 13, 2025
Synopsis:
Akhtar has always kept to himself, unnoticed and silent in the busy world of the Pahang University. But when he unexpectedly joins a club activity, his quiet presence starts gaining attention from the lecturers.
One morning, outside the library, he bumps into a girl wearing a silk shawl, her teary eyes stopping him in his tracks.
"Did something happen to her? No... I shouldn't get involved."
-Suffian Akhtar
But fate seems to keep pushing them together. No matter where he goes, he keeps crossing paths with her. Her name is Dahlia Aazeen.
"Just leave me alone. I'd rather be by myself than walk with a stranger like you."
- Dahlia Aazeen
What begins as a series of misunderstandings slowly unfolds into a fragile bond. Day by day, they begin to understand each other, and slowly, care blossoms in silence.
But what if they were honest and completely honest about their feelings, their fears, and their pasts?
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