A D F E C T U S

A D F E C T U S

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Ogelia Spyv. Gadis berkulit putih pucat, berbadan mungil dan sebenarnya terlalu kurus untuk manusia seusianya. Rambutnya hanya sepanjang pundaknya, senyumnya manis tetapi dia terlalu pelit untuk membaginya, matanya yang berbeda warna satu dengan yang lain justru membuat sepasang organnya itu semakin indah, dan sayangnya dia bahkan tidak dapat melihat apapun dengan kedua matanya itu. Warna hitam itu warna kesukaanku. Bilapun aku diajak pergi ke taman bunga di tengah kota tempat tinggalku, atau festival kembang api yang selalu Cassie kunjungi tiap tahun, semuanya terlihat sama persis. Hitam. Kata orang mata kananku berwarna hitam kecoklatan sementara mata kiriku berwarna biru atau mereka sering menyebutnya hetero…chromia atau entalah apa namanya. Tapi tetap saja yang aku lihat semuanya gelap. Tapi ada suatu hal lain yang dapat aku lihat jelas, aku dapat merasakannya lebih peka dari mereka, aku dapat menciptakannya, menghilangkannya, bahkan mengontrolnya. Sesuatu yang bahkan lebih hebat dari teori big bang. Emotion.
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Arrey suno, suno! Let me introduce myself properly-naam hai Rooh Manra. Free-spirited artist by profession, total nautanki by nature, and a dancer at heart. I live in the heart of London with my maha strict but secretly softie older brother, Dil Manra. Life's been good, masti and all, except for one chhoti si dikkat-six years ago, I lost my memories. Poof! Gone. Mera pura past, wiped out like a blackboard before a new lesson. Now, I should have been all dard bhari kahani about it, but life moves on, na? So, I made peace with it. Or so I thought. Because then, India happened. The minute I set foot here something ajeeb started happening. Places looked jaane pehchaane, strangers felt like long-lost rishtedaar, and I started getting woh filmy déjà vu waali feeling-like my past was hiding in plain sight, just waiting to say, "Surprise, Rooh!" I mean, imagine eating at a random street stall and suddenly feeling like you've been there before? Or looking at a complete ajnabi and feeling your heart say, "Arey, tu mujhe jaanta hai na?" Bas, aise hi chal raha hai mera scene. And as if that drama wasn't enough, my bhai jaan-aka Dil the CEO Manra-thinks main mast life enjoy kar rahi hoon in London, but the truth? Main ek secret mission pe hoon in India. And agar Dil ko pata chal gaya, toh bas, Ramayan Mahabharat dono ek saath shuru ho jayenge! But wait, Dil bhi ek bada raaz chhupa raha hai mujhse. Matlab, double suspense, double dhamaka! So, the million-dollar question is: Will I finally unlock the past that's been taunting me? Or will I get tangled in this web of lost memories and hidden secrets? And most importantly-when all this comes crashing down, will my bhai-behen ki jodi survive, or will our bond break forever? Bas, ab toh dhol baj chuka hai. Dekhna hai yeh kahani mujhe kahaan le jaati hai! Ready for the ride? Toh chalo, shuru karein!

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