Cahaya itu

Cahaya itu

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Nov 7, 2015
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aku siap ibu, aku siap untuk menjadi indah didepan mu. terlihat cantik dan anggun agar kamu bangga memiliki anak yang secantik aku. aku melihat ibu ku mengoleskan warna hitam pada alisku, merah pada bibirku, dan merah jambu yang membuatku tampak lucu. aku senang melihat dia betapa seriusnya membuatku terlihat cantik. Dia meraih tangannya, mendekatkanku dengan bunga-bunga indah dan ia memasangkan sebagai penghias rambut. aku sangat senang melihat pantulan wajahku dicermin terlihat sangat cantik. kupeluk ibu ku, ku kecup pipinya. aku tertawa kecil melihat warna merah pada pipinya karena kecupanku. ia terlihat kaget dan cukup kesal kemudian tetap merapikanku dan tersenyun bahagia kepadaku. sebelum aku memulai penampilanku ia mengatakan aku harus semangat dan tetap melakukan dengan baik. ***
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A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.

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