About a Muslim girl and how her life changes. It's about how important family it. How the past is meant to be moved past. This is more than just about a girl and a boy. Ascia has different milestones to reach compared to her twin sister, Asmara. She wants to be able to stand on her own feet before getting married, see the wold through her eyes before she sees it through her husbands eyes. Ascia wants to get closer to her faith, without losing what makes her feel alive. Ascia is young, and a fast thinker, and creates poetry with her hands on a canvas. Ascia is the youth that's slowly growing mature. Ayan is different. He is a bitterly honest architecture student whose face -very attractive face- is usually expressionless. He's built walls, shows others he lacks emotions, makes himself impossible to get hurt. But Ayan is close to his faith, stronger in his spirituality than most give him credit for. Ayan takes gravity and tests his poetic designs with it. Ayan is young, and sarcastic, and yet so charming he'll leave with his words still on replay in your thoughts. When the twins' grandmother comes for Asmara's wedding, she seams to have other plans too. Cupid? More like grandmother. *UNEDITED* Give this story a chance! A few chapters in and it gets better, I promise :)