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Stories by Fadya Zulham
Different Her
She smiled, rocking her baby, phone pressed to her ear.
The woman smiled back-until she saw the contact name...
The Rope Still Hangs
The rope still hung in the kitchen.
She lived with the man who gave her mother every reason to use it.
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My Sad Wolrd
Cerita ini kutulis beberapa tahun lalu. Masih belum selesai, tapi belum ditinggalkan. Akan aku lanjutkan saat...