Ilalang Kering

“Prasetyo…!!” suara Nayla seolah tercekat ditenggorokan. Sungguh pertemuan yang tidak pernah terpikirkan olehnya. Lelaki di depannya itu tidak banyak berubah sehingga mudah bagi Nayla untuk mengenalinya kembali.

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It’s been a year since I’ve written this fiction.

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