"Assalamualaikum, I'm home..."
Zulfa's soft voice could only be heard around the living room, remembering the curve of Farel's very large house, she began to go deeper with languid steps.
There was no life more real to her than the pain she was in. Yes, destiny and life work together to strengthen the human heart according to its limits. But wait, where is Zulfa's limit? So far, the same thing happened again.
"Waalaikumsalam, Mrs. Zulfa!"
Suddenly Zulfa who was walking in a daze came out of her daydream zone and turned her gaze to the source of the sound. And it turns out, who else if not Ijah who answered the greeting?
