Muza sits on a park bench at the Kyai Abdullah Islamic boarding school. He was pensive thinking about a woman he had liked for a long time. But he was forced to stay away from the woman. Because he already knows the answer that the woman has another man. He did not want to feel the conscience of a one-sided love story.
"How are you, Kai?" Muza began to raise his head to face the sky. He felt that a feeling existed when they met each other and vibrated in a space of the heart. That feeling is coming and growing in the depths of his heart.
A longing comes when the feeling grows slowly deepens. At first it was just like a seed planted in a soil until it germinated because it was illuminated and cared for.
Living in an Islamic boarding school was an option for Muza at that time because it was clear in his eyes that his shadow would never exist. But the more that love is removed, the more that feeling grows and blooms. The smell of love was killing him slowly.
