El Filibusterismo And Noli Me Tangere

PROSES REVISI. JANGAN DIBACA DULU. Pernah merasa terluka tapi tetap memilih bertahan? Itulah Alsha, gadis yang sekuat cahaya, namun juga sering tenggelam dalam bayang-bayang. Alshameyzea Afsheena yang memiliki arti "cahaya yang memancarkan keanggunan" seolah menjadi takdirnya. Cahaya yang selalu hadir, meskipun kadang terselubung oleh awan-awan kelabu. Seperti matahari yang tetap bersinar meski kadang tak terlihat, begitu pula Alsha. Dia pernah berharap, pernah mencintai, pernah menggenggam mimpi yang kemudian berubah menjadi abu kenangan. Namun, seperti arti namanya, dia tetap bersinar. Keanggunannya bukan dari sempurna, tapi dari caranya bangkit meski jatuh berkali-kali. Dia pernah menyukai seseorang yang membuatnya merasakan hangatnya mentari, tapi juga pernah merasakan dinginnya bayangan. Semua luka dan kenangan itu, hanya menambah sinarnya, semakin kuat dan anggun. Karena Alsha tahu, tak ada yang lebih indah dari cahaya yang tetap bersinar meski di tengah badai. Masa lalu, baginya, mungkin menyakitkan, namun di sanalah ia belajar tentang keanggunan. Keanggunan dalam menerima, dalam merelakan, dan dalam terus bersinar, tanpa pernah kehilangan jati dirinya. Jangan lupa follow dulu sebelum baca. Semoga betah sampai di akhir kisah Alsha! Jazakumullah khayran Katsir yang sudah mau baca ceritaku. Salam hangat dari author.

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