DOOR NO.7

DOOR NO.7

PROLOGUES

This time let me capture a story that may never be forgotten.

A life-long story is only felt at the age of 25.

The beginning of the story begins when a new message comes in from a field man who works in Kalimantan.

Fito.

Digital traces, residual memories and whatever is still stored neatly in memory, heart and worldly. Cieee

Previously, Fito and I had a virtual relationship between Kalimantan - Jakarta.

We had to part because of the harsh reality of an unresolved relationship.

After the break up, the day I lived as usual even without him.

Seven months after we broke up, Fito finally met me from Kalimantan-Jakarta in a state I did not love him.

Fito decided to stay in Jakarta and stay with me. We live together like husband and wife.

I had full hopes for her until I asked that this relationship continue to the marriage stage.

The day I feared has come..

Fito returned to his village in the field. He promised to come back to Jakarta to see me. But he disappeared without news. I kept looking for news about him but nothing.

I remember that matchmaking. Fito told me before that he would be betrothed.

Will Fito accept the match?

Or is destiny not on my side?

I'm here waiting for him with hope.