Chapitre 72: Dear Adam: Drizzle invites longing

Mawar are blooming, but there will never be a second chance. After all, it's all out of date. The woman sat frozen while playing a piece of music on the piano. She followed his mood. At a cafe in Kemang area.

Like a restlessness in her heart staring at a world that will no longer be the same. A time flies very fast. She started to enjoy playing the piano while singing a purple love song in her heart. The world begins to feel empty until a regret for the past. Her sins began to remember, when her mother died, because of her.

"This is my fault," said Mawar in her heart. She should be born of a beauty and no one should touch her. But love made her sink into the valley of sin. She had to be trapped in a relationship until a baby boy was born in her womb. She was even dumped by the family considered a sinner and a bad luck. The tears fell so fast. Like being pierced by a thorn.