Within one month, he worked day and night — siang malam — to save up. Even when he didn’t have much, he made it happen. He bought the flight ticket.
That moment… I felt nervous, shy, and honestly, insecure. I thought to myself, “He’s so good-looking... and me? I'm just me. What if he regrets it?”
But he was firm. He said, "If we don’t meet, then it’s better we end this."
That hit me. I couldn't bear to lose him.
I remembered my past — a five-year relationship with someone who never fought to stay. And now here’s this man, crossing countries just to prove his love.
So I chose to believe in Hamza.
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