Introduction
Can love really turn a person into someone so cruel?
When one heart longs to be bound, yet ends up leaving another in devastation, can love still be defined with the same meaning?
Meanwhile, the past of our parents teaches us that destiny does exist—that God’s will stands above everything else.
In the end, everyone is faced with a choice: to hold on or to let go.
Love takes them away, and love brings them back again.
Frel.
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Genre:
Romantic Comedy / a novel romance
Read it and see for yourself.
You will discover countless surprises within its pages.
Beyond a hilarious yet heart-wrenching love triangle, this novel also presents stories of friendship, family, emotional wounds, and long-buried secrets from the past that slowly come to light. All of it blends into a story that is exciting, adorable, frustrating, emotionally stirring, and—before you even realize it—completely turns your feelings upside down.
Chapter 1
Have you ever thought that couples in this world sometimes feel unfair to some people?
Handsome guys end up with beautiful girls. The strong with the sexy. The rich with the rich. Or a handsome but poor guy with a girl who isn’t physically attractive but wealthy. It can also be the other way around—a beautiful but poor girl with an unattractive yet rich guy.
Strange, isn’t it?
Up to this point, have you noticed something quite odd about the picture of couples I just described?
If not, try paying attention to a place that clearly shows this phenomenon.
Shopping malls. Yes, malls.
In malls, you can see hundreds of couples walking side by side, holding hands. Among all of them, try to notice—who looks the most confident?
Alright, since everyone sees things differently, let me answer that. My answer is: those who are rich and physically close to perfect.
I don’t say that without reason. I have personal experience to back it up.
During a long school holiday, I once worked several times at a shopping mall as a clothing store attendant. Of course, the shop belonged to my friend’s parents. Otherwise, there was no way a student like me could pass the selection process so easily.
There, I often saw couples who made me feel jealous, annoyed, and miserable all at once. The guy was incredibly handsome, and the girl was just as beautiful and sexy. They walked together, hand in hand, chatting and laughing freely with high confidence, not caring about the people around them.
Just from the way they talked and behaved, I could tell they intentionally wanted to be the center of attention.
Alright, I get it. You’re a perfect couple. No need to overdo it. No need to make others feel inferior. But if that was your goal, then I have to admit—you succeeded. Because at that moment, I truly felt jealous, even though I couldn’t do anything about it.
Now, let’s refocus.
I also once saw another couple who was just as eye-catching. Not because of harmony, but because of the striking contrast.
The guy was skinny, tall, dark-skinned, with curly hair and very noticeable teeth. Behind him, several bodyguards followed wherever he went. Meanwhile, the girl beside him was completely different. Her skin was fair, her hair long and straight, her body slim, and her face beautiful.
Extremely contrasting. Yet the girl clung closely to the guy, as if she didn’t want even the slightest distance between them. Maybe because there was something she expected from him.
“Babe, I want this one.”
“Babe, do I look pretty in this dress?”
“Can we add one more?”
With just a single wink, followed by a quick peck on his cheek, the guy immediately replied, “Of course, babe. Anything you want.”
From those examples, a simple question arises. If the beautiful end up with the handsome, or the beautiful with the rich even if he’s not physically attractive, then what about those who have neither? Who are they supposed to be with? And what about the poor—who should they date?
Should it be like this: the unattractive with the unattractive, and the poor only with fellow poor people? Would you accept a fate like that?
As for me, clearly not.
Because tomorrow is my first day attending student orientation at Bakti Airlangga Senior High School, I have to prepare myself starting now. I want to prove that it’s not only beautiful and rich girls who can have handsome and popular boyfriends.
Who else can change our fate if not ourselves? Including our fate in love.
I have to fight. I have to be brave. Let’s go!
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