“ Miu… ” she whispered, a hint of sorrow in her tone. “You should have stayed away. This is bigger than you, bigger than any one of us.”
Within seconds, the world dissolved.
“Bintang kecil, bersinar terang, Bawalah cahaya ke hati yang kelam, Tunjukkan kecantuan sejati, Dari dalam jiwa, terukir abadi.” “ Miu… ” she whispered, a hint of sorrow in her tone
When the connection snapped back to reality, Miu’s heart hammered in her chest. The crystal still hummed faintly against her skin, and she realized she had not intended to stay that long. Yet the pull was undeniable—a whisper that promised endless stories, endless feelings, a way to escape the monotony of spreadsheets and deadlines. “Bintang kecil, bersinar terang, Bawalah cahaya ke hati
“ Stop this! ” Miu shouted, stepping into the glow. “ Stop this
She didn’t answer. Instead, she slipped the crystal into a drawer, feeling the weight of it like a stone in her palm. That night, she sat on the balcony of her tiny apartment, the city sprawled below, and stared at the crystal, half‑hidden among a jumble of old books and coffee mugs.