Damar, Danu Umar Chaniago, the word Chaniago clearly showed that the man familiarly called Damar came from Padang.

Damar's mother was originally from Padang, while his father was Sundanese. Of course, his sweet face was dominated by his mother's genes.

The eccentric young man had a sharp nose and attractive eyes. He lived in the care of a single parent that made him more mature, and that was what made him have a simple outlook on life and to the point language style.

For someone like Damar, deciding to join the Magic Letter team was something extraordinary.

The space in his mind believed that the way of life was the absolute right of each individual, making it difficult for him to commit to or join groups, including the Magic Letter team.

His decision to join was easy to guess. It was because he had personal interests. An interest that made him paralyzed from all indifferent expressions.

He happily gave himself up to be tied up, adoring, believing and no status, without even having time to express his feelings.

The line of his love stopped when his idol girl pounced on his heart with a sharp knife through words.

"I'm getting married."

"Arranged marriage by the family."

"Actually, the project we will be working on is my own wedding invitation."

'WHAT??' His heart screamed, scattering the ruins of the imagination of the love he built.

'I'm surely having a nightmare.'

Damar realised that his love story, which he wrapped with friendship, would one day transform like an atomic bomb.

It exploded unbearably when it was at rock bottom. But execution like this was far from predictable.

The worst thing in his imagination was that Aruna rejected his love confession that had been prepared for 17,520 hours, 63 million seconds. That was all.

In his wildest imagination, Damar believed that the girl he adored in his late teens wouldn't be able to get out of the zone he had built.

Wasn't that every man who showed interest in the queen in his heart has fallen because of his skill in eliminating opponents?

His memories were still strong when a boy named Dio, he was destroyed and chose to leave.

"Why bother sending us food?"

"Do you think we are beggars?" The words Dio received when he often sent food to the Magic Letter outlet.

"If in the end Aruna noticed you, maybe out of pity."

And other sharp words that dispelled hope. Hundreds of strategies he devised to blockade his competitors.

'Karma? Is this bad?!'

Damar was unsure when someone from a somewhere else dimension came like an alien stealing his lover, just taking her hostage.

The blue-eyed man seemed to have superhuman strength, appearing without warning, and breaking through the defensive wall he had painstakingly built up. He lost severely without reply.

'I even broke my heart before confessing love. Am I just going to stand here??'

The girl who broke his heart was pensive there. There weren't 10 steps away from him. Her hair was waving like a swinging hand asking to be welcomed. Her physique slowly moved, controlled by her overwhelming feelings.

She was sad, an undefined sadness. Those empty eyes, and deadly freezing point, were all mixed.

When someone's heart was broken because their lover belongs to someone else, at least there was a sense of pride 'I can't have you, but I bring you happiness' or 'Let me get hurt as long as you are happy. That was a love story written thousands of times by writers.

But not so with his love story.

'This is too cruel.' That little whisper strengthened Damar to touch Aruna, holding her in a hug.

Aruna's scent spontaneously turned into a magnet, pulling his nose to take a more in-depth inhale of the hair that had been humming to him.

"Ouch..." Damar realised.

A light blow to the stomach gave a statement.

'Are you drunk Damar?!' The girl gave him a tired look.

"My feelings are messed up and you're still teasing me."

"Did I look joking?" Damar made up his mind, believing this second was the most critical part.

He was ready to transform into an atomic bomb. How chaotic the results were, he had already lost. So he would admit this crazy defeat.

"Damar... Your gaze scared me." Aruna backed away from Damar's grip, which was getting stronger.

"Tell me, how to make you happy." Damar asked

"Damar, what's wrong with you? I don't want to joke." Aruna realised that this man often threw poetic sentences, but with a different expression.

He was about to turn witty when Aruna gave a warning. But this time, the man's eyes turned red, and his body trembled.

Aruna stepped back and was cornered on a lawn chair.

"May I ask you a few seconds, Aruna?" Aruna frowned as if she didn't understand Damar's meaning.

"Please listen to my words, but after that I hope it does not add to the burden on your mind." Damar dared to look at Aruna.

Aruna held her hand. In that instant, she realised something. She realised that someone eventually has fallen in love with her. She was touched by that.

"I love you, since the first time you woke me up." Damar brought Aruna to memories two years ago.

When she dared to disturb the sleep of his famous cold senior. The man sleeping in class often ignored the warnings of his friends and lecturers to just wake up and listen to lecture material.

And Aruna gathered the courage to whisper something.

"Damar, I have an interesting offer for you. Get up, you will not regret it." Then Damar woke up. He found the girl smiled sweetly at him.

Aruna sat up, remembering it. She didn't expect that the offer to join the Magic Letter team, which Damar accepted, easily turned out to be tucked into the meaning behind everything.

Aruna's tears fell. She couldn't be held back anymore. It wasn't just Damar's love confession that made her confused. But the burden on her heart that she swallowed herself, suddenly overflowed unable to be contained.

Her dreams, her way of life and even her feelings weren't hers at this time. She already pawned all that for her family, for the happiness of her sister Aila, for Anantha's smile, for Lesmana's health and the mother's peace of mind.

Aruna's determination was unanimous. There was no compromise. When Aruna made a decision, it meant that Aruna would do her best, just like when she decided to start the Magic Letter.

To come to terms with the situation, the first step was to find the best way. That premise has become the foundation of Aruna's life.

She was always trying to be a good girl, because that was the best way. And this time, she was challenged to defend that principle.