My friend, twenty-five-year-old Ledi, has always been ahead of his destiny. I would never have thought that one day she would meet her fate. Just because of an ancient city, a piece of batik, and a glass of strong wine, everything changed in an instant, and the music flute suddenly left his hometown. I think the reason can only be found by going back to the ancient city. . .
It turns out that all of this is just a butterfly.