*Mi Amore ‐ Q stands for Queen*

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There was once a Queen. Well, Q is not only stands for Queen...but it stands for Qaseh too.

Qaseh is a 13 years old happy-go-lucky girl, went to secondary school in a state  named Negeri Sembilan, Malaysia. She's having a happy time. But as people said, a teenager will feel high-school romance. Qaseh is having it. She fall in love with her classmate, named Akmal.

Long story short, she spend many days talking with her friends about Akmal. She doesn't want that feeling and throw it away, but that feeling always come back.

"He has someone else, but I want him. May Allah match us," Qaseh once said.

"We're already 18, Qaseh. You still love him?," ask Saidatul.

"Yes, yes I am," Qaseh smile bitterly.

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"Hi Akmal! Morning," Qaseh greeted Akmal again. It's her hobby every morning.

"Morning, Queen," Akmal replied, lovely.

"Why Queen?," Qaseh laugh. So cute.

"Your name is Qaseh, which start from the letter 'Q'. And Q stands for Queen," Akmal replied.

"Then, Akmal Iskandar...you have double 'K' and 'K' stands for King. And the King will protect the Queen," Qaseh smile cheerfully. Her crush have a crush on her, how lucky she is.

"This is our story, dear Queen,"

"And this is my love, dear King,"

A year later, they got engaged. The get married few years after and the King works as a soldier. But this is not a fairytale with a happy lovely ending.

Sadly...the King has leave the world. He was shot while defending the country's sovereignty. He may leave the Queen with tears, but he also leave the Queen with a prince. A prince that he leave to protect the Queen and replacing him as the 'King'.

"My prince, now you are the King who is enthroned in mother's heart. May Allah bless you with a beautiful life. May Allah ease your life, my prince," said Qaseh while she kissed her beloved son.

"My King, may Allah forgive all your sins. May our love forever to heaven, my King. I miss you, I love you, but you has gone to meet your owner...then I'll let you wait for me there. Please wait for me, my King," again, Qaseh kissed her beloved prince. His eyes are the same as his father's, also his face. The prince's name is,

Izzahin Iskandar.

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