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" Sayang , bangun . Dah subuh ni." kata seorang lelaki yang lengkap berpakaian kain pelekat dan kopiah serta baju melayunya itu. "Ermm , nantilah . Saya tak larat lah nak bangun ." rengek perempuan itu. Lelaki itu faham bahawa isterinya yang sah itu terlalu penat kerana sibuk melayan tetamu semalam selepas keluarganya melakukan 'open house' dirumah mereka. Dengan menggunakan akal yang dikurniakan oleh Allah , dia mendapat idea untuk mengejut isterinya . "Sayang , abang kira sampai 3 , kalau sayang tak bangun , abang peluk sayang. Satu , dua ." belum sempat lelaki itu berkata , perempuan itu terus bangun dan lari ke bilik air bagai lipas kudung . Sempat isterinya menghadiahkan jelingan maut kepadanya sebelum masuk ke bilik airnya itu .
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LET ME HATE YOU
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Paving Grey
[COMPLETED] Four Pillars of GMM: Krist-Singto, Off-Gun, Tay-New, Bright-Win on their 2-weeks LOL workshop. Little did they know the supposedly tiring-but-fun getaway would turn into one hell of catastrophe. (Chiang Mai, early 2021) "You might think it's lonely up here, but the truth is it's so loud I can't hear my own voice. So crowded that I got lost." "You define your own truth. In your own way. In your own time." "I worked so hard to be where I am now, but I never thought that losing myself is the price I have to pay." "But feelings are never black and white. They're grey. They're all kinds of grey." This is a sometimes fluff, sometimes angst AU of GMMTV's BL all stars. Kinda like I'm Tee, Me Too with the full member of Four Pillars. Be warned: I use some swearings. Light angst. The mention of childhood traumas as well as several mental illnesses. And if you expect a happily ever after (i.e., ending up as couple) then this fanfiction might not be the one for you. P.S.: I am a Babii though, so excuse me if I play favorite 🥲🔫 Disclaimer: I do not own any of the pictures. Credit to the owner.Concluída
Rising Above the Ruins (Dream Weaver Chronicles #1)
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Alkhamdulillaah hirobbil'aalamiin, I pray only to Allah S.W.T who has given me everything until now. Allah also gave me the opportunity to finish this short story "Goes to Bali in Corona 2020" in a pandemic condition like this. Prayers and greetings I will specialize in my role model Rosululloh Muhammad S.A.W. who had provided a second to none role model that I hope I can follow to the end of the world. Thanks to Mrs. Hj. Sri Hartatik, M.Pd. which has given me the opportunity to visit Bali Island again after so many years of never visiting it. My next thank is you all, my colleagues at SMKN Tempursari Lumajang who could support me to write this short story to become a book. The last, I have to tanks to all of my family members, who always love me and of course support me and always give many chances in order I could finish this short story of "Goes to Bali in Corona 2020". Finally to all the readers, I need your good criticism and suggestions so that I can be better in the next writing of my short story.Concluída
Aminat Rahman's arrival one night may turn to be her last night alone as comes home to find not one but three unfamilar faces in her living room. She is faced with a question that could potentially rotate her usual routine. Could this be the change she desires? Or is it just another obstacle waiting to destroy her happiness? *NOTE* I JUST WANT TO STRESS THAT THE BOOKS I WRITE ARE NOT THE REPRESENTATION OF ISLAM. I WRITE BASED ON WHAT I SEE HAPPEN AROUND ME BUT IT IS NOT A VISUAL INTO ISLAM. IT'S JUST REALITY, IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT RELIGION A PERSON IS. IT HAPPENS AND IT DOESN'T NECESSARILY MEAN THAT IT IS OKAY SO PLEASE DON'T ACT BASED ON WHATEVER YOU READ IN A BOOK. ACT ACCORDING TO WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN AND WHAT IS RIGHT ACCORDING TO YOUR RELIGION. Edited by @SakinaNasir5253 Cover by @miss_pearlz
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