My LoVe FroM JapaN
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Dheeya Amirah,seorang gadis realistik,tak pernah jatuh cinta,..Dia rasa cinta ni menyakitkan bila tengo kawan baik dia frust menonggeng kena putus..Satu hari,Dheeya dapat tawaran kerja di luar negara!! Dia memang impikan sangat benda ni jadi,apatah lagi,negara yang akan dia pergi ialah negara matahari terbit,Jepun .Apalagi,seronok sakanlah dia..Di sana,dia terjumpa dgn sorang jejaka namanya Amirul Asyraf..Amboi,muka macam watak shoujo kat manga Jepun..Apa tidak..Kacukan Malay-Japan gitue...Tapi adakah nak suka kalau hensem tApi x beradab langsung!!Dheeya memang berasap dengan mamat ni..x pernah nak hormat dia..Mentang2 dia tu tinggi macam hantu galah,dia buli pulak Dheeya yang macam pokok tebu ni,dahlah kurus,kecil pulak tu....sabar Dheeya..Ini yang buatkan diorang tak pernah senyap bila jumpa..Ada je yang nak dgaduhkan..Tapi..dalam gaduh2 tu..Ada pulak taman bertandang..kat siapa ya??💑
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