My Sweet Home
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Last published Mon, Jul 10, 2017
Audreana Rania. Gadis yang akan berusia 15 tahun. Hal yang paling membahagiakan bagi anak seperti Rania, yaitu kala akan merayakan hari kelahirannya. Sayangnya, tak di minta Rania, justru bukan pesta yang ada, melainkan kekosongan pada keluarganya.
Rumah; tak lagi sebagai rumah. Sebab tiada Rania, Mama, dan Papa disana.
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Assalamu'alaikum...
Hi, Guys!
Ini adalah cerita pertama dari rieverso. Cerita ini sebagai perkenalan dari Rie Fu kepada teman-teman. Happy reading! Enjoy with the story :-)
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