Aku Men..??
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"jangan buka pintu!!"
"huh?" Ketukan pintu makin kuat. Patut ke aku buka?
"kau buka kau bodoh! Hahahahahaha!!" suara tu semakin galak ketawa. Aku mati akal. Mana datang suara ni!?
Aku Dan. Aku pelajar biasa di sebuah IPTA di utara. Diluar kau nampak aku normal tetapi sebaliknya aku men..??
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