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  • Reads 120
  • Votes 14
  • Parts 4
  • Time 13m
Ongoing, First published Jul 17, 2019
BUDAYAKAN SEBELUM MEMBACA TOLONG DI FOLLOW DAN JUGA DI VOTE UNTUK MENGHARGAI KARYA PENULIS, OKE GUYS!!!

dia bukanlah gadis yang faham agama tapi dia menjalani kisah hidupnya yang awalnya kelam menjadi bermakna dengan adanya dia teman hijrah nya, yang semula tidak tahu apa-apa hingga ia belajar dari titik terendah iman dan takwanya.
yang selalu mengejar cinta pertamanya menghiraukan sang pencipta yang telah mempertemukan mereka.
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