AKU UDAH GEDE, ✔
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Ayu Wandira.
Aku senyum-senyum sendiri. Aku merasa geli atas usahaku selama ini. Haha... bukankah semua itu sudah direncanakan oleh Allah? Tidak ada pengaruhnya dengan sayur dan jamu yang aku minum selama ini.
Aku sudah baligh, itu yang ada dalam pikiranku saat ini. Mulai saat ini, aku bertekad untuk selalu memakai jilbab ketika bepergian dan tidak hanya ketika sekolah saja.
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