Moillithe

Moillithe

  • WpView
    Reads 27
  • WpVote
    Votes 1
  • WpPart
    Parts 3
WpMetadataReadOngoing10m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Feb 4, 2020
WpInfo
Fiction
Romance
Kamu mau jadi pacarku? Adalah kata-kata yang sudah kutunngu selama 3 tahun dari cinta pertamaku. Dan kini Akhirnya aku membaca pesan darinya dengan hati berdebar tak karuan. "waaah, akhirnyaaaaa" teriakku kencang "hus, nin jangan teriak teriak udah malem gak enak sama tetangga tuh" celoteh mamaku. Akupun masi cekikan karena dapat pesan yang sudah kutunggu tunggu sejak aku pertama kali melihatnya. Ya, dia Abi Pratama. Dia first loveku. Kalo mama bilang sih cinta monyet. Masih SMP. Masih polos katanya. perkenalkan aku Aninda Stevani. Orang terdekatku memanggilku Anin. aku masih duduk dibangku sekolah menengah pertama. Dan inilah ceritaku..
All Rights Reserved
#101
cintamonyet
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • LET ME HATE YOU
  • Win her heart (Completed:TAEHYUNG BTS)
  • Almost Lover {Kiingtong FF}
  • Transmigrated as Male Lead's First wife
  • Qismat - The Destiny
  • Vowels Of Raghuvanshi's
  • The Path I Crave!
  • Our Royal Love - Part 2 of Royally Yours
  • Heartless Queen

A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines