DIA. Bab 1
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Dernière publication dim., sept. 20, 2020
Adelia seorang murid yang berumur 15 tahun yang kini bersekolah di SMK MUTIARA JAYA dimana dia mempunyai hidup yang bahagia selepas beepindah dari sekolah lamanya sejak tahun 6. Adelia kini mempunyai ramai kawan di sekolahnya. Semasa di sekolah rendah dahulu, kawannya semakin berkurangan akibat perbuatan yang telah dilakukan olehnya. Adakah dia masih berpeluang untuk menutup kesalahannya yang lalu?
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