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INI MERUPAKAN CERITA PERTAMA SAYA
JADI MOHON MAAF BILA BANYAK SALAH DAN KEKURANGANNYA
MOHON SARAN DAN BANTUAN NYA!
N O H U J A T!!!^_^
"Hiks..hiks Kena..pa Al kenapa alga berubah?salah chila apa?bilang sama chila,,..chila bakal lakuin apapun asal Al jangan gini ke chila"
"KESALAHAN LO ADALAH HADIR DI HIDUP GUE DAN GUE HANYA INGIN LO MENNGHILANG DARI DUNIA INI!"
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~"bagi gue kehadiran Lo adalah kesalahan terbesar dalam hidup gue dan gue ingin Lo hilang dari dunia ini"~
~"maaf kalau kehadiran chila bikin alga menderita, hanya SJ Chila terlalu cinta"~
~"Penderitaan nya merupakan kebahagiaan bagi gue"~
~"Gue ingin di tatap sebagai pahlawan sama Lo chila Anastasya"~
Mengisahkan tentang seorang gadis yg setiap hari nya penuh penderitaan namun hanya bisa diam
Rasa sakit tentang orang yg sedari kecil begitu ia cintai selalu bersama nya harus berubah dan sangat membenci nya karena alasan yg dia tidak ketahui
PENASARAN YUK MAMPIR^_^
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