[FF] Like a Dorama

[FF] Like a Dorama

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“UMMA!!! AKU SAKIT SEPERTI INI KAU TAK JUGA MAU BERBALIK !! BAGAIMANA JIKA AKU MATI NANTI, HEH???”aku berteriak sekencang-kencangnya. Aku makin kesal, ia hanya berhenti sejenak, tapi langsung pergi lagi. Kini aku sudah tak tahan lagi. Kepalaku terasa sakit, aku megerang kesakitan. Mataku sudah hampir terpejam, tapi aku sempat melihat Minho, kekasihku dengan tergopoh-gopoh menggendongku. Kini aku benar-benar terpejam. Firstly on Wattpad, FF ini termasuk jadul, jadi ya mungkin masih abal-abal maklum pertama buat pas kelas 1 SMA.Satu lagi FF ini pernah di posting di shiningstory.wordpress.com nama pena saya waktu itu Tsae. Jadi...kalau ada reader terdahulu yang inget cerita ini, udah terbukti kalau saya bukan plagiat ya, moso plagiat sama cerita sendiri*apasih.. Langsung aja ya, kalau mau voment silakan kalau engga juga nggak apa-apa.***
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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.

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