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Letters From Admirer
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Ongoing, First published Dec 14, 2022
!!-Islamic Love Stories-!!

[New Chapter on Friday Every week]

Humairah was stunned, she couldn't speak. Not to mention, lately she have been feels like someone is eyeing on her. Anywhere she go, she feels like someone is stalking her.

"You guys know what? I feels like someone have been stalking me lately. I didn't open my mouth, but it is what it is," Humairah finally talk about it. She didn't tell anyone, she keep that feeling to herself.

"Oh no, why didn't you tell us before?" Luna asked and worried about her dearly friend.

"I just wasn't sure about it. But now I think someone really did stalk on me. Unusually, today I didn't feel anything like someone is stalking me," Humairah explained.

"Perhaps he's nervous because he already hand this letter through Alfonso," Layla said again.

"Ha, bet his face is all red now," Luna predicted.
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