𝐇𝐄𝐑 : 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 (In Editing)
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Ongoing, First published Dec 06, 2023
Mature
-𝐀𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐚

   " Selagi dia tak mati, aku takkan mati. Itu sumpah aku "

Konflik antara sahabat. Obses. Dendam. Tikam belakang. Khianat. Semuanya terjadi apabila Auliya menjadi seorang sebatang kara yang kehilangan keluarganya. Walaupun dia seorang yang dingin, itu tak memberi maksud dia tidak mempunyai sifat dendam, kejam, tidak berhati perut. 

   " Kau pernah dengar tak satu pepatah ni, air yang tenang jangan disangka tiada buaya. Macam tu juga lah bilik ni, bilik yang wangi jangan disangka tiada mayat. "

-𝐐𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐥 𝐙𝐚𝐤𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐞 

             " Aku suka kau. Aku dah mula sayangkan kau, jangan tinggalkan aku. "


-𝐀𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐚

              " Aku tak suka kau. Aku takkan pernah ada perasaan dekat kau. We just friends. Hoffe nie auf mich. "


Bermula dengan perasaan tertarik. Tetapi kerana ego yang sudah membeku di hati Auliya, membuatkan dirinya dipandang dingin oleh orang sekelilingnya. Wujudnya perasaan cinta yang bercampur baur dengan perasaan sayang. Semakin lama, semakin kuat perasaan Auliya pada Qairil sehingga dia yang tidak mahu kehilangan si dia..
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"Don't touch me" He said through gritted teeth, "I don't know what I'll do if you touch me" My heart dropped. "I don't want to see you like this" I frowned and hesitantly tried to touch his shoulder, but he grabbed my hand tightly but gently. "Fuck it" He murmured as he held my jaw and pressed his lips on mine. (The guy is 22 and the girl is 17 a few months away from 18. If you're bothered by that please don't read it.)