Asmaraloka (on going)
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Ongoing7m
Last published Sun, Mar 24, 2024
Arcilla seorang yatim piatu yang mendapatkan beasiswa kedokteran ke luar negri dan menetap di luar negri yang hidup nya serba sendiri di pertemukan dengan seorang pria asing pemain sepak bola terkenal
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"Aduh"
Aku yang sedang melihat lihat sekitar ter kaget mendengar rintihan seseorang
"Oh sorry sorry" aku segera meminta maaf kepada orang tersebut
"Lain kali kalo jalan lihat lihat nona" ucap nya sambil pergi meninggalkan ku
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