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Dernière publication lun., févr. 23, 2026
m-maat ahh mari h-humka jii d-dard ho raha h-hai ahhh
( please don't hit me it's hurt)
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kitni baar kahe toke maat ladoa maa se juban par tohar dimag mai baat nhi samaj ata hai
( how many times do I have to tell you don't give back answers to mom , still you are not getting it)
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This story is set in 1978
Female lead
Ani Dev Ram
18 year old simple girl from middle class family , Fair and beautiful with average height4.10 , petite and fragile girl
Dev Ram
29 years old cold man from middle class family, muscular body with height of 5.8 , light brown skin tone, strict as hell
Read to find out the story
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