Haziqah Aulia
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Last published Wed, Dec 9, 2015
Haziqah Aulia seorang pelajar tingkatan 5 yang bersekolah di SMK Air Kuning . Dia bakal menduduki SPM pada tahun ini . Dia mempunyai seorang adik yang berpenyakit kanser leukemia , Haziq Aiman yang berumur 3 tahun . Ibu bapanya telah meninggal dunia ketika dia menduduki Peperiksaan Menengah Rendah (PMR) pada hari kedua peperiksaan tersebut bermula . Semenjak pemergian ibu bapanya , dia dan adik tinggal bersama makcik saudara mereka , Mak Som yang tidak menyenangi kehadiran mereka dirumahnya itu .
" Korang berdua ni menyusahkan aku saja !! Berhambus korang dari rumah ku ini . Aku tak ingin nak tengok muka korang berdua lagi . Aku haramkan korang jejak kaki di rumah ku ni !! " - Mak Som
" Doktor , takkan tak ada cara lain untuk adik saya ? Selamatkan lah dia doktor , dia lah satu-satunya keluarga yang saya ada " - Haziqah Aulia
" Kau boleh selesaikan hutang kau dengan bekerja sebagai PA aku . " - Tengku Hafreez Ashraff
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