Semanis Cinta Hanis

Semanis Cinta Hanis

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Hanis Ariessa ditinggalkan oleh ibunya dari kecil kerana ibunya ingin hidup senang.Ayahnya meninggal dunia pada usia Hanis mencecah tujuh tahun.Hanis dibesarkan oleh neneknya dengan kehidupan yang susah.Neneknya bekerja sebagai penjual ikan di pasar. Hafiz Mikail seorang yang sombong.namun di sebalik kesombongannya dia mempunyai hati yg baik.Dari kecil Mikail dijodohkan dengan Maya.Ibubapa mereka merupakan sahabat baik.Ibu Maya ialah ibu kandung kepada Hanis Ok lah..tu je..nanti cerita banyak banyak tak surprise pulak kan..so,enjoy my story,maybe lepas ni korang pun akan jadi manis macam hanis..hihi..^o^
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Jenny and I were way ahead of the others. He was talking but I was thinking and ignored him. Instead I was enjoying the beauty of nature, looking at all the beautiful trees. Then suddenly one of the trees caught my attention. It was very big, tall, and beautiful. For some reason I was immediately attracted to it. I stopped in front of it and observed it. My boyfriend was still mumbling. I reached out and touched the tree. Then I realized there was writing on it. It looked like someone had carved it with a knife, but the letters looked too good to be made by someone carelessly. Unless they are an artist or something. PINTU KE DUNIA LAIN. "I wonder what's written there," Jenny said. "Entrance to another world," I said, staring at the words. "How do you know what's written there? What language is it?" "I don't know. Somehow, it seems familiar." "How?" "I don't know." I began to feel the words on the tree, then I began to trace the words with my finger. Jenny clung to me as usual. When I traced the last letter of the last word, suddenly a blue light appeared. The light grew into a large ring around the pitch black portal. Without understanding why, I moved towards it. Jenny tried to stop me but she was small and I was strong. We both disappeared from where we stood. Then fell to the ground in the forest. But this forest was different. This was definitely not America.

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