Bulan
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Aku berbaring di rumpunan hijau Sambil mata hanyut mengira bintang Bersinar bersama-sama dalam kumpulan Menerangi malam yang kian kelam Dari satu sudut aku melihat Bulan keseorangan dihujung sana Tapi masih utuh menyinar Melimpahkan cahaya ke setiap isi dunia Wahai Bulan Alangkah indah aku seperti kamu Bisa menerangi malam-malamnya Yang kian jauh dari hati kecil ini Wahai Bulan Alangkah bahagia jika aku ditempat mu Masih kuat keseorangan Walaupun telah lama kau kesunyian Wahai Bulan Teruskan lah menyinar Disini ada aku sentiasa meneman Teruskan lah kau disitu Biar malam bercampur rindu Aku ada disisi mu. Wahai Bulan Ingat kan dia pada diriku Sedarkan dia dengan sinar mu Bahawa itu utusan rindu ku. 22/8/2016 @ 20.34pm
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A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.

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