Hey ! I Love you
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Last published Thu, Dec 8, 2016
Hi !! Aku Rina .. I mean Qairina Qistina Binti Tengku Adam .. Gender mestilah perempuan .. Umur 24 .. Seorang yang sangat tegas , and paling penting manja dan gedik dengan mummy , daddy , abang long and kak ngah .. Ala biasa lah aku anak bongsu .. Ada kisah silam yang sangat buat hati aku rasa sakit disebabkan seseorang .. Ok !! Stop it !! If korang nak tahu semua pasal aku korang kena baca story ni.. Disebabkan seorang lelaki,aku tidak percaya semua kata kata manis diorang .. Such a sweet-talker and pandai mengambil kesempatan .. But disebabkan seorang lelaki juga hati batu aku cair sedikit demi sedikit .. Ok taknak panjang sangat kang kering tekak hengko disebabkan aku tulis panjang .. *evil laugh*
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Hi !! Aku Izzat Ridzuan bin Ismail .. Gender lelaki .. Umur 25 tahun .. Seorang yang sangat sporting , positive,kadang kadang tegas , dan yang paling penting handsome .. ghaghaghaghagha ..
Anak sulung daripada 4 adik beradik .. Tidak lama lagi akan mengambil alih syarikat papa .. Hmm aku bukan nak sangat pon .. Punyalah aku buang air mata depan papa .. tapi papa langsung tak kesah .. hmm buat penat je berlakon .. Hidup tipu lah kalau takda kisah pahit .. tapi itu tak menjadikan aku sebagai alasan .. aku tetap move on ..
Ok bye !! Kalau nak tahu lebih lanjut
Cerita ni maybe half tipikal half tak.. Akan ada unsur 18sx
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"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.
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