
Assalamu'alaikum my dear readers. Sorry inner birth, everyone. Still in the moment of Eid al-Fitr holiday do not forget to take care of your health, may you always be healthy and happy wherever you are. I came back with a new story. May it be pleasing to have so much love from you, just as I wrote it always full of love in every spelling of the script. Happy reading and I hope you like it. Happy reading all 💜🥰.
Regards,
Najafari_ID24
Because tilapia a speck of milk breaks down, that is what happened in the life of Khalisa Suci Kirani. The traces of stains pinned on her brought lara. Mockery as if already familiar greeting that Khalisa always responded with a smile. Even unexpectedly, the people he considered family included the husband, playing honey and poison behind his back because of the traces of the stain.
However, when the life axis that became his strength was taken from his side, could Khalisa still smile when the curse rained down? Can he still survive in the puddle of sembilu traces of stains that turned out to drag him to the bottom of nestapa? Will Khalisa remain as pure as his name means? Or even drown eroded stains that he never wanted.