MY LAWYER
"Really going to the toilet instead of running away, right? I don't want Miska to scold me--"
"Really, Bang, I'm not going to run away, where are the spiders here," replied Haziya half annoyed, because she had been holding back her pee for a long time.
"Hehe, okay, I'll wait there huh." Zaweel scratched the back of his head grinning, his index finger pointing in front of the prayer room.
"Yes."
Love is a natural thing for humans. Three years ago, flowers bloomed in Haziya's eyes. His laughter echoed so loosely. Knitting longing when not seen. Adolescence is so beautiful sprinkled with love poems.
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