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Syahira

Tác giả: Iphend_Alzikra
Romansa Anak Muda
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What is Syahira

Đọc tiểu thuyết Syahira của tác giả Iphend_Alzikra được xuất bản trên WebNovel.Syahira gadis yang merasakan kesepian dalam menjalani kehidupannya. Dimana kedua orang tuanya yang selalu tidak pernah memiliki waktu karena kesibukan mereka.Sampai suatu ketika satu hari sebelum hari...

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Syahira gadis yang merasakan kesepian dalam menjalani kehidupannya. Dimana kedua orang tuanya yang selalu tidak pernah memiliki waktu karena kesibukan mereka. Sampai suatu ketika satu hari sebelum hari ulang tahunnya, dia melihat Abbie; seorang pemuda tampan, dengan gaya preman datang ke rumahnya untuk mengantarkan kado pesanan Hendro laki-laki yang mengejar cinta Syahira. Hingga perjalanan cinta itu hadir, dan kerumitan masalah karena tidak ada persetujuan dari orang tua Syahira. Belum lagi ancaman yang di buat Hendro selalu menteror hidup Syahira.

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