My Story is Not As Beautiful as Fatimah Azzahra And Ali Bin Abi Thalib

My Story is Not As Beautiful as Fatimah Azzahra And Ali Bin Abi Thalib
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aldo: zahrra, I want to talk to you...


zahrra: yes please


aldo: both are the same you can't....


zahrra: can't , just here


aldo: well, zahrra I love you, will you be my girlfriend ....


zahrra: aldo sorry I can't, I'm married and I already belong to someone else


aldo, but I could be third


zahrra: what are you talking about, I do not want to betray my own husband


aldo: do you love him...


aldo: but I love you zahrra


zahrra: aldo I don't want to talk about this again enough to get here.


rini: aldo you came out, the lecturer has come in


aldo: well see you, assalamualaikum


line: waalaikumsalam


yes he is my friend aldo, actually I also love him but I realize I am married then I will learn to love my husband because god lilahi taala .


after my college hours finished I went straight home not as usual to stop by the cafe, yahh that's my habit if I want to entertain myself well then I'll be better .