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Asma', the funniest person can be. 😀

saya ada kawan nama nye Asma'. saya selalu panggil dia Hazmah / Asmakon. 😂😂 hahahaha. dia ni, kira lawan rapat saya jugak. sbb dia selalu share her great heart to me. so i tahu apa masalah dia.  dia ada 6 org adik beradik. dia anak bongsu.  anak 1st perempuan, 4 irg laki, last sekali dia. kakak dia nama nya Atikah. kakak dia cantik cantik💖 .. abg dia pulak hensem. semua Hafidzh Quran. semua pernah join pertandingan Quran peringkat negara, negeri, daerah. Ayah Asmak ni kiranya cikgu dekat sekolah saya. ok finish. ceritanya..
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satu hari tu, dia dtg lambat... bila dia dh sampai sekolah, saya tanya lah dia, knp lambat? dia jawab " malam tadi aku tak tidur langsung. " saya ckp " lerr.. kenapa? " dia ckp masa malam tu dia tak boleh tidur. lepastu bila dh pukul 2 pagi, aku nak tidur, sempat pulak kakak aku suruh goreng cucur. ko bayang kan?" saya ketawa. 😂😂😂 hahahaha. tapi kan awak anak bongsu.. " errrrhh. anak bongsu pun mcm anak SULONG. 😡" saya ketawa lagi HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHA😂😂😂 " patut nya aku tak boleh tidur, kakak aku tolong lah buat aku tidor, ini tak. dh lah tgk tv. lepastu sempat suruh aku goreng cucur. " hahahahahahaha. ok. kelakar kan?

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