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Wan si Budak Pandai 😎🎓 dan Azyyati anak tokey Pizza 😁🍕.

Wan Nur Safiyah bt. Wan Mohamad Rafi, sahabat saya semasa form 1. 👒 Dia merupakan teman kami dari sekolah Rendah. 📚 Dia seorang yang pandai, 📰 baik, 😇 pendiam 😯 dan pemalu. 😓 Dia JARANG tengok TV 📺.

Sorang ni pulak, namanya Azyyati. 🎢 Bapak dia ni tokey kedai Pizza. Zaky's Pizza. 🍕🍕🍕 Visit lah kedai dia dekat kota kemuning. 🍴 ok dah. Azyyati ni suka tgk MOVIE "Omputeh" 🎥🎬. Kaurang tanyalah movie apa pun, sapa pelakonnya 🏄, mesti dia BOLEH jawab! 😁

Suatu hari, Ati (singkatan Azyyati) suruh Wan tgk Movie pada waktu malam. 🌛 { demi keseronokan Wan } 😂. Selalunya Movie ada hari Jumaat, so Isnin tu Wan pun " iya2 " cerita dekat Azyyati apa yang ditontonnya pada malam jumaat haritu. 🌚😅

" Eeeeee.. Bosannye movie Wan tgk tu! 😧 Movie ape tu?! " kata Ati mengeluh.

" NIGHTLINE " - jawab Wan, simple.

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!

korang tahu tak Nightline tu ape? 😂 Nightline tu mcm himpunan BERITA2 yang disiarkan pagi, petang dan malam tadi pada pukul 12 malam hingga 1 pagi. 😂😂 no wonder lah tak best! apa da.


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