Friday, 28 October 2011

My Hero


Korg mesti ingat lagu Aeman yg tajuk dy AYAH tu kan ? Berdasrkan lagu tu Mira fulfill stu tugasan english yg mnyuruh mira bwt stu essay yg brtjuk MY DADDY  MY HERO . Sperti yg dijanjikan dlm entry lpas . .  Mira na tulis essay tuh tuk korg bce kn ? cpe x bce lg entry ny p bce cpt . . . 
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            As a normal person , they are many super heroes in my life . Some people would say proudly that ‘Batman’ , ‘Superman’ , ‘Ultraman’ and others as their super heroes or idols . But it is different with me . I am proudly said and and introduce my dad is my real hero . He the true hero that I ever have in my life . I never wished to have any super heroes as my hero because I know that my father is my hero .
           I still remember my dad’s story when he was young . His life definitely different with mine . He was unapproachable and very confused man with very poor sense of direction where his career and low spirit of workaholic . His future realistically concerned . He also never pass with flying colours during his studies and he always being a losers . My late grandfather always scolded him but he ever got changed a lot .However , he was still my dad as ever my hero .
            Love between dad and his daughter is definitely as ever and always be there , no matter what happened or how unemotional he appeared to be , and despite what he said in his anger .
            When I was a little girl , my dad always protected me besides my mum . I would remember that my dad helped me much when I took my first baby steps . When I fell down from a bicycle on my first ride , my dad was the one who tried to make sure I stayed on it . He also felt the pain when I got fell from bicycle and his heart wept when I cried but my hero never showed it on his face . What I saw was only his anger , cause mostly by the concern and anciently be felt for his bungling kids .
            I felt the some different feeling when I attained my legal age of freedom at 21 , I celebrated by applying for my passport and credit card on my own name . By applying a passport I could continued my studies abroad . I wished I could went to Amsterdam  . My dad not agree with me and asked me to take medicine studies at Malaysia Science University in Penang . He couldn’t see that I really needed to find my own niche in life , just as he had done when he was my age . He couldn’t understand that I needed to chart my own course . Or so , I thought .
            Tomorrow is the day . I packed all my stuff into my rucksacks . From head to feet . Clothes , instant food , my album of me and my father and I didn’t forget to bring along th organizer that my daddy ever gave me when I was seventeen . He didn’t say a  word  while I made my preparations . He stills kept his distance and made no comments since I was not heeding his advice before . I knew that I broke his heart , but I felt that I couldn’t met my life hemmed in by so many restrictions . I had to leave now and got taste some flavours of life all on my own . I felt such I lost my hero since I decided to go for Amsterdam .
            Before I felt my family and house with my bags e suddenly said to me , “If you find it hard out there , just come home, honey . I’ll wait for you .” I just nodded . There was a rock in my chest which I couldn’t get rid of until I got into huge airplane .  Now is the time to them that I can . I knew that I had been stubborn daughter when I was growing up and can trust myself doing my own decision . I make my father transformed from my hero into the laidback parent , through this didn’t mean he was easy on me when I got into trouble .
            When I was studied in Amsterdam , I seldom got connected with my family especially my hero due to my busy life as a student . That make my relationship with my father eventually faded . This eventually faded when he dropped the bombshell that he was leaving me . Our relationship grew distant and talking to him was too impossible .
            One day , I went to my college alone as usual . There was a stranger kept following me from the distant and he was so weird .Then , I felt uneasy when he kept looking at me . All of sudden , he tried to snatch my handbag which full with cash , credit card , handphone and any others . Fortunately , my classmates were there too . They helped me to catch the stranger . And I got back my handbag . I praised to God .Then , I realised how important to get my dad here along now with me . By my side .
            All of sudden I recalled myself the day of me and my hero daddy . I took a bus and straight went to my college . On my heading to the college I tried to call my father but he doesn’t answer me . I thought maybe he had works to do .Now , my father was an energetic and strong man . He surely doing helped me my mum at the restaurant all day long .
            I walked by myself alone and still thought about my dad , my mum and also my family . If he knew how I missed him so much now .Yes ! I can’t lie myself how I missed them so much .
            The days past always so busy as I would sit for my last paper before I had fully graduate . I called my dad and luck was beside me when my dad answers mine . I talked happily as I done my last paper . I walked out of the alley and onto another street and saw only a few people under umbrellas , each walking at his or her own pace . Out of blue , Chris who was my classmates admonished me and asked me to walk with him till reached at our home which is beside his home only .
            I followed him and trust him as he was my classmate since three years ago . He asked me to have lunch with him . I kept accompany him as I didn’t have any works then . Then I put myself in front of him in the café . I didn’t take my lunch that afternoon and only had an orange juice as a drink . A moment later , I excused him to ladies for a while .
            Then , I came with a sweet smile on my lips took my seat and drank my orange juice . I felt a bit dizzy . My world was round and round such the horses on merry-go-round ran in the giant circle . Chris asked me to home and I tried to stand myself but failed and I fell at the restaurant . And I don’t know what’s next .
            I opened my eyes and felt comfort although the place is quite weird for me .Then , I saw a man . A strange man was wore out his clothes and I looked into myself . A really big shock when I found that myself had neither a thread nor clothes to me . I shouted loudly and wanted to run away . The man came nearer and held my arm roughly . I had shock once again as I saw the strange man was Chris . Who was the kind heart person I had in Amsterdam .
            There I know nobody could save me as my daddy was not beside me .However , I tried to let myself from such dangerous place . I pushed his body strongly and he fell down on the floor . Quickly I ran and took my clothes and wore them up instantly and ran as fast as lightning to my home .
            I looked myself in the room . I felt so afraid and I wished my dad was here .But my father was not a fairy that can be here for instantly . I took my hand phone and dialled up my dad . He answered me and I told him what had happened to me . My daddy asked me to Malaysia . But I couldn’t because I felt so afraid to went out .Then , I had an idea .
            “Hello , miss . Can I help you ?” the telephonist answer me .
            “Can you help me to book a ticket to KLIA for tomorrow ?”
            “Yes , Leave me your name . At what time do you wish ?”
            “Intan Juliana Ismail . I want for 6 o’clock .”
            “Ok , your ticket had been book and ready for tomorrow . Thank you for using our services . Have a nice day .”
            “Thank you.”
            The next day I packed all my stuffs into rucksacks . I trust myself to go to the airport safely . Before I left this this land which full of white and black memories , I went near the beach . I gazed out into the sea silently . The sun was slowly setting and reddish-orange glow spread across the sky , giving it an unhearthly  atmosphere .
            A soft breeze was blowing such the tall coconut trees swayed gently . A loud sigh escaped from me . I just could not enjoy the beautiful view for a long and started walking to the national airport in Amsterdam . Only a few minutes more left before I went left this land . I wanted to my parents back . I wanted to hug my daddy .
            After a long journey from Europe to Asia I arrived at KLIA International Airport . I felt so happy as I would see my father then . I walked slowly and I saw my hero and my mum sat near the coffee house . I went through them and my father pulled me into him . My dad almost make me cry all of sudden .
            “Dad , did you know how I’m suffer without you as my hero .”
            “Do you know that your daughter was in the danger and almost been rapped by her own trusted classmates ?”
            My wept my tears and brought me and my mum to the car .Then , we went home . When I was with them I felt so safe as my hero and my protector was here , by my side . Since that , I didn’t want to separate with my dad anymore .
            A few months after , a postman came to my home with a big envelope for me . I took it into my house and how happy my heart when I saw my result on a piece of paper with a certificate in the envelope . I felt happy as I got through flying colours and graduated successfully and got B.A Hons on my studies . I shared the happiness with my hero and mum .Then , I started work at my daddy’s office . I didn’t want to step away and go separate ways from my hero .
            Growing up as an adult woman made me always so busy .Now , I just live with my daddy as my mum got passed away a year  ago . I focused so much on my work till I disregarded my hero who was protected me all my day .
            One day , I read an article in newspaper on how big your father sacrifice to you and how much you can paid back . Over the days , I went to father’s home and saw the perpetual frown on his face gradually fade .
            Eventually , it was replaced by the ever widening smile he showed whenever I went there for a visit no matter brief . Hugging him , I cried for  long minutes . As usual , he wipe my tears . Wiping my tears for my cheeks , I looked deeply into my superb daddy . No wonder who my daddy are , I knew that world was a beautiful place ever since I had my daddy as my hero . Then , I gracefully registered my father as a super hero , super daddy , and super everything . Nothing better than my daddy .=)





Cmne ? Uk x ? Huhu . . . Tanx for reading . . . 


Luv ya . . .
Mira

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Tanx You guys


Hyep all ... huhu .. Hari yg cerah dan hujan .. >tah pape la meqapu ny< hahaha.. B.T.W ... Tanx a lot cpe yg sudi bce essay yg Mira bwt for Spm tuh . . . Mira hargai korg . .. .  

Nnti korg bce lagy ea . . .  Mira ada lagi cerita mcm tu . . . Tp x rjen na letak . . . Tp . . . Jpg Mira na letak stu lagy cerita yg bertjuk 

"MY DADDY MY HERO"


Uk larr korg . . . Now Mira na bwt entry tuh . . .  Nnti ceap bule la publish . . .  


Luv ya . . .
Mira

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Thursday, 27 October 2011

Lend me Your Hand , Please . . . .


Hai sume . .  Mira na mnx jasa baek korg utk tolong bce essay b.i kt bwah ny . . . then . . . tlong jup btulkan silap dy . . . Mira tkot nnti kena maqah nan Ticer Kamliah . .  Wah !! Surrender . . .

ny essay dy .... Theme dy , 'Love and relationship. . .'






            I could tell his face when he was angry .That day was the worst day ever in my teenager life . The café wasn’t busy as a few customers sipped their cups of coffee leisurely , while the waiter and waitress chatted in a corner . 
            The waiter came and went , replacing the empty mug with yet another cup of drinks . In the last one hour , I just realised that I had drunken about six lattes , while my thick book lay opened – but unread – on the table . Obviously my thoughts were millions miles away .
            This time , the furrow on my brow disappeared and I broke into a welcoming smile . I motioning the guy who had just entered the café to join me , “Ady ,over here ,” I called out sweetly.
            Ady looked into my direction , walked over hastily and sat down in front of me .
            “Ady , my sweetheart . What do you prefer to drink and eat , dear ?” I asked .
            Ady waved his hand dismissingly , seemingly frustrated .
            “What about a cup of cappuccino and a piece of cheese cake ?” I cajoled .
            He shrugged and grunted , his face hard .
            Closing the menu , I waved the waitress over and ordered . Then , I turned to Ady and asked , ”How was your day ? Are you tired ?Oh ! Poor thing .” I said symphatically , misreading my boyfriend’s face .
            “That was enough Iera !” Ady slammed his fist on the table and stood up angrily such an ‘Angry Bird’ . “That’s enough ! You have been talking from the moment I entered ! Don’t you ever stop talking for just one minute ? Aren’t you tired of it all ?”
            “I –“ , I blinked back tears …
            “Well , if you’re not , I am ! Don’t you think this all wrong ? No matter how early I am , you are always the one who arrives first on all our dates , you are the one who pick up the menu or chooses the restaurant or the movies . Isn’t it weird ? I – and I becoming your puppet ! Following you wherever you go . And I don’t enjoy it one bit !”Ady slammed his fist on the table for the second time and stalked out from the café without looking back .
            I sat motionless in my seat . My expression was blank . Unreadable . Since the moment , we never saw each other in our college anymore .
            Pounding , lashing at the windows , the storm shrieked as the winds howled . Trees bent double and groaned . Leaves was santched from their branches and whirled around the wind . A dim light was on in an otherwise gloomy room . In the darkest corner beside the window I sat all curled up , hugging my knees , staring into nowhere . The weather matched my own tormented feelings .
            I asked myself , “what did I do to him that made he hate me so much ? That I hurt him ? Did I scold him ? No , I didn’t . I certainly did nothing that could have hurt any normal human being except just took care of him . What evil spirit possessed him to say such nasty words to a nice person like me ?”
            I would probably laugh off something like this now . But at the time , it bothered me a lot . I didn’t know what to do this moment . It was too hard for me .
            I took my handphone on my desk and hold it tightly .should I call him and asking him for his forgiveness and a second chance ? Or should I just ignore him all the time ?
I couldn’t sleep that night for thinking of what Ady had said and tried to guess what I had done wrong .
The next day , I went to my class alone . Not as usual . The big fought between me and Ady made us didn’t face each other . I saw him walking alone to the nearer bus stop with a big luggage in his hand . It made me thought twice either to go or to stand still here and staring at him from the distance .then , I saw Ady took his luggage off when the bus stopped in front of him . And I don’t know what’s next . That was the last time I saw him in our college .
Today . After three years . I pushed open the door to the café , took a breath . A deep breath and went inside . This was where Ady and I had broken up a few years ago . I was still hurting , but I wanted to heal .
‘Confront your fear Iera . Face your nightmares’ lines from the self-help book echoed in  my head .
The waiter took me to a seat by the window , facing the door to the café . I flipped through the menu , looking for something exciting to order . Finally , I settled up on a cup of latte and a slice of tiramisu .
The door swung open .Unconsciously , I looked up . The man who had just entered was dressed formally . His blazer and shirt hung nicely on him . I studied his face and registered him as a good-looking person ,calm , caring gaze . It was total opposite with Ady .
Behind him came an old man , dressed formally as a younger guy before . The older man pulled out a chair for the younger guy and stood beside him loyally . He pointed to the menu several times , saying something that I couldn’t hear it .
The youger man snapped the menu shut , annoyed . Then ,the older man sat down opposite of him and began to talk . A few minutes later , the younger guy stood chap stood up angrily , striding the door . When his companion tried to escort him , he was stopped . Then , the young man left alone .
I watched with puzzled eyes . I drank my coffee , ate my cake and paid it up . Then , I decided to walking in the garden not far from the café as I realised that my bracelet was missing suddenly .
I walked around the garden . I continued walking slowly and also trying to find my bracelet . All of sudden , I saw one guy picked something up from the ground examining carefully .
He looked at the sole figure in the garden . I thought he might be seeing me . A slender’s girl bent her head and looks like searching for something . He walked towards me patiently . And I could not lie my eyes on who I had see just now . His face was totally looks like my ex-boyfriend. Ady !
A lot has changed since our last bad sad date . I looked at him .Now , he was charismatic and charming gentleman . No wonder he was the man at the café just now . And that old man was his personal assistant . We have been separated for about three years now due to our study commitments and also our bad memories . How could I didn’t know that he was study abroad and the last day I saw him at the bus stop was the day he left for Melbourne , Australia .
He stood on his knee and asked for my forgiveness . “Please forgive me my dear ,Iera . I know thatwas all my fault . And now I realize that there was no other than you . You are everythingfor me .”
“I forgive you Ady . For a long time ago . I never blaming you . You are my prince of heart .”
The phrase ‘distance makes the heart grows fonder’ has proven true as we had never been closer like this before . Thanks to the wonder .
Meeting him , I cried for long minutes . He wiped out my tears . I was silently towards the café . I glanced at him and he gave me his sweet smile .
Just like previous years , and a year before , and a the one before that , he whispered , “Nur Mya Zahiera Ahmad . Let me , Adiy Adriyan Arif be your prince of heart , darling …”
I found myself nodding slightly . This wasn’t a dream . Hand in hand we walked together towards his red Lotus Elise .  He wanted to drive me back to my house . Now my heart was blink-blink . 

Uk x ? Haha. . . Mira x bpa na reti sgt english ny . . . Stakat na speaking muhung2 tuh bule la . . . da bce sila leave komen yeah supaya Mira dpt btul kan kesalahan2 tu . . 

hahaha . . . mcm memaksa plak . . .
Pa pa pon thanks ea coz sudi membace . . .








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Mira

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Wednesday, 26 October 2011

Balik Kampung


Hai sumer ! Percaya x Mira balik kg ary ny . . . yahuu ! Haha.. . Bukan slalu pon Mira jengah muka kt sna . . . Selalu pon ma n abah yg alek . . . Tp kg dekat ja . . . >kubo panjang < . . . Hehe . . .

sekadar gmbaq hiasan . . 
Tadi hujan . .  . x taw na bwt pa kt kg . . . Lupa plak na bwk buku stdy . . . tertinggal kt atas meja kt umah . . . Hmm . . .  Apa bule bwt juz tgok je hujan turun . . . mcm kt bwah ny . . .


Lepas tuh hujan berhenti . .  Ma kta da na alek da . . . Tp tbe2 ma kata dy na ikot tok tam g uma adek bradek dy kt kg sebrang . . . So tgu je la . . . Time tgu tuh bosan giler . . . Last2 gtw kt abah yg Mira na nak ais krim . . . Lapaq ais krim . . . 


perghh ! Hujan2 makan ais krim . . . sedap ! Last skali abah swuh adik erry g beli ais krim tuh kt kedai . . . Pstu alek tuh  trus jer Mira terkam dy . . . Tp dy beli ais krim dlm cup tuh . . . x pa la . . . x kesah . . . janji nme dy ais krim . . . Sedaap ! Nikmati sblom ia cair . . .

Tgah syok2 mkn tibe2 jeh alawiyah kecik tu duk usha panas jeh ais krim Mira tu. . . Dy x tgu lme ... Trus je dy paut kaki Mira tuh . . . Nsib baek x ilang kawalan . . . Hahaha . . Rupanya dy na jugak . . . 
Hai la budak . . . Ny gmbaq dy kt bawah . . .

cumey kan . . . kecik ja dy . . .

hmm . . . Comot taw dak mumum ais krim nan dy . . . Baek dy baek Mira >tukang suap< Habeh seluaq . . . Memang la . . . Dasar mkn dgn bdak kecik . . . Sabo je la . . . hehehe ...

Uk^^ smpy situ sje . . . trus bce belog ny . . .  





Luv ya . . .
Mira

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Masak - Masak


Hepi deepavali sume. . . Haha. .. gurau jeh . . .  ! =D

Korg bce tjuk entry ny . . . Masak -masak . . . Mira reti masak ke ? oi2 . . . Mira reti nah . . . Korg je yg x taw. . . lagipon Mira blaja masak ny sbb Mira suka kt sorg ny . . .  Mira syg kt dy smpy tnm minat untuk memasak . . .  o_O . .  btapa kuat penangan dy . .. 

Tapi. . 
Tuh sumer dulu . . . La ny dy da berubah . . .  Argghh ! abaikan dy . . . 

Uk^^ . . . Cbe teka pa yg ma Mira ajaq masak ary ny ? Yeah ! Korg mmg pndy muhung . . . Haha. . . mna da ajaq masak spageti . . . Spageti tuh Mira da reti la . . . Ary ny ma ajaq masak Nasi Lemak  . . . 

Actuali sng je na bwt ny . . . Tah pa la mimpi Mira ary ny bgun awai n study lepas tuh trus jeh tolong ma masak sarapan kt dapur . . . Slalu lepaih subuh tuh tidoq alek . . . Hmm . . . ank dara jenis pa la ny . . . 
Mira x sbaq giler na tgu nasi tuh msak smbil usha ma duk bwt smabal ayam . . . Hmm . . . Yummy . . . ! Sedaap .  . . . Ma masak mmg best ! ^^ 

Pstu sumer bersiap sedia na mkn skali . . . Abah ,  Adik Min ,  Ma ,  n Mira . . . >lg sorg tuh smbung tidoq . . . < dkt abh kena goreng telur coz abh x brapa na sehat n x lalu na mkn ayam . . . Msa duk goreng ikan masin tuh , , , minyak masak tuh terpercik kena kt tgn . . . >perkara biasa< Sakit . . . Tp bwt x taw n duk diam ja . . . Lumrah memasak . . . Haha. .  =)  Pstu sumer enjoy mkn . . . best . . . Huhu . . . nnti na masak lagi la . . . 

Luv ya . . .
Mira



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Balik nan Aliaa


hye2 sumer . . . Hari ny ary deepavali . . .  So jum kita enjoy . . . hahaha...

Enjoy . . enjoy gak . . . study jgn lupe . . . SPM da na dkat da . . .  Huhuhu.. . .

Berbalik kpda tjuk entry kita ary yg cerah ary ny . . . Mira na ceta sal Aliaa kawan Mira yg bqu first time alek umah nek moto . . . Sebelom ny dea asyik naek keta ja . . .  So memandangkan mak n ayah dea x dak kt umah dea wish na alek nan Mira . . . Teringin , , , Bagi p la... . 

Lepaih ja abeh kelas fizik kemaqin Mira trus ajk dea alek ostel na tukaq baju . . . Senang skit . . . Lagipon na p bank lagi . . . Na msok pkan pky bju skulah renyah la. . .  So after tukaq bju n kemas dorm apa yg patot ktorg trus bertolak . . . Ukeh . . . Mira bwak x laju pon sbb aliaa x besa . . .

Lepaih ja selesai urusan n aliaa beli nasi for her lunch ktorg gerak balik umah aliaa.. . . alhamdulillah . . . slamat smpy . . . pstu trus alek umah . . . Merah padam muka Mira coz kena panggang nan matahari . . . bertompok-tompok . . . Tp st sja . . .Lepaih tu hilang la. . .  

Korg taw x nek moto nan aliaa x mcm nek nan mimah . . .  Nek nan aliaa x berlaga helmet pon . . . law nek nan mimah jenuh cover time na  berhenti . . . 

Uk^^ cpe na tgok gmbaq Aliaa tgok kt bwah ny . . .  

ni la aliaa tuh . . .  Cpe knai ? hahaha ..  budak syed omaq national high school konpem kenai . . .

k stakat ny dulu eah !  Mira na smbung entry lain n ceta lain plak.. . . 

Luv ya . . .
Mira

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Tuesday, 25 October 2011

Snap ! Snap ! Time T.R.I.P


Korg . . . Take alook la gmbaq2 kt bwah ny . . . Ni yg Mira sempat caqi kt fb kwan2 n Junior Mira td . . .




Hye sumer . . . ! nme sya unta . .  Sya mai dqi Pdg Pasir . .
>dialog yg unta ny ckp waktu ktorg p mlwat dy<

  

ni larr Abg wei yg Mira ckp tuh . . . Tgok lek lok muka dy . .
mcm Que Haidar kn . . . Dy ny bukan natural Malay . . .
Dy oqg siam or Indon . . .>x pasti< 



time kt Zoo Taiping 

Welcome to Malaya . .  Time kt War Museum . . .
Selamat datang kembali ke Malaya >nme Malaysia sblom merdeka <

Capture gmbaq before na bertolak . . . Bas x smpy2 lagi . . .

Zoo Taiping . . . >Kandang Unta<

Mira n Naim

To Our Glorious Dead  =)

Khusyuk dgaq penerangan pasal Meriam . . 

Tumpang lalu . . . ngee ~ ~ ~

Super form 5 ostel life ! >berkabus <

Sweet ! Sweet ! Tweet !

Muahaha. . . Footprint kt Zoo. . . yg kasut tali wana oren tuh Mira larr . . .

Nme sya Zirafah !

Cumey x sye ?

lurve Bird >burung Cinta<

ishh ! nantoknya ! haha
n
ikan ny besaq ouh . . . Dy duk kt sungai amazon Brazil nuh . . .


cepat ! spe na tgkap gmbaq nan sye . .  F.O.C . . . x yah bayaq pon . . .
next . . . ni gmbaq yg da memang ad kt belog ny kemaqin lagi . . .

Ooh Yeah !

Ngee ~ ~ ~ ~

Peluru meriam. . .

tempat pelancaran meriam

besaq kot replika dy . . .

Pa dya ny ? 

Peace ! War Museum ! Peace no war . . .

muahahaha

entrace War Museum 

Last skali gmbaq Mira kena ada la kn . . .  peace senget ! hahaha

Uk2 ^^ guys sumer . . . yg tuh je Mira bule share nan korg . . . Klaw Korg  na tgok bnyk lagi jum kita p Fb . . . klik sini to FB

Pstu usha larr 
Akmarina Hanim
Aisyah Atikah
5 Fb Mira sniri . . . kt tepi belog ny pon ada. . . Nuramira Mohd Jauhari . . =)
Hamimah Hisamuddin Shah

Uk nite sumer . . . Tidoq dulu . . . Tata. . . Salam Salam . . .

Luv ya . . . 
Mira










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