The motorcycles were ran behind, carrying the dirty green bag. At every site, where required, a roll of newspaper was being thrown high along with a magazine tied in roll on the request of readers which they were doing from balcony.
Magazine was thrown at white home too.
He was yawning in front.
He looked down when it was thrown.
And smiled when eyes saw a mirror image and read "journalism is my mirror image- Fajahad Hussain"
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Behind the Fard
Misteri / ThrillerThere is always something happening very different behind the door from what is happening in front. Fajahad Hussain, a very young and aspiring journalist, knew the reality but after winning the case against a renowned politician, Qazi Waheed Isa, wh...
