Aenaroses was not a name you heard every day in the bustling streets of Kuala Lumpur, but it suited her perfectly. “Aena,” as her friends called her, was a bright‑eyed Malay teenager with a gentle smile, a love for poetry, and a hijab that fluttered like a banner of confidence whenever the wind caught it.
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