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my intimate cousin

Assalamualaikum my lovely reader. Comeback again with me, ready to read my story. Let’s enjoy...

I have a lot of cousins. Most of my cousins are female. Well in this blog i will tell about the one of my cousins that most intimate with me.

The name of my cousin is Rossy Nur Amaliyah. She is the sixth child of six sisters. She has fat and short body. She has the curly and short hair. Her eyes is black and she has the twinkle toes that make her eyes look so beautiful. She has a personality that’s kind and nice to anyone. 

So, why she became the most intimate cousin to me. It’s because i and she have several same hobbies such as, we like cooking, we like playing volleyball, we like eating and culinary traditional food, etc.

we often follow the volleyball competition, from the competition between the school clubs or the village clubs. we love to do it. moreover we've won second place in these competition.

       Okay I think it’s all about my cousin, but just for your information that Rossy is older than I am and I have thought that Rossy is a sister to me who sometimes acting like a child. But I always respect her.

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