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He was still blushing sitting in the maths class. --- Not edited Ramadan Mubarak to everyone out there.... Enjoy your Ramadan and take care of your health.. Remember me in your prayers.. Like the chapter? Vote for it please I love you all... Muah!❤

His hand kept moving against his cock, every nerve in his body aching to fill her up. Kira swallowed now, nodding her head before speaking. “Oh, Daddies… yes... I am desperate and need…..” “Needy of what?” Damian asked, grabbing his phone from the nearest table. Kira’s lips parted, then closed. “Nee… needy of your cocks.” she said, feeling ashamed. But wasn't she already a slut? Desiring her brother’s best friends. Dripping, aching, and burning for them….. Wasn't that shameful enough?

Stupid him too. Imar did not dare to approach me. "Bismillahirahmanirahiim, allāhu lā ilāha illā huw, al-hayyul-qayyum, lā ta'khużuhų sinatuw wa lā na`um, lahu mā fis-samāwāti wa mā fil-ard."

He said not bothering to reply my greetings "I said, As salamu Alaikum " I repeat wanting him to reply me "What ever, look young lady I'm here because of what my mom told me about me marrying you, and as I can see you're also not a kid anymore you can decide on your own,I'll advice you to please and please don't think of us getting married to each other

i winked at my dadu "You son of donkey!where is your salam(muslim greeting" "Oopss!Salam dadajan"i said He laughed and replied to my salam "How are you dadajaan . I missed you alot ."i said He kissed my forehead and replied "i am good my son .how about you ? You have changed so much ." " i am handsome as always dadajaan"i replied with a tint of naughtiness in my tone "Lets go downstairs dadajaan .i am so much hungry .i really missed the food of ama "i pouted

"The clothes I wear are in accordance with Islamic teachings." My cheeks were wet with tears, but these lips continued to chatter, hoping that Mia would open her eyes, see me wearing the robe she gave me. "Yesterday I attended a weekly study with Bi Mun at the Grand Mosque where we study. Alhamdulillah, the congregation who attended along with Ustazah Fairus prayed especially for you, Mia."

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V I took a deep breath and started my heartfelt declarations and sincere confession. Bismillah, I began. Asalamu aleikum warahmatullahi wabarakatu dear family. Na'am. Today, Alhamdulillah am grateful to have you all around especially Abu. I couldn't help but get up and embrace him. I missed his fatherly presence. I have missed you so much baba. Jazakillahu kheir for coming on such short notice.

The question that came to her mind. “Not sweetie. Don't get me wrong with my words ... I am very happy with Wahaj ... He is a very nice person who is very sincere with his work and family ... My words meant that sometimes life Our world becomes very cruel ...Our world gives us power, horror, splendor and glory, but at the same time it robs us of our beloved, close to our heart, dear ones. There is no hope of life in this world.” She was shocked to hear from Imam's depression that she had lost someone close to her but she did not have the courage to ask about it and inflict her old wounds.

The Imam said to him and he looked at the man with surprise. “Do you want me to talk to her?” He asked. “Don’t give me that look of i don’t know what are you are talking about . I am an old man , and I have eyes, You have a job now isn’t it?” The man asked him and he swallowed hard. “Sir ...” Ismail called not knowing what to say and the man sighed deeply. He still remember how she rejected him. “Do you want me to talk to her?” The Imam asked again.