I Love Two Beatiful Sisters

 Seeing this, Jamil turned and left. The Sheikh continued his studies, almost an hour into the Bedroom.

He did not show up until the evening prayer when he heard the call for prayer, so he went in and renewed his ablution and came out to everyone there, dispersing his orders.

On the way out he found four people, following his nobles who also had ablutions.

Jamil, from the Hajia Mama section, came out to perform ablutions on their side.

On the porch of the house, he met his twin brother Jalal, coldly watching as Jalal walked around the palace walking with his condition, and as long as you judged him and saw that you were a real bastard, but on the contrary that was not the case.

Kekyawa also has a son who resembles their Hamma Jabeer very much in contrast to Jamil who is very similar to their eldest brother, Barrister Jafar Habibullah Nuruddeen Bubayero.

He was walking in a modern suit, his pants were loose and you could see his boxes, and you could see some kind of unbelievable haircut.

At the very least, he does not consider it necessary to comment on such fabrications.

There is no fear in the tea or doubt of anyone in the world except Hammansun.

"His servant was coming after him, with some bottles in his hand," said Jamil with a frown.

"Wait, what is this bottle in your hand?"

The turnout was hot in the fight, he said.

"Giyane Giyane or can you talk to Akukkuturu ?."

In agony and fear, Jamil raised his eyes and said in a loud voice.

"A bottle of beer at Jalal's house is less than what you say? A bottle of beer in the Kingdom of Joda".

He turned around and had trouble with their Hamman.

silence deals with making less of himself, body in a woman.

Sheikh Jaber stared at him for a few seconds and then turned to head for the entrance to the entrance of their royal mosque without leaving here on the dressing mirror where they were placed and they turned and left.

The ablution is for the mosque.

It is nine o'clock at night. Sheykh Jabber is sitting on a soft carpet with a soft,

A Princess full of power and authority, dominion, authority, in a kind of watchful gesture she took one of the grapes in a beautiful tray in front of her and handed it to the fetus with that

"Jabber. When are you going?"

Bending his head over his shoulders he slowly looked up and moved his lips gently he said.

"jib".

he said briefly, straightening his hips over the tummy tuck next to her,

Carefully filter.

"Are you going to Umaymah?"

Kanshi turns the women around a.

Her head snapped into the filter.

"I look like a sleeping dog Saida morning".

He shook his head and said respectfully.

"God bless us."

Amin said and he left.

Koda goes back to his part. In the living room, he finds Jakadiya, she sees him bowing a little even though the dish is slowly preventing her from doing so.

"Akarmakallahu, it is Umaymah who is looking for you, she is calling your line and she is asking me to bring you the phone."

Kanshi nodded slightly, he said.

"Ummi told her to be patient until morning."

Surprised the ambassador said.

"How are you, Sheikh?"

Kanshi nodded to her sign eh fly.

"Well, no offense I'll tell her".

Then she turned and went back to her quarters.

Sheikh Jaber, on the other hand, stopped his servants at the door.

You are calm and he looks at them with that.

"King of the gate, withdraw the servants who are following Jalal and Jamil. Go back to your quarters. There is no need for this search. If I need you, Ummi will inform you."

Inside respect they say.

"To Sheykh". then he turned and headed inside.

They, in turn, turned around.

He even went straight to his bathroom and took a shower with his ablution in his bathroom which was a better week.

Everything in the bathroom is frosted glass, the bathroom is made of glass, with a large drawer glass full of small body parts such as vets boxes and pants and towels and bath towels and beautiful expensive. very soft, then 3 qtr and perfumes with Brosh and locks and other accessories needed to shave private part. Everywhere I look in the bathroom.

After the show, he planned to sleep in a soft, cute, expensive jacket.

At his royal bed, he sits,

His eyes were fixed on his cell phone in the bedside drawer.

slowly his hand took one of them which brought light, signs are called,

He whispered in his ear with silence.

On the other hand, an old Arabian girl yelled at him to come in and she called him but he did not answer.

He slowly rolled his eyes and rolled over on the softness of his bed and couch, which Jamil always corrected, in Arabic he said.

"Sitti Rajan!"

they all fell silent, and there he continued to speak in Arabic,

32 seconds before answering the call,

you are looking for a sleeping bag.

he town in the morning and about eleven o'clock in the afternoon.

This is his return from the palace,

He enters his living room in the living room next to his house and calls Umaymah on his cell phone.

Seeing that it was a video call, he answered the call and placed the phone on the Glass Stull in front of his chair.

The face of a beautiful woman appeared on the face of the phone, coldly staring into his eyes as he gently pressed his neck against his shoulders.

"Jazlaan". Kanshi rolled over a little and turned his head slowly.

"Jazlaan, Umaymah, when will I become Jazlaan? When will Jazlaan be content with our lives?"

A heartbreaking smile accompanies that.

"God willing, soon."

Slowly he closed his eyes in the cold he said.

"Umaymah, come before we go, I want to meet you".

In a collection of care and intense love filter.

"What is your problem?"

Gently he said.

"Ya Jafar.