I Need A Good Friend Of Life

 In the calmness of his nature, he shook his head slightly as his face slightly changed and a voice below said.

"O Jafar! He needs my attention. He does not want me to stay away from him. Umaymah Jalal and Jamil are not smart. The children are not calm.

Gradually the one who called Umaymah reorganized into a collection of care and hope and her Jazlaan's love in a gentle tone she said.

"How long have you been Jazlaan?"

His hands were caressing his hair in a wink and a voice below said.

"Sitti says we will stay there for a long time, and Maimartaba told him directly, and he told Abba directly that they had given me orders."

Take her a little further with that.

"It does not matter, Jazlaan, God willing, nothing will happen to Jafar, if you go and pray for him as usual, God willing, he is under the protection of God."

Kanshi was a little peanut butter,

Because she is not the talk of the town, she is one of the five people in the world who can talk to her for a long time, especially Maimartaba, who is often the talk of the town. Raise it except Sitti and Jadda ".

Silently she watched as he blinked as if he could not speak,

He did not interrupt the call for 3 minutes before moving his lips without opening his eyes.

"Umaymahhhh".

His name is Sheikh Jabeer Habibullah Nuruddeen Bubayero.

Carefully filter.

"Yes Jazlaan".

he sat up slowly facing his phone well, his hands clasped together with that.

"Umaymahhhh Jalal".

In the care of a younger sister she can truly give to her siblings, and the love and affection she has for her nieces and nephews Tata, especially Sheykh, she says gently.

"What did Jalal do?"

Kanshi was a bit nervous about that.

"Umaymahhhh Jalal Balaji, it is more difficult, to want to bring our Ahlinmu something to say.

 Kazuma brought a bottle of wine into the holy realm.

"For Jamil, there is no peace of mind. Wherever he sees a woman, his dancing body will be like a goat's.

A long memory Umaymah's heart softened gently.

"Do not worry, God willing, they will not be harmed, God willing, even if you pray for them and the training you give them."

Kanshi smirked and tapped his lower lip while at the same time his eyebrows turned a different color.

In a weak voice, he said.

"I know Umaymah has nothing to do with it. I know Jalal is not an alcoholic.

He also knew that Jamil was not an adulterer, but in the eyes of the people of the world, he was like a little goat.

"Ya Jafar is not a magician but the people of the world look at him."

Kanshi bowed in a relaxed voice he said.

"They have all been badly stained. In their lives, Umaymah, I will not be scared either. I know there is a scar to look at.

As soon as Umaymah bowed her head down some hot tears of pain and burning in her heart began to flow in her eyes, a hot burst of tears overwhelmed her.

Hearing her cries, Sheikh Jabeer raised his head a little bravely and bravely gave a heartbreaking smile.

Gently he said.

"You and Umaymah, I am sure of your courage and determination to inform you of the plight of your sisters, since she cannot do anything about it."

In the throes of crying.

"Jazlaan, God willing, there is nothing but good in your life, God willing, there is no stain on you."

Now when will you pass Leddy? ".

In a faint voice, he said.

"Tonight I will pass. Tomorrow morning we will pass Saudi Arabia.

Take peanut butter and strain it.

"Ibrahim also said he was about to return."

Kanshi is a bit of a jerk you say.

"Yes, we have done it recently."

Kanshi turned to look at the rest of his phone on the Stull next to him,

The call of the J.S.U student leader is in full swing,

He ignored the call and continued talking to Mum, until he calmed down before leaving.

He rose slowly and calmly, like the great imams. He gently pressed the white of his foot so that when he stepped on it, it looked like blood would leap out.

Entering his room, he unbuttoned his hat and opened a section of his closet to hang on to her ledge.

With a soft whiteShirt on the floor, he went into the bedroom with her,

This is his time of purifications, nothing can stop him from making excuses for being a respectful person during his lifetime or at other times of his life.

Wonka went into the bathroom sink.

He comes out, passes in front of the dressing mirror,

wear it quickly for a while walk his work read.

Even though he was dressed in some very soft clothes and a wagon and his big hit, the clothes were very white, with a warm blue stripe, and the scarf needed a twist on his head that was enough. the soft, black, smooth, and shiny,

His helmet was made of blue ribbons, and his sandals were of royal style.

The Diamond watch in his hand also has the appearance of a bright blue dot,

Then he bent down and picked up two of his wires and put them in the pocket of his robe.

His system bag is carried in his right hand, his left hand, and his sergeant gently stroke up to his straight clean beard which is a little bit beautiful and impressive.

So he came out of his room.

He came out of the living room of his room, which was confined to the house of slaves and servants.

Jamil is in charge of keeping his cousin's secret.

The eye is filled with a kind of fragrant and heart-wrenching fragrance that visits the body and the heart.

Slowly, as far as the dining area, he turned around, feeling the chair tight.

 Jamil Kenan.

Sitting on a chair, you, handed Jamil his system bag.

The answer hangs on his shoulder,

and he came near to his brother,

black Tea mixes it with honey except for bredy which also has honey on its body,

He was able to eat and drink despite the collection. Food and services are provided by Aunty Juwairiyya and for Hajia Mama Hardiman, who is brought in by all Umminshi Jakadiyace, as she enters her living room, not her kitchen, but the three living rooms, including the kitchen and other rooms.

They were soon there, Jamil's phone started ringing, and he quickly picked it up with a loud bang,

Then he narrowed his eyes at the sight of Hammanshi protecting him with the twinkling of his intestines, in a low voice he said.

"My love Sheykh is near".

He finished the sentence with a smile on his face, and the Sheikh rolled his eyes and continued to sip the tea slowly.

And Jamil ate and drank.

The Sheikh, on the other hand, only stared at his younger brother until he saw that his cousin had finished eating.

Then they lined up and came out into the living room,

At the entrance to the main hall, they found the king of the gate and the priests in a row looking at them all bowing down to the ground.

"Takawarka fly son of the Great Yaya grandson of the noble king Nuruddeen grandson to His Highness the Sultan of the Muslims Jalaluddin.

Malam son of Malam Habibullah the blood of the Saudi Imams the successors of the prophets, to the noblest tribe in the world d ... ".

His two hands raised their gestures in response to their greetings and stopped them with their shouts.

As you continue to follow Jamil behind you, the King of the Gate quickly bows down with that.

"Hajia Mama has sent an ambassador to inform you that she needs to see you."

He shook his head and continued walking,