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Twenty eight.
QUEENSTOWN, NEW ZEALAND.
Bushra yawned the next morning hearing no sound coming from the room next to hers nor around the whole suite which means the couple left the house, good for them. She don't want to waste another day self wallowing, she shall see what is out there for her and get her daughter a lot more things. Oops, she totally forgot about buying souvenirs for the people back at home. Ya Allah, how could she be so centered in getting between Zara and Mika'il to think about the loving people back at home, so with that thought in mind, she stood up to write down what she wants.
Taking her sketchpad, she was about to write their names and what she thinks is the best for them when an idea of a gown came to her mind, she couldn't hold back when
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