Scăpați de problemele spirituale
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Ongoing, First published Dec 17, 2019
Ce mărturie minunată, sunt clare și sunt căsătorită, a fost fericită cu căsătoria mea, nu până când soțul meu a început să asculte bârfa despre mine că nu sunt fidelă juramurilor noastre conjugale, am încercat să-l înțeleg că sunt minciuni, dar a pierdut dragostea, încrederea și încrederea în noi. Așa că am devenit cupluri neplăcute și apoi ne-am completat pentru divorț, mai târziu ne-am despărțit. ani după divorțul nostru, am încercat să trăiesc o viață normală, dar nu am putut, așa că am început o încercare despre cum să-mi revin soțul, apoi am fost menționat, BaBa ogbogo un bărbat grozav și extrem de spiritual care a aruncat o vraja de dragoste pe eu și am făcut ca EX-ul meu să se întoarcă la mine în 48 de ore. Sunt copleșitor, așa că îi las contactul aici pentru cei care au probleme de relație și căsătorie. greatbabaogbogotemple@gmail.com. Luați legătura cu el, El este într-adevăr mare și puternic. De asemenea, ajută în următoarele aspecte ...
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Barakah

49 parts Ongoing

Barakah Amal had escaped Nigeria shortly after the misfortune of encountering Jalal Jali as a teenager. Years since past and unbeknownst to her, she's reluctantly summoned back to wed the man who had ruined her life to protect her family. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .