YARİMAN HAFSA
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  • Reads 13,176
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  • Parts 57
  • Time 5h 49m
Complete, First published May 13, 2021
A 1950's Love Story

Labarin Rayuwar Yarima Idriss, ɗan Sarkin Bauchi, tare da wata fitsararriyar yarinya me suna Hafsa.

Ku biyo domin ku ji yadda zata ƙaya


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