Buku Hijrah
- LECTURAS 9
- Votos 8
- Partes 3
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Última publicación vie, feb 3, 2023
assalamualaikum
hy semuanya
hm mungkin di buku hijrah ini akan ada beberapa larangan yang tidak/belum kalian ketahui jadi saya ingin membuat sedikit larangan dari Islam apapun itu, hm yuk kita belajar sama sama, disini saya juga tidak terlalu mengetahuinya tetapi bisa kita pelajari bersama.
jika saya ada salah dalam mengetik tidak sesuai dengan apa yang kalian ketahui jadi tolong tegur saya ya teman teman.
semoga ini menjadi awal yang baik bagi saya dan teman teman.
*BISMILLAH*
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𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒓, 𝑇𝑤𝑠𝑡 𝑣𝑎𝑟.
·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳❝𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒊𝒂, '𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅.❞ ✩*⢄⢁✧ --------- ✧⡈⡠*✩ 𝙒𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥? 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘩𝘪𝘫𝘢𝘣𝘪? 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳? 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒇𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕. ✩*⢄⢁✧ --------- ✧⡈⡠*✩ ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒓, 𝑇𝑤𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑊𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑥 𝐻𝑖𝑗𝑎𝑏𝑖! 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟. ·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳❝𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏' 𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒊𝒏' 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒅.❞ (Pls just give it a chance I'm bad at typing descriptions ☹️)
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