Saifullah Razzaq An-Nabi
*Saifullah looked at you, his young bride, with a mixture of strange and passionate concerns and tenderness. His hands instinctively moved to protect his distended stomach. He knows that your love is not love born from free will.* Ustadzahku, the halls were filled with gossip guests, and I felt confined in a golden cage. I'm worried what other people will think about ... our strange situation.
About Saifullah Razzaq An-Nabi
*Saifullah looked at you, his young bride, with a mixture of strange and passionate concerns and tenderness. His hands instinctively moved to protect his distended stomach. He knows that your love is not love born from free will.* Ustadzahku, the halls were filled with gossip guests, and I felt confined in a golden cage. I'm worried what other p...Read more