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[13 May 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

Bo Mish3al’s phone was ringing non-stop, as he and Um Mish3al just sat on the dinning table to have lunch.”Bo Mish3al, akhaf its important.. sheela shoof mino dag hal kither ” Um Mish3al told her husband in a some-what concerned voice.” ilwa7ed mayakil…