One daughter, one of them is only two men. The girls covered the face of the necklace, all around. Each stood in candlelight hands, in two parallel lines, to greet the groom. In the middle of the two rows, Hasan Kuboetta pulls up and pulls up to the end of the stage. He got himself beside him. This time, both of the girls have seen the goodbye with the veil of niqab. Do not fall in the eyeballs of the taste of Hassan Looks like a man is so beautiful, whether he is man or not.

There is a buzz in the girls. Everyone wants to go to the boy. Sitting next to me. A little cuddle Holding his hand, holding down his chest. Nobody likes to kiss his neck and kiss him. Everyone looks like the thrill of the thrill of seeing Hasan. Someone thinks that whatever the person thinks, the person will sit on his lap and run away. The desire of the bride is present in the heart of the bride. Holding the responsibility of holding yourself up.

Sixteen to sixty-two daughters of the same state. Laz shame is no longer left One of the heads of the head of the nikab was looking at the face of Hasan. The purpose of opening the niqab is another. The girls Baura have made their face look laughing to the face laughing. If you look for a smile, if you take a look at him, you can be his father.

The rows were fixed and they were standing. Now the stairs were broken and they broke. Hassanake screwed through the hood Everyone is looking forward to his face towards the moon face. Some people lick lips with tongue. Someone or an eye is able to point a blind eye.

Another person sticks his own teeth on his lips and gushes out the blood. And a silver-colored euphemism says, you are the moon of the sky, the ocean? Where is your house? Who or your lover?