One sunny morning, their grandfather, Abu, handed them a basket each. "Today, we'll pick juicy apples and plums. But first, let's start with Bismillah," he said, smiling.
One sunny morning, their grandfather, Abu, handed them a basket each. "Today, we'll pick juicy apples and plums. But first, let's start with Bismillah," he said, smiling.
One sunny morning, their grandfather, Abu, handed them a basket each. "Today, we'll pick juicy apples and plums. But first, let's start with Bismillah," he said, smiling.
One sunny morning, their grandfather, Abu, handed them a basket each. "Today, we'll pick juicy apples and plums. But first, let's start with Bismillah," he said, smiling.
Once upon a time, in a small village surrounded by lush orchards, lived two curious kids, Ali and Sara. They spent their summer vacation at their grandfather's house, eager to help him with the fruit harvest.
Otnce upon a time, in a small village surrounded by lush orchards, lived two curious kids, Ali and Sara.
Otnce upon a time, in a small village surrounded by lush orchards, lived two curious kids, Ali and Sara. They spent their summer vacation at their grandfather's house, eager to help him with the fruit harvest.
Otnce upon a time, in a small village surrounded by lush orchards, lived two curious kids, Ali and Sara. They spent their summer vacation at their grandfather's house, eager to help him with the fruit harvest.
Otnce upon a time, in a small village surrounded by lush orchards, lived two curious kids, Ali and Sara. They spent their summer vacation at their grandfather's house, eager to help him with the fruit harvest.
Islamic storiesOnce upon a time, in a small village surrounded by lush orchards, lived two curious kids, Ali and Sara. They spent their summer vacation at their grandfather's house, eager to help him with the fruit harvest.
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