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Umm-al-Dhegdheeriyaa

Umm-al-Dhegdheeriyaa

Run and I’ll catch you and eat you alive
It was an unfortunate love in their fortunate world. It was indeed a forbidden love. Unfortunately, @Jaydaan and @Afrique knew their love was coming to an end. They had to quickly think of a plan to preserve their sacred love.

Afrique lifted Jaydaan’s chin, tears streaming down her face, almost like an autumn leaf descending into the pits of hell. She began to stroke the edge of his bidaar and hoarsely said:
“My sweet Jomeo, our two qabiils hate each other, but you and I are deeply in love”. Lifting his uncut and dirty nails, he wiped her tears. This utmost infuriated her: “IM A NAAG NOOOL DO YOU UNDERSTAND: I can wipe my own tears”. It was such a shocking scene that Jaydaan knelt down before her and began sucking his thumb, he insisted:
“I’m scared of what’s going to happen between our families, please tuck me into bed Afruliet ”. In such a bridal and charismatic fashion, Afrique lifted Jaydaan, holding him as if he were her child. Their maid @Basra stared at them, her mouth froze in a gaping position. Soon they made their way into Afrique’s room, where they saw both their fathers awaiting them. Afriques father pushed Jaydaan off her and in a screaming tone said: “you didn’t give us enough mehr, how is my daughter suppose to stomach that thing, and on top of that we hate your qabiil”.
Jaydaan’s father lifted his sword and pierced it into Afrique, all the while complaining: “Your man looking daughter doesn’t deserve a penny of our fortune, How dare you with your langaab qabiil insult our name”. This infuriated Jaydaan as he grabbed a sword and pierced it into his father, and ended it all by piercing himself. Maid Basra opened the door slightly and saw their mounted dead bodies. She sniggered with herself: “those idiots and their pathetic love story, I planned all of this”, her laughter intensified, “I can’t believe it! I called their fathers in, I planned it all, if my husband rejects me, no one gets a happy ending”.

In their world, happy endings cease to exist. Apparently, a portrait of @Basra smirking can still be witnessed in their castle.
 
M

Macalin M

Out here
Jiron said:
@Shmurda, the son of a pharmacist and a beloved school teacher, he grew up in a modest home, just outside the Toronto suburbs, surrounded by encouraging siblings and parents that let him express himself as long as his grades were high and his chores were done.

'sugar foot, did you give the apple to Ms T"

'yes hooyo, I placed it right on her desk as I checked out my plants in horticulture class, they are growing mighty fine, all it needed was more direct sun light and the photosynthesis took over"

"fariid waaxid, that is why you are such a joy, I left you some cookies and milk down stairs, go and enjoy it baby"

He walked with absolute grace and eloquence, praised by neighbors and envied by kids his age, as he was the poster boy of the neighborhood and the leader of the boys scout with merit badges unseen in decades decorated in his tucked in shirt and neatly combed hair. Sharmaake was unimpressed with with the opinions of others and all the awards he won, to him, being a good person and doing the right thing came natural to him. This was not an act.

However, during his free time, he often listened to explicit rap music, contrast to his public image, particular from new york boroughs, as they had a habit of adding the prefix 'shh' to words, money becomes shhmoney, murder become shhmurda, ice-cream becomes shhh-cream. This word play was something he took a liking to, although he let the desert eagle spray in his imagination, in actuality he would rather give you a firm hand shake and a bright smile. There's no need to be scared or bothered by his posts because in real life, his is loved and cherished.

no doubt, we are looking at a future leader some day. :)
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You listen to them Brooklyn niggas?
 
J

Jaydaan

VIP
Umm-al-Dhegdheeriyaa said:
It was an unfortunate love in their fortunate world. It was indeed a forbidden love. Unfortunately, @Jaydaan and @Afrique knew their love was coming to an end. They had to quickly think of a plan to preserve their sacred love.

Afrique lifted Jaydaan’s chin, tears streaming down her face, almost like an autumn leaf descending into the pits of hell. She began to stroke the edge of his bidaar and hoarsely said:
“My sweet Jomeo, our two qabiils hate each other, but you and I are deeply in love”. Lifting his uncut and dirty nails, he wiped her tears. This utmost infuriated her: “IM A NAAG NOOOL DO YOU UNDERSTAND: I can wipe my own tears”. It was such a shocking scene that Jaydaan knelt down before her and began sucking his thumb, he insisted:
“I’m scared of what’s going to happen between our families, please tuck me into bed Afruliet ”. In such a bridal and charismatic fashion, Afrique lifted Jaydaan, holding him as if he were her child. Their maid @Basra stared at them, her mouth froze in a gaping position. Soon they made their way into Afrique’s room, where they saw both their fathers awaiting them. Afriques father pushed Jaydaan off her and in a screaming tone said: “you didn’t give us enough mehr, how is my daughter suppose to stomach that thing, and on top of that we hate your qabiil”.
Jaydaan’s father lifted his sword and pierced it into Afrique, all the while complaining: “Your man looking daughter doesn’t deserve a penny of our fortune, How dare you with your langaab qabiil insult our name”. This infuriated Jaydaan as he grabbed a sword and pierced it into his father, and ended it all by piercing himself. Maid Basra opened the door slightly and saw their mounted dead bodies. She sniggered with herself: “those idiots and their pathetic love story, I planned all of this”, her laughter intensified, “I can’t believe it! I called their fathers in, I planned it all, if my husband rejects me, no one gets a happy ending”.

In their world, happy endings cease to exist. Apparently, a portrait of @Basra smirking can still be witnessed in their castle.
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I was with you until my dad ended @Afrique. He did the right thing. But me ending me for her? Naaah no way. Should be me then attacking her old man then me and my dad discussing a plan to ambush rest of her qabil with using @Basra as bait
 
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