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Message - Aisha, Farji - Idris Al-Sarraj - Assault, imprisonment

Title	Message - Aisha, Farji - Idris Al-Sarraj - Assault, imprisonment
Author	Aisha, my vagina
Author Original	عائشة، فرجي
Publication Date:	25/01/1870 — 22/10/1286
Publication Place	- Aisha, my vagina
Subject	Assault imprisonment
Type	Document
Language	Arabic
Digital	Yes
Manuscript	No
Library:	King Abdul-Aziz Al Saoud Foundation for Islamic Studies and Human Sciences
Record ID	display2815
Date	25/01/1870 — 22/10/1286
Notes	Praise be to God alone, the glory of what we have, may God bless you. May peace, mercy, and blessings of God be upon you. May God grant him victory. We love from God and from you. May God bless us in you. We love you. Peace be with me. The lamp is in front of this wall. To the time in the children of Prince Bennani. Our Shu’a feast was narrated, so he turned to Qif and they returned them with stones. He brought them back to the stone. He brought them back until the roof was broken. We mourned for the sons of Prince Bennani. The plot is thrown at her, come on, the anal, palm on palm on plot, we bless them. They throw a fist at their plot. Here is our master, God, who will replace us and kill us in glory and his life for it. He leaves us for plot to enjoy and not be miserable. So that they may have a goal for the Eid of Shu'ana with something comfortable, and they will complain among themselves. I hope he rules them, so tomorrow he will cause our master to leave them without judgment. And the anvil would have been brown and could be blamed. The rooster of the day has come back and does not let us, may God have mercy on him, and he has made a fool of him. Why did he poop with your face? We will dance. We will call out illnesses until he dies. May God have mercy on him. We will wait for you. No, be with the soul of God. He will guard your guidance. We will dance. They are cursing and even on perfumes. And for a day they buried me. They crawled for words or books. May God leave you for us. He will make us in you the blessing. The sorrow stings me, so we write you without talking to them. And here it is for a quarantine that will reach you that we have returned them and summer. Accompany you until he sees the ceiling, so we can see him there, and it is necessary and necessary. Aisha wrote and saved them for a good executor. Talk to me. Abha spoke to us. Abha slammed the door in them, and peace. Praise be to God alone, our beloved earthly jurist, Mr. Idris al-Sarraj. May the peace and mercy of God be upon you. Other than our Master, God. And then, look at what the daughter of our Master, Al-Mu’tazz Billah, wrote about him, about the audacity of those who mentioned about him, and hasten to rebuke this one, and he exaggerated in rebuking them for their actions, and the most severe rebuke is not I failed to do so with determination, love and peace, and on Shawwal 22, 1286 and the summer of high standing, in God’s name, I was relieved.
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Message - Aisha, Farji - Idris Al-Sarraj - Assault, imprisonment

Author Aisha, my vagina

Author Original عائشة، فرجي

Publication Date 25/01/1870 — 22/10/1286

Publication Place - Aisha, my vagina

Subject Assault imprisonment

Type Document

Language Arabic

Digital Yes

Manuscript No

Library King Abdul-Aziz Al Saoud Foundation for Islamic Studies and Human Sciences

Record ID display2815

Date 25/01/1870 — 22/10/1286

Notes Praise be to God alone, the glory of what we have, may God bless you. May peace, mercy, and blessings of God be upon you. May God grant him victory. We love from God and from you. May God bless us in you. We love you. Peace be with me. The lamp is in front of this wall. To the time in the children of Prince Bennani. Our Shu’a feast was narrated, so he turned to Qif and they returned them with stones. He brought them back to the stone. He brought them back until the roof was broken. We mourned for the sons of Prince Bennani. The plot is thrown at her, come on, the anal, palm on palm on plot, we bless them. They throw a fist at their plot. Here is our master, God, who will replace us and kill us in glory and his life for it. He leaves us for plot to enjoy and not be miserable. So that they may have a goal for the Eid of Shu'ana with something comfortable, and they will complain among themselves. I hope he rules them, so tomorrow he will cause our master to leave them without judgment. And the anvil would have been brown and could be blamed. The rooster of the day has come back and does not let us, may God have mercy on him, and he has made a fool of him. Why did he poop with your face? We will dance. We will call out illnesses until he dies. May God have mercy on him. We will wait for you. No, be with the soul of God. He will guard your guidance. We will dance. They are cursing and even on perfumes. And for a day they buried me. They crawled for words or books. May God leave you for us. He will make us in you the blessing. The sorrow stings me, so we write you without talking to them. And here it is for a quarantine that will reach you that we have returned them and summer. Accompany you until he sees the ceiling, so we can see him there, and it is necessary and necessary. Aisha wrote and saved them for a good executor. Talk to me. Abha spoke to us. Abha slammed the door in them, and peace. Praise be to God alone, our beloved earthly jurist, Mr. Idris al-Sarraj. May the peace and mercy of God be upon you. Other than our Master, God. And then, look at what the daughter of our Master, Al-Mu’tazz Billah, wrote about him, about the audacity of those who mentioned about him, and hasten to rebuke this one, and he exaggerated in rebuking them for their actions, and the most severe rebuke is not I failed to do so with determination, love and peace, and on Shawwal 22, 1286 and the summer of high standing, in God’s name, I was relieved.

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