《✿ Khuda Ka Shukr Kaise Karun ✿ || HOW TO THANK GOD ||》✿ A BEAUTIFUL GIRL ✿
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بِسْمِ ٱللَّهِ ٱلرَّحْمَٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ
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In the name of Allah, the Entirely Merciful, the Especially Merciful.
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Episode - 5
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A beautiful girl, aged 20 to 21, wearing a long mustard-colored coat, a high-neck amber-colored t-shirt, and jeans, stood by her red-colored Chevrolet Camaro and watching her watch.
Hello, beautiful lady, I am here. A boy, aged 23 or so, comes up to her, hugs and kisses her cheek.
(Common traditional greetings way in Turkey)
Hello, Hakan, How are you? She turned and responded to him with a smile.
He replied, "I'm good. I am very happy to finally meet you. "
"My honour, let's come on in to my home and give me the pleasure of serving you," he said to her, showing her the way to his home.
But Hakan, I thought we would go for a long drive on this beautiful evening, she said to him.
Definitely, we will go, but first let's meet my family, and when mom knows she never liked that you came and went without meeting with her, so come on, beautiful, Hakan responded with a thought.
Okay, she replied.
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Meet the beautiful, elegant, and gorgeous girl, Aliana Elmas, the only daughter of Mehmet Elmas, who is a business partner and good friend of Humayun Hashmi. She is Hakan's childhood friend. She recently completed her studies at Cambridge University. She has done a B. Sc in Computer Science and came to her family two days ago in Istanbul, Turkey.
(。♡‿♡。)(。♡‿♡。)(。♡‿♡。)
He directed her to sit on the big sofa in the drawing room, then he said, "Alia dear, let me call out my sister-in-law. I know she will be very happy to see you. "
"Gulnaar Sister, please come and see who has come to our home," Hakan summoned her elder sister-in-law, Humayun Hashmi's wife, Gulnaar Begum.
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Who came? She replied to him by coming down the stairs.
Hakan replied to her sister-in-law that Aliana had come.
Oh my God, Aliana, my sweetheart, you finally came. I don't believe in my eyes, she said by seeing her.
Gulnaar, sister, Selam. "I have missed you so much over the last three years," said Alia, and she stood by, seeing her with respect.
"I missed you too, Alia," she replied.
Please sit here. I am going to make and bring your favourite cold coffee. Just wait five minutes. Mrs. Humayun said to her. "And I'm not letting you leave before dinner," she added, then turned to Hakan and said, "Hakan, you haven't taken your dinner; I'm also serving your dinner. You both, please eat."
Alia looks at Hakan and tries to tell him to refuse his sister-in-law that they already have a plan. But Hakan didn't say anything and just smiled and remained silent.
"Sister, we have a plan for a long drive," Alia politely said. We will eat something from the outside. Please don't do anything. Would you please only give me your special cold coffee? I miss it terribly.
Okay, dear, I don't want to spoil your plan. As you wish, she replied.
At that time, Idris and Doll ran after one another, coming through the stairs.
When Doll saw that someone was sitting in the drawing room, she stopped running and said, "Idris, Buddy, see there is someone in the drawing room. Do you know her?
Then Idris saw where Doll pointed out, and said, "I think I know her, but it's hard to recognize. I recall something hazy.
Oh, then, let's go into the drawing room. She replied, "Hakan amca, will introduce her to us."
Okay, let's see. Idris replied, but at the same time Adhan's voice was heard from the nearby mosque.
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Allahu Akbar (four times)
Ashhadu alla ilaha illallah (twice)
Ashhadu anna Muhammadar Rasulullah (twice)...⏭️✨⏭️
Trans:
Allah is the greatest. (Recited four times.)
I bear witness that there is none worthy of worship but Allah. (Recited twice.)
I bear witness that Muhammad is the Messenger of Allah. (Recited twice)...⏭️✨⏭️
By hearing the adhan sound, Idris said, "I have to pray; I'm going to the nearby mosque; I don't want to be late."
"Oh, please don't go," Doll replied with a sharp voice.
It's not possible, dear. It's Muslims' first duty to pray five times a day. Idris tried to understand her and grab her hand.
Okay, I will not talk to you if you go. Doll said it again.
دیکھو میری پیاری گڑیا۔۔۔ میں تمہاری ہر بات مان سکتا ہوں پر یہ کبھی نہیں۔۔۔ میں نماز پڑھنے جا رہا ہوں۔۔۔ ضد مت کرو۔۔۔ میں آؤں گا تو دیکھ لیں گے ٹھیک ہے..
[Look here, Doll. I can do everything you say except this. I'm going to offer prayer. Don't resist anymore. I will come as soon as possible; then we will see, okay.]
Idris spoke to her in a soft voice, but his red face showed that he gets angry. When he gets angry, he doesn't talk in English.
نہیں جانا تم۔۔۔۔
Doll said, "Don't go. If you go, I will never talk to you."
Idris replied, "As you wish," and let go of her hand. Then he goes to get permission from his mother.
Here, Doll goes to meet the beautiful girl who is sitting there in the drawing room with Hakan talking to her. They are laughing together at some funny topics.
When Doll entered the drawing room, her eyes and Aliana's eyes met at the same time. Aliana smiled at her; on the other hand, Doll is very curious to know about her.
Doll to herself, I'm sure she's the same girl Amca spoke with on the phone a while ago, but she's not bad; she's so smart, and why shouldn't she be? She's unquestionably Amca's girlfriend. And I know Amca's choice is the best.
She ran to her uncle and sat on his lap. "Oh my doll, how is your leg? Is it better or does it hurt?" he asked, whispering in her ear.
"I'm fine, Amca," Doll replied in a low voice, "but tell me who she is." she added while seeing the beautiful girl seated in front of her. And her mother, Mrs. Gulnaar, serves coffee. And it's strange because her mother only serves with her hand when someone special comes or when family comes. And there are 13 servants in their home who look after all of this. But as far as her knowledge is concerned, she has never before seen her. Her interest in that girl grows more.
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Here is the fifth episode.
Do you think this beautiful girl is the girlfriend of Hakan?
....You can comment....
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