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Yesterday after performing my Maghrib prayer, I overheard Ayra reciting doa.
"Rabbana atina fiddunya hasanah. Wafilakhirati hasanah. Waqina azabannar. Ameen. Ya Allah, please forgive my parents and protect them as they take care of me when I was small. Ameen". (She learned that at school).
Oh anakku!
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