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To the Prince Egypt

✿═══════════════* Prince of Egypt... Part Ten https://mihraskoduvally123.blogspot.com/2022/01/blog-post_11.html ✿═══════════════✿ mihraskoduvally123.blogspot.com https://www.instagram.com/invites/contact/?i=o7hsgxz71i40&utm_content=8ex74zs The divine poem of love has swept away all the thoughts of the wife. Yusuf stands out as the face of the Prophet in every sight. Love is the ultimate meaning that cannot be hidden for longThe inconsistency began to be revealed. The pallor on Salikha Bewi's face also proved that something was wrong in her mind. One day Salikha Bewi's foster mother told them like this. "Saleeq, you are always restless. Your body seems to be very tired. Are you suffering from any disease? Have you suffered any injury or injury anywhere? If not, then this fatigue and emaciationThere needs to be a reason. Whatever it is, we can find a solution for it. Bivi started saying .I have pain .It is true .But there is no cure for it .That pain is not going away . You have been so sad since you saw that Abranian slave. What I said is not true? You know this miserable condition of mine at least now. But I have been suffering from this pain for seven years. I have endured it till now..But don't reveal this secret of mine to anyone.Who knows what will happen if Aziz gets to know this information? What wonder is this? Your love portion depends only on your nurse and is under your control, yet you are sad like this, isn't it in vain? Sadness has become inevitable in me. You will not know the true state of our relationship, Um.I am careless .If I start to say something, I usually keep silent or answer only seriously.I have not got a chance to open my heart. If he hesitates to talk, don't talk. You should reveal your femininity with special clothes and jewelry. Who is there a young woman who can match your beauty and excellence. I have tried it all. He didn't even look at my situationEven if Umma wakes him up, I can't. According to the wife's request, the foster mother went to Prophet Yusuf and told everything. The Prophet told them things with great love. "Don't be deceived. You must understand my relationship with Salikha. I am Salikha's slave. Especially Aziz has accepted me as his grandson. I have no position to tarnish the love and trust he has placed in me.Not even a single thought of breach of loyalty arises in me. They informed the wife of all the things Prophet Yusuf had said. Although she was very upset, the wife decided that she should talk to Prophet Yusuf directly. So they approached Prophet Yusuf and begged directly to find a solution to their emotional problems. The Prophet replied like this. "I do not know of any duty except that which is the duty of a slave on occasion. . . .I must fulfill whatever task is assigned to me.Also do not force me to do anything I do not deserve.I agree to stay in this palace. Prophet Yusuf's direct answer made his wife more in pain. Still, his wife did not stop. She was thinking of every way to fulfill her wish.I was excited. One day, on the advice of the foster mother, the wife sent Prophet Yusuf to a garden near the royal palace. According to Salikha's command, there were many beautiful women who were ready to care for him. Prophet Yusuf was walking here and there smelling the fragrance of the blossoming flowers in the garden. Beautiful maids to attract himHe was also eager to make him the favorite of Salikha. However, Prophet Yusuf was not at all excited by the pageantry of those young jewels. He walked only enjoying the color and smell of the garden in the beauty of nature. Still, the young bells continued their efforts. But none of their anger was enough to divert the attention of Prophet Yusuf. In one of the fields of The Prophet was not ready to put it.*to be continued* ✍🏻mihras koduvally

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