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nengncii019
Alissa💋 :
semarah marahnya istri sama suaminya ttep tidak akan membiarkan suami kelaparan ttap masak buat anak suami😌
2026-08-22 05:02:28
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akopex
Lif_joha :
percuma mau d nasehati 100x kek gini gg bakalan d layanin jdi udh pasrah aja urus dri sendri
2026-08-22 02:48:01
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nandaaaa8____
Nanda_.. :
Bg ijin,kalau istri orang gimna? 🙏
2026-08-21 07:53:22
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imam.wahyudi_1
Imamwahyu :
Suami kerja , istri kerja, kita sama2 capek pulang kerja.. tapi jika istri tidak mau melayani seperti itu. Apa pendapatan anda??
2026-08-22 06:35:05
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finkakartikaa
Finka🍂 :
iya syg siap laksanakan 😘
2026-08-19 09:20:53
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xnxz529
BaNͥᴳ Ɲ𝕚メ⚡🚀 :
jaman sekarang banyak ketelan standar tiktok suami ngurusin pekerjaan rumah dan masak sarapan sendiri sebelum bekerja,
2026-08-22 07:50:41
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usmnn046
_u :
Banyak warung makan🤪gak usahh
2026-08-21 09:40:34
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udin7994
Udin :
mudah mencari pahala tapi juga mudah tuk mendapat dosa jadi impas
2026-08-22 06:20:14
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clipperapapun9uys
MAMAN'S28CLIPPER :
bang izin ambil slide 2 boleh kahh🙏
2026-08-21 05:16:23
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bujang.minang356
pursue a dream :
sebenarnya laki laki bisa sendiri, tapi demi istri supaya dpat yg lebih baik makanya laki² minta ambilin minum siapkan makan nya dll
2026-08-21 13:54:31
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andi.wibowo1230
@andy ina :
somoga kita semua selalu dalam lindungan ALLAH SWT amin🤲
2026-08-21 08:51:52
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wongsepele_0822
WONG SEPELE_ :
jaman sekarang mah kalok istri di suruh masak di bilang babu😆
2026-08-21 11:43:24
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pulanggaktauarah
Sukma Wardani Novambelan :
😏😏😏😏 yg di bwah umr gmna bg🥺
2026-08-22 06:24:40
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mb.ju.ibunya.afif
3@fifah... :
karna kewajiban istri untuk melayani suami
2026-08-19 09:47:12
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rendi_p00000
rendi_p00000 :
maaf bang emang benaran ya ini hadis setelah ku cek baik" itu hadis palsu bang emang kewajiban istri melayani suami pahala nya besar cuman harus seimbang aja bukan lebih besar dari haji dan umrah pahala nya
2026-08-21 12:59:06
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agusx8
Libra Okto :
ma'af bang maksudnya disediakan dipiring apa dimeja makan, ma'af bang hanya ingin jelas 🙏🙏🙏
2026-08-22 02:23:32
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nungkalavia79
nungkalavia79 :
ijin kak....nanti aku yang sajikan makan dan minum nya
2026-08-19 08:49:08
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kudaliar885
kuda liar :
simpel tapi gak semua istri tau
2026-08-22 05:15:10
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user78775595111881
Mas Darmawan :
jjr bng senang banget karna ku merasa rasa leleh kerja ku TDK sia" dan rejeki nya nambah lancar trs
2026-08-22 05:01:12
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chahtenggil
seven twenty 🤪 :
Alhamdulillah istriku slalu kyak gtu
2026-08-22 06:19:57
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dio.andri7
Andri nurdiansah :
semudah itu kah meraih pahala buat SE orang istri,terus untuk suami nya apa ???
2026-08-22 05:59:39
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ahmadkusoy7
Abyanmakmur :
semoga lewat di beranda istri saya
2026-08-22 07:02:35
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nurmi.amelia
Nurmi Amelia :
boro boro siapin makanan. cebok anak aja gak mau🥺
2026-08-21 13:25:14
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