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﮼عیسەی﮼چەمچەماڵ💎.
﮼عیسەی﮼چەمچەماڵ💎.
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n.fazil
n.fazil :
تکاتە ئەو تێکستە لە رێخراوەکانی ufc دانێن بۆ پشتگیری نامۆ. /Namo Fazil is not just a UFC fighter; he carries the voice, pride, and hopes of an entire people with him into the Octagon. 🟥☀️🟩 We are not asking for anything unreasonable. We simply want Namo to be able to enter the Octagon proudly representing his identity and carrying the Flag of Kurdistan. The Kurdish flag is not just a piece of cloth to us. It represents our history, our identity, our struggles, our hopes, and the unity of millions of Kurdish people around the world. 🌍❤️If Namo enters the Octagon with the Kurdish flag, thousands of Kurds across the world will feel represented in that moment. This is a dream for Namo and for many people who stand behind him. UFC, please understand what this moment means to us and allow Namo to proudly carry the Flag of Kurdistan. ❤️☀️💚 You can take a flag from our hands, but you can never take it from our hearts.
2026-08-19 17:28:59
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san.shexsardar
SaN🔥 :
Namo Fazil, you are always a winner in the eyes of your Kurdish brothers. We are not here only to cheer for your victories or to fear your defeats. That was enough—the whole hall was filled with the name of Kurd and Kurdistan, under the name of a great Kurdish man representing our Kurdistan. We will always stand behind you, in victory and in defeat. Kurdish power! . NAMO FAZIL KURD U KURDISTANY❤️🌞💚.
2026-08-19 17:05:10
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ebrhem14
🥀🍂ئيبراهـيم🕊️💔 :
پشت به خوا ☝🏻🦅
2026-08-19 18:34:55
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kalarem.31
📜💤تنهایی :
نامۆ نەیهـــێشت ئێمە بخەوین کەچی خۆیان: خەوان🥺
2026-08-19 16:30:55
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slemane118282
کورە دڵسۆزەکە :
نانا پێم خۆش بوو 😂😂
2026-08-19 13:33:22
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mala11189
﮼قژلول👾🖤. :
بژی
2026-08-19 17:09:04
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t8ws.71
𐌔𐋅𐌄𐋄 ᒣ𐌀𐌁O🦦 :
دێتەوە🔥🤌🏻
2026-08-19 17:37:22
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gelanranyay
Ğâýĺâñ :
2026-08-19 19:01:07
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abo.surchi1
عەبۆ سورچی :
١٠٠ جار کەتی ١٠١ جار هەستەوە شێرە نامۆ❤️
2026-08-19 17:55:54
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hama_bmw310
حەمە🖤 :
شیری
2026-08-19 20:26:49
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es_ayub
.﮼ئەیوب﮼تەک🖤 :
براوەکە براوە نەبوو دۆراوەکە براوە بوو جونکە روی راستی ئەوانەی بۆدەرکەو کەلە دەوروو بەری بون.!🖤
2026-08-19 18:57:22
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Hayley’s POV Charlotte loved her days off. Not because she got to sleep in—she rarely ever did with two daughters who believed the sun personally invited them to start causing trouble at six in the morning. But because days off meant family days. No work. No meetings. No emails. Just Engfa, Becky, Sonya and whatever chaos the three of them inevitably created. She had planned everything. Pancakes for breakfast. A movie marathon in the living room and cookies in the afternoon because Sonya had been begging to bake all week. Maybe a walk to the park if the weather stayed nice. It wasn't anything extravagant. It was just... home. Exactly what she'd been looking forward to after one exhausting week. Charlotte smiled to herself as she slowly opened her eyes. The bedroom was still dim, the curtains swaying gently with the morning breeze. She reached across the bed. Empty. She frowned. "...Eng?" A muffled giggle echoed from downstairs. Then another. Then— "MAMA! THAT'S CHEATING!" Charlotte smiled. They'd already started. Of course they had. She pushed herself up…and immediately regretted it. The room spun. Not violently. Just enough to make her freeze. "That's odd." She closed her eyes for a moment. Maybe she had gotten up too fast. It happens. She took a slow breath and stood anyway. Her knees felt strangely weak. Every joint ached, even her shoulders hurt. She frowned. "Why does everything..." She rubbed the back of her neck. "...hurt?" Maybe she'd slept in a weird position. That had to be it. Ignoring the strange feeling crawling through her body, Charlotte walked toward the bathroom. Halfway there, her stomach lurched. "Oh..." She barely made it. Downstairs...Engfa was currently losing a pillow fight. Spectacularly. "I surrender!" she laughed as Becky tackled her from one side while Sonya climbed onto her back. "You can't surrender!" "Why not?" "Because villains don't get to surrender!" "I'm the villain?" "You stole my dinosaur!" "I borrowed him!" "You kidnapped him!" Engfa gasped dramatically. "I have the right to remain adorable." "No, you don't!" "I think I do." "Nope!" Another pillow flew across the room and smacked Engfa square in the face. She laughed so hard she almost rolled off the couch. Then...Silence. The girls looked toward the stairs. "Where's Mommy?" Becky asked. "Still sleeping, probably." Before either girl could say another word, a sound echoed from upstairs. Engfa's smile disappeared. She knew that sound. She had heard it enough times whenever the girls got sick. Throwing up. Without another word, she stood. The girls watched her. "Mama?" "Stay here." "Why?" "I'll be right back." She was already halfway up the stairs. Charlotte was kneeling on the bathroom floor when Engfa quietly pushed the door open. "Baby?" Charlotte looked over her shoulder. Her face had lost almost all its color, and her eyes were watery. She looked absolutely miserable. "...Hi." Engfa was beside her in an instant. "Oh, sweetheart..." Charlotte leaned against her without thinking. "I don't feel very good." "I can see that." Charlotte gave a weak laugh. "I think..." She swallowed. "...I think I have the flu." Engfa rested a hand against Charlotte's forehead. "You're burning up." "I'm also freezing." Charlotte shivered despite the fever. "My body hurts. My head hurts. My stomach hurts. I think even my eyelashes hurt." Despite everything, Engfa smiled softly. "Your eyelashes?" Charlotte nodded pitifully. "They're trying their best." "Oh, baby..." Engfa kissed the side of her head. "You stay right here." "I'm okay." "No." "I can—" "No." Charlotte sighed. "You're using the voice." "The voice works." "It really does." Engfa helped her stand. The second Charlotte was on her feet, the hallway tilted again, and she stumbled. Engfa caught her immediately. "I've got you." "I'm fine." "No, you're not." "I'm just dizzy." "No, you're not." Charlotte blinked. "That's not even the right response." "I know. But you're still not fine." She couldn't even argue ❗️CONTINUATION NEXT POST❗️ #fanfiction #englotau #englot #sonyasarannphat #beckyarmastrong

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