Filinta Mustafa Episode 2 In Urdu Subtitles by Makkitv
Subtitles in Urdu for Filinta Mustafa Episode 2 You have lulled Byzantium to sleep. They’ve lost the ability to take their heads out of the fortresses where they’ve been hiding for so long, challenge you, and read. You were familiar with seventy-two countries. You gave them access to your heart. It is to establish a state. May God bless you on this special day. Amine! If God permits, amen! Hopefully, by illuminating our road with the light of Islam, we will arrive at our destination.
Remember, Osman Bey, that your destination is hidden in your dream, which was foretold to you.
As Balasagun’s Yusuf Has Habib put it, “You will follow the road of your heart’s inclination.” On the holy route you have arrived, may you be on the ceremonial, truth, and justice. Hopefully! Hopefully. Your caftan will likely tear because it’s too tight for you. May you be awarded the state that you see in your dreams. Amine. Subtitles in Urdu for Filinta Mustafa Episode 2
Let the moon that came out of your chest in your dream and which you told me about be the light of the world’s ruling generation. Pied! My crepe juice is on its way! Bala should be notified. In Söüt, Osman Bey informed him. Come on, relax, and leave. Come on, Alaca, hurry up! OK. Give me a good son, Lord. Give a good gift, son.
Bala lady, this is a divine miracle. My Bala is running!
The pangs of Malhun chick have begun; please help her catch up! Bala, my Bala! Hi. Are you all right? I’m perfectly fine. I’m perfectly fine. Let’s get this party started! Osman Bey, Osman Bey, Osman Bey, O Osman Bey, Osman Bey, Osman Bey, O You ought to. It’s time for the malhun girl to take the stage. So, what are your thoughts… Thank you, Allah! Malhun, clench your teeth! Our generation has reason to be hopeful. Subtitles in Urdu for Filinta Mustafa Episode 2 Our son is delighted that he will have a lion-like father and a two-mother! Lets! Come on, hurry, be quick! Come on, and you know you want to.
bismillahirrahmanirrahim. Oh, my goodness! Oh, my goodness!
Brother! Let’s say, how are you feeling? My brother is in his ear, and he’s in his ear. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, Girl, Allan will give us children. Not one, not three, and certainly not five. First and foremost, may Cerkutay bless you with good children. I’m hoping you’re the sun in my eyes. Please, Lord, give me a son who will be worthy of my generation. Also, don’t deprive my Bala of a child. Osman Bey, your son, was born healthy. His mother is equally admirable. Honey.