I then went with Abu Bakr into his home (carrying that saddle) and there I saw his daughter ʿAisha Lying in a bed because of heavy fever and I saw her father Abu Bakr kissing her cheek and saying, "How are you, little daughter?"
وَقَالَ كَيْفَ أَنْتِ يَا بُنَيَّةُ
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