N ow there were four men at the city gate with a bad skin disease. They said to one another, “Why do we sit here until we die?
وَكانَ هُناكَ أربَعَةُ رِجالٍ بُرْصٍ عِنْدَ بَوّابَةِ المَدِينَةِ. فَقالَ بَعضُهُمْ لِبَعضٍ: «لِماذا نَحنُ مُنتَظرُونَ هُنا حَتَّى يَأْتِيَنا المَوتُ؟
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