Tasbih Love In Qatar
The Sun is dimming

The speck of rain that afternoon sounded like the music of sadness in the ears of a beautiful girl in sunglasses who was sitting crying on the navel of her parents. The wet clothes did not necessarily make him move from that place, he was even more soluble in his pill cry.

Her name is Zulaikah Azkadina, an 18-year-old girl who has just completed her education at High School. Today is the graduation day of the girl who is often called Zul, but in an instant it turned into a day of mourning when an ambulance carrying his parents stopped right in front of the house this afternoon.

"Son, let's go home, later you can get sick if this continues," said Anisa, sister of Zulaikha's mother and only answered nods by the girl.

--

Zulaikha sat in her parents' second room after cleaning up. It felt like the tears had run out since then, he just silently looked at the photos of the two parents that he would never see his smile again.

Still vividly remembered the message of her mother and father before visiting her family home in the city a few days ago. "Son, if we go home later, we'll bring you a lot of veils so you can wear them everywhere."

The words of his parents were apparently not playing games, some of the veils actually came with his parents who were lifeless due to an accident. Since then, no more smiles from the beautiful-eyed girl, she was no longer as cheerful as ever, even his plan to wear a veil is now canceled because he is disappointed with the circumstances that he thinks are very unfair.

***

Four years later,

"Mbak Zul, order the meatballs one plus two sweet teas" said one of the regular customers at the village's famous meatball stall.

"Cock two teas, Bang? Do it yourself again," asked the beautiful girl with horse-punched hair while cleaning the table that had just left her customers.

"Yes, my life again feels bland, Ma'am, need a sweet first," replied the man was lethargic.

"patience, Bang. Life is not always sweet, sometimes bland, sometimes bitter, sometimes bitter. But if you eat here, guaranteed to go home and come back to your life immediately so full of taste," said Zulaikha accompanied by laughter at the end of his sentence.

"Yee even promotion, I'm hungry again, so more need intake than advertising."

"Hehehe ashiap, Bang," Zulaikha's grin then immediately behind brought the order.

Before long, Zulaikha arrived with a tray containing one bowl of meatballs and two glasses of sweet tea. He immediately presented on the customer's desk so painstakingly.

"Good fun, Mapan brother. Do not forget to pray before eating, let you not eat a plate with two demons, not romantic but even scary," cerocos girl then immediately ran away.

"Buset was a child, chattering was right," the gentleman smiled slightly at Zulaikha's playful and cheerful behavior.

"Zul, please turn on TV dong, want to see the world cup schedule," pinta Romi one of Zulaikha's colleagues.

"Oh yeah, almost forgot me." Zulaikha immediately turned on the television.

The television is on and shows the world cup schedule which in a matter of a few days will begin. Zulaikha seemed to pay close attention to every detail of his schedule.

"Zul, how are you preparing for your wedding next week?" ask Romi.

"Udah 90% of the preparation, do not forget the dateng well," said the girl with eyes that do not switch from the television screen in front of her.

"Later on your honeymoon to Qatar, it has been a long time since you dreamed of watching the world cup directly, have been saving for 4 years as well, surely the money is already quite tuh," said Romi again.

"Yes that was the plan, the ticket was bought. Watching the ball with husband, duh so sweet," said Zulaikha so excited.

Not without reason, Zulaikha is the only girl who really likes football in the village, Lionel Messy is his favorite footballer. Evidenced from a large collection of photos, jersey to ball that has the signature of the legendary footballer, out of nowhere he got it.

Although he only comes from a simple family, but with his hard work while saving for 4 years, he was finally able to realize his dream to watch the world cup live.

While focusing on watching, a handsome man came entering the meatball stall.

"Pssst, Zul, your future husband came anyway," whispered Romi who also knew Zulaikha's future husband, making the girl look back at him at once.

"Can we talk for a second?" tanyakanya.

"What's up, Surya? Shouldn't we see each other until our wedding day?

Surya, that's how Zulaikha called him, not his real name, just his presence in Zulaikha's life 3 years ago was like the sun in a storm. The sincerity and gentleness of the man managed to restore Zulaikha's joy and make him rise from the slump that had mastered it for one year since he was orphaned.

"I want to cancel this wedding" said Surya slowly.

Zulaikha pegged for a moment, digesting the words of her future husband. "Am I having a birthday now? You don't bring our marriage if again mengeprank, I swear I pause-jedug loh," said the girl while laughing slowly even though her heart began pounding with a bad feeling.

"I'm serious, Zul. I used to accidentally make a mistake with a woman while she was drunk and she came back to me to hold me accountable."

Jdeeers

A thunderclap sounded in the sky that would soon rain, but did not make Zulaikha surprised, because what he heard from the lover was much more shocking. To his surprise, he did not know what to react to.

"I'm sorry, but I have to marry her because I have my seed in her womb. As a woman, you know which one to choose, right?" Surya stared at the beautiful face that now looked so pale.

Zulaikha was still unmoved, he clenched both hands resting on his thighs, so strong that the veins on his white hands were visible.

"I'm sorry, I have to go now, please don't ever see me again" said the man and left without waiting for Zulaikha's reply, even the girl had not had time to answer anything from her painful expression.

Zulaikha stared at the man's departure with tears beginning to gather in her eyes. The sun that once illuminated his life has now dimmed slowly and brought back a dark darkness.

It hurts so much, when the man he used to make as a light in the dark, a protector in times of fear and a healer in times of pain is now away after incising the wound.

For a long time Zulaikha was silent crying over his wounds and the situation was again unfair to him. He then got up from his seat while wiping away the tears that were attached to his cheeks and walked out of the stall.

"Romi, I'm going to go out for a bit" said the girl and then got out and rode her bike somewhere.

--

Fifteen minutes later, Zulaikha arrived in front of a large house that was the home of her ex-husband-to-be. He decided to stand for a moment in front of the fence while calming himself before stepping in.

However, when she was about to step her foot in, she saw her former husband-to-be out of the house while embracing a friendly woman who turned out to be her co-worker at a meatball stall, he was once a double date friend. Even unhappily they embrace and do things they shouldn't do out in the open.

"Ish, you shameless people," said Zukaikha then went to the two lovebirds and made them surprised instead of playing.

Plaques

Plaques

One hard slap successfully landed on each of the man and woman's right cheeks.

"This is for your treachery!"

Bugh

One kick drifted into the man's sensitive area.

"And this is for your breng*** attitude for having dared to vote before the election, which is in the wrong place again."

Zulaikha immediately left the couple who were currently grimacing in pain from his slap and kick.

He does not care if later after this he will deal with the police because of violence, which is important anger and disappointment he has channeled in his place.

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