Tasbih Love In Qatar
You Are Very Handsome When You Smile

Day after day passed, even two months Zulaikha carried out his duties as a wife well. There is only a way used by the girl so that all affairs with her husband can be run without being caught by the man.

But no matter what happened to her, since the last incident in her room, her husband always tried to avoid her. They would only meet at meals together, when Zulaikha brought drinks to his study, and when Tareeq would go and go home from work.

As of now, the couple was having breakfast together. Zulaikha had breakfast with homemade meatballs, while Tareeq had breakfast with milk and dates. There was no sound coming out of their mouths, only the occasional clanking of spoons heard from Zulaikha.

"Aren't you going to eat meatballs?" bargain Zulaikha when he saw Tareeq spending the fruit of his date.

"No" the man replied briefly.

"Relatedly? This is my favorite food made from hygienically managed beef, to produce cute circles like this, as well as the meatballs rich in selected spices that produce an appetizing aroma," explained Zulaikha at length introduced his meatball in front of Tareeq, he thought the man had never eaten meatballs.

"Try to taste your sense of smell, how does it smell?" Zulaikha brought the bowl of meatballs and broth close to Tareeq, who was drinking milk.

"Stop Zulaikha, I'm not interested," he refused and left Zulaikha, who now throws his lips at him.

"Sadly, when it's so delicious meat is Allah." Zulaikha raised her voice as she glanced towards Tareeq who was now ascending to his study.

"Well, I'll eat it all, then" he muttered and then returned to spooning the meatballs into his mouth.

Today is a holiday, Zulaikha decided to stay at home and did not go to visit Nameera today, he wanted to accompany his husband at home even if only from a distance. Tareeq who prefers to be in his private workspace, while Zulaikha who chose to watch TV that he deliberately connected to Wifi in order to watch his favorite Korean drama.

The wall clock had shown at 9am but there was no sign of the man coming out of his study. Suddenly an idea flashed through the girl's mind. He quickly got off the sofa and stepped into the kitchen.

Zulaikha plans to make a typical Qatari cake called kunafa, a pastry that contains melted cheese or cream cheese that is equipped with pistachio nuts, raisins, and coconut grater as a topping.

Not waiting long, a few pieces of the cake have also been so. As a maker, Zulaikha had to taste it first to ensure eligibility to be given to Tareeq.

The girl rounded her eyes for a moment when she first felt it, a legit taste, a sense of, sweet and savory also managed to make him shake his head left and right as some women do if the food he eats feels so good on his tongue.

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Zulaikha knocked on the door a few times, but there was no answer from inside. With reckless capital, the girl opened the door and entered into the workspace of the husband. No one in the room could see, even the desk looked empty?

"I'm sure he got in here" he murmured as he stepped near a small table by the sofa to put down the cake. However, as he got closer to the table, his legs were tripped by the long legs of a man who slightly came out of the sofa, making him almost fall with the cake.

"Astaghfirullah, what the hell?" pekik Zulaikha looked back. "Oh, here he turns out, kirain where, it turns out molor," he said as he put the cake on the table.

Zulaikha was about to walk out of the room, but he blurted out his intentions when he accidentally saw Tareeq smiling in his sleep. Slowly the girl approached and slightly crouched down next to the man's face.

This was the first time Zulaikha had seen Tareeq's smile from the beginning of her meeting at the airport, to date when her status had changed to that of the man's legal wife.

"You are very handsome when you smile" said Zulaikha, staring at her thick eyebrows and her closed eyes, a sharp nose and lips proportionally with her nose, and fine hair that filled the side of his face up to the chin.

"Astaghfirullah, what I do, remember Zul take care of your heart, because love comes from the eyes and then comes down to the heart" he said to himself.

Zulaikha immediately got up from his squat and was about to step out of the room, but alas, his hand was pulled involuntarily by the man to make him fall right where he was crouching earlier.

The girl held her breath for a moment as Tareeq hugged her arm so tightly like a bolster, making her heart that was slowly beating normally, gradually speeding up.

"No-no, this can't be allowed, I have to get out of here immediately," said the girl trying to resuscitate herself to not be complacent.

He stood up slowly with a slight bow, then he quickly pulled his hand and ran out of the room, making Tareeq who had been resting on Zulaikha's arm immediately fell from the sofa in an unconscious state until his head hit the leg of the table.

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