Tasbih Love In Qatar
Wisdom from God

It was already evening when Tareeq and Zulaikha arrived at their home after delivering Grandpa Husein to his mansion. Throughout the journey Zulaikha did not say much, she only dared to steal the view of her husband occasionally.

"If there's something you want to ask, just ask" Tareeq said after landing his body on the living room couch and followed by Zulaikha sitting next to him.

"Did you plan this from the beginning?" zulaikha asked finally after harboring various questions in her mind since then.

"Yes, I'm sorry I didn't tell you, as I explained in the car, I just wanted my plan to go smoothly without anyone suspecting.

"Is that why you're so sick of me that you always come home late?" asked Zulaikha again and got a nod from the husband.

"Then will Nameera recover?" tanyanya slow.

"We leave everything to God, we have tried, the rest we trust in God." This time Tareeq turned his body towards the wife, making Zulaikha feel a little nervous.

"Thank you," great-granddaughter Zulaikha, got Tareeq to furrow her brows.

"For what?" ask the man.

"For the final decision not to marry Qifty, I'm really afraid that if that happens, our relationship is not so good, but instead coupled with the presence of a third person," said Zulaikha honestly.

This time there was no response from Tareeq other than the gaze that made him even more misbehavior.

"Emm, I'll take a drink first if so, you must be thirsty and tired," the girl's great-grandson reasoned and was about to move, but Tareeq immediately pulled his hand until he sat on Tareeq's lap, making the hadith reflex to hold its breath for a moment.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it" said Zulaikha, trying to get up, but Tareeq's heavy hand was around his waist.

Zulaikha's heart was racing faster to make his face red. Never look into Tareeq's eyes, just raise his face as if he was unable to.

"You're here first, my business with Qifty and Nameera is in order, but my business with you is not done yet" Tareeq said, speaking softly beside Zulaikha's face.

"U-whatever? As I recall we don't have any business to settle with you." Zulaikha asked without lifting his face at all.

"If you're talking to your husband, look him in the eye so I can tell you what we haven't done."

Zulaikha slowly lifted her face and looked at the exquisite brown eyeball of the husband, making her heartbeat even more uncontrollable.

"What do you mean?" tanyanya Zulaikha's.

Tareeq did not answer, he brought his face closer and kissed Zulaikha's forehead, then looked back at the girl in his lap.

"I've never given an expression of love before, so I don't know how to express love appropriately." Tareeq stopped his words and reached into the pocket on the inside of the suit he was still wearing, then carefully he took out a small, slightly withered red rose.

"Well, it's withered," Thareeq said excitedly. "Sorry Zulaikha, I want to express love like in romantic movies, but my flowers wither, I'm sorry," he continued.

Zulaikha looked at the flower and took it from Tareeq's hand. He kissed the flower and closed his eyes. "It's beautiful and fragrant, I like it" he said, making Tareeq lift his face.

"Do you like it?" asked the man and was answered a timid nod by Zulaikha.

"Do you accept my expression of love?" Tareeq now looked even more excited.

Without saying anything more, Tareeq immediately hugged his wife. "Thank you, I love you so much, so much that I'm almost crazy for having to ignore you for a few days, thank you for being patient and demanding nothing."

Both ends of Zulaikha's lips are interested in forming an arch of a smile when hearing the statement of her own love that is so unique and simple, but able to make her heart warm and feel so happy.

"Yes, it is very difficult to maintain marriage in the midst of problems like yesterday, said love people can indeed make you bod0h," said Zulaikha.

"Love? Are you starting to love me too?" ask Tareeq.

"I love Nameera as your sister." Zulaikha paused his words for a moment while taking off Tareeq's embrace and then looked at his lethargic facial expression.

"And I love you as my husband" Zulaikha continued, holding both sides of Tareeq's face covered in fine hairs.

Tonight Zulaikha could not hide her admiration for her husband, her courage rejected Qifty and expressed love for him in front of people as if she could add to Zulaikha's love for him.

Tareeq closed his forehead with Zulaikha's forehead, a sense of happiness that he could not hide from his face. "Thank you, dear," he said, then again kissed the wife's forehead, then carried her bridal style and took her to their master room.

Although Tareeq was a little tired at first, but when remembering his plan that went successfully, in addition to the recognition of his love received by his wife, made his fatigue disappear instantly and changed with happiness. Not wanting to lose the happy moment, that night Tareeq brought the wife to pick up new happiness together so beautiful, where she and Zulaikha now officially become a real married couple.

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The next morning, Zulaikha and Tareeq were enjoying the sunrise on the balcony of their room while enjoying a cup of warm chocolate, occasionally exchanging stories.

"Tareeq, I've heard someone say, when a problem comes, sometimes he can incise a wound, but later on the problem that once incised the wound actually became a laceration," Zulaikha.

"Yes, honey, it's true. That is why do not hate bad destiny because behind bad destiny God prepares a good destiny for those who are patient" Tareeq confirmed.

"Well, you are right, just like you are," Zulaikha continued, making the man furrow his brows.

"What am I going through?" repeated asking.

"Yes, sorry before, I didn't mean to patronize. I've heard the story of Grandpa Husein, Ammara's mother used to have incised deep wounds in your heart, he left his father and two children and married again in Indonesia, Indonesia, Ammara's own mother had admitted the mistake, and she wanted to make amends." Zulaikha looked at the silent husband with his eyebrows intertwined.

"From this incident, God has kept great wisdom for you and Nameera. From that problem, God presents Rafif, we never thought that the presence of Rafif would be a medicine for Nameera, he said, and from that problem God is also training you and Nameera to be willing to forgive the mistakes of Mother Ammara. Nameera can already accept and forgive him, now you're left." Zukaikha now grabbed Tareeq's one hand and rubbed it gently.

"I'm not asking you to forgive his mistakes, it's your right because you're the one who hurt the most here. Honestly, Ibu Ammara once said that he was very afraid and reluctant to talk to you because of the look of your eyes that showed great hatred even though only a glance." Zulaikha was silent for a moment.

"You are my husband, I love you and I want you to live well without any resentment and hate lodged in your heart" Zulaikha said.

Tareeq looked at Zulaikha with teary eyes, making the girl understand and immediately moved from her seat and hugged her husband. Shortly after, the man's body began to shake, the longer the vibration felt. Zulaikha clearly knew that she was currently crying.

"Crying, you must cry so that all the burdens you have buried yourself in your heart you can carry." Zulaikha gently rubbed Tareeq's back.

Tareeq now returned Zulaikha's embrace, even hugging her much tighter. His heart confirmed the words of the wife, when she whose siblings could not help Nameera, God presented Rafif as a sister to help her.

Forgiveness is the best way, but it is not easy for those who still have trauma in their hearts. Can Tareeq forgive his mother's guilt? Has he been among the children of the ungodly because he has harbored hatred in the woman who had given birth to him?

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