Tasbih Love In Qatar
Meeting Because Ngidam

Sometimes it sounds trivial cravings a wife, sometimes it also sounds troublesome, but if you want to make a wife happy, try to fulfill it. Not the matter of whether there is or is difficult, but more to how to try to fulfill it.

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"Semur jengkol is in Indonesia, and I really want to eat it," said Zulaikha bowed. "But if we can't go it's okay" he continued.

"Who said you can't? Let's go now" Tareeq said.

"really? You're not kidding, are you?" ask Zulaikha to make sure.

Tareeq approached Zulaikha, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed, and sat down next to him and looked at his wife. "Do I look like I'm kidding, honey?"

Zulaikha shook his head slowly. "No" he answered.

"Yes, let's go now." Tareeq gently pulled Zulaikha's hand and immediately went to the airport, like a man who was going to the ojek base to go to the market.

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After traveling for approximately 8 and a half hours from the city of Doha, Tareeq and Zulaikha now arrive in Jakarta. The two headed straight to Zulaikha village where Tareeq was driving the car. However, in the middle of the road, Zulaikha asked to stop when he saw a warteg featuring a picture of jengkol stew.

"By, we stop to eat first well, I'm really hungry, I can't wait to eat jengkol stew," Zulaikha pinta, made Tareeq smile and then immediately pulled over his car.

"Alright, I also want to try to eat the food, as good as the stew until my wife really wants it," tareeq said then immediately got out of the car and ran to open the car door for Zulaikha.

"Are you sure you want to eat jengkol stew?" zulaikha asked a little doubtfully.

"Keep, you meatballs I like, it means that my tongue is compatible with Indonesian cuisine" Tareeq replied so confidently.

When he first entered the warteg, Tareeq was a little surprised to find so many people queuing to buy food. Plus the room was not as spacious as the restaurant, making the man feel so stuffy. Even the smell of cooking to the smell of sweat people as if combined add a distinctive aroma of warteg it in the sense of smell.

No wait long, two warm rice with jengkol stew and other complementary side dishes have been presented in front of them. Zulaikha did not want to buy time, after reading the prayer, the girl immediately ate her food so greedily.

Very different from what Tareeq did. The man seemed a little hesitant to try it because from the aroma alone he was a little dizzy. "What a son?" ask the man.

"Heem, it's delicious" replied Zulaikha and returned to feed the food to his mouth.

Seeing Zulaikha who was so enjoying eating, Tareeq finally solidified his intention to eat the food a single mouthful finally managed to enter his mouth. However, just a few times chewing, Tareeq immediately speed up the chewing movement and immediately drink water that is already available.

"How's it feel?" ask Zulaikha curiously.

"Hmm, it feels good, but I seem to prefer your meatballs. I wait for you outside well," said Tareeq then immediately got up from his seat and walked out of the warteg, so inevitably Zulaikha had to spend the food of her husband.

Shortly after Tareeq came out, a beautiful woman approached the table. "Assalamu 'alaikum, is this seat empty? The other seats are full."

Zulaikha immediately looked up at the woman and immediately smiled kindly. "Udah is empty, please," he replied while pulling food belonging to the husband who had come out first.

A beautiful smile immediately rose from the woman. "Thank you" he said and sat down.

"You're a real person here?" ask the woman for pleasantries.

"No, I just happened to stop here for cravings to eat jengkol stew" replied Zulaikha.

"really? O Allah, I also stopped here because of cravings for cloves," said the woman.

"God willing, may it be, oh yes I am Zulaikha, whose name are you?"

"I'm Aira, good to meet you."

The two women are now exchanging stories, Zulaikha who is basically easy to get along with now looks so familiar with the woman.

While outside the warteg, Tareeq who had been waiting for Zulaikha in the car accidentally saw Billy sitting relaxed while playing his phone in front of the warteg.

Billy who had been cool with his cellphone immediately looked up at the source of the sound. "Wa'alaikum salam, Allah the sultan of Qatar came," he said in Indonesian, making Tareeq furrow his eyebrows.

"What did you say?" tanya Tareeq was confused.

"It's nothing, oh yeah what brings you to this newsg?" ask Billy in English.

"I accompanied my wife who craved to eat stews .. stews ...." Tareeq seemed confused to mention the real name of the food.

"Jengkol stew?" keep Billy fast.

"Well, that's right, jengkol stew," Tareeq said.

"What a coincidence, my wife is also eating inside because she craves that food."

"Why not accompany her?" ask Tareeq.

"People are different" Billy replied.

"We are the same" Tareeq said.

As the husbands were engrossed in the story, Zulaikha and Aira came out together and found them telling stories.

"Bi ...."

"Maas ...."

Call the two women at the same time.

"Yes, dear .." replied the man simultaneously in different languages turning to the same source of voice, making the two women immediately look at each other when they realized the man was their husband.

***

Elsewhere, a middle-aged woman was having breakfast with her husband. They were both Qifty parents. If they used to have three breakfasts with their daughters, now they only have breakfast together without the girl.

"Pa, it's been a few months since that incident, but why is it that Qifty still keeps himself locked up in his room? She never even went to the hospital again, what's up with her, Pa? I'm very worried if she keeps going like this" said the mother.

"Papa doesn't know either, Ma. Maybe Qifty needs some time to accept this fact" the father replied.

"But when, Pa?"

Bugh

A loud enough sound from Qifty's room instantly shifted their attention. Making both parents Qifty immediately walk in a hurry to go to the princess' room.

"Astaghfirullah, Qifty!" both parents choked Qifty hysterically when he found his daughter unconscious with wrists filled with fresh blood.

"Papa, please call an ambulance, Pa," the mother panicked.

The middle-aged man who also looked so shocked immediately called for an ambulance. Shortly after that, the ambulance arrived. Qifty was put in an ambulance van with his parents.

"Qifty, hang on, son, torch" said the mother in between her cries.

"We pray, may our daughter be well" the father replied, trying to calm down.

"What is fine, from the beginning our daughter is not okay because of the actions of Tareeq and his wife, coupled with this incident, of course it will hurt him even more. If anything happens to Qifty, I won't stay put."

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