Tasbih Love In Qatar
Bad Plan

At the hospital, doctors are working on Qifty. Several bags of blood were carried by the nurses into the room where Qifty was.

While the two girls' parents were waiting outside the room with broken feelings. Never once did it cross their minds that the daughter they knew smart all along would recklessly do things that could endanger his life like before.

The mother had been crying incessantly since then, she could only hug her husband to vent her fears and worries about the princess at this time.

For a long time the doctor and the nurses in the room, no matter what happened to Qifty, both parents wished the girl well.

There was a distinctive sound of a door opening from the room and instantly distracting them. The couple ran to the doctor who came out of the room.

"How's Qifty doing, Doc? She's okay, isn't she? He survived, didn't he? The wound's not in, is it?" cecar the mother strapped the doctor with questions.

"Calm down, Mom. The wound on Qifty's hand was quite deep and he lost a lot of blood, but we have done our best, hopefully Qifty is fine" replied the doctor who is none other than Qifty's friend.

"Can we see it?" ask the father.

"Please, but after Qifty was transferred to the ward," the doctor said.

Shortly after, Qifty was transferred to a special outpatient room for the hospital owner. The room that is like a hotel room really looks luxurious and comfortable. However, as comfortable as the atmosphere of the room, still can not make the mood of his mother Qifty improve.

Anger and resentment continued to occupy his mind. "Son, why are you so desperate to do this huh? Forget him, son. That man is really not worthy of you" the mother said as she stroked Qifty's bandaged hand.

It had been several hours since Qifty had finished getting the handling. However, there was no sign at all of the girl would be unconscious.

"Afeq ... Alqugaj ... Tareeq," said Qifty with eyes still closed.

"Qifty, it's mom, son," said the mother, but not the response from the princess she got, but the girl's head with the eyebrows intertwined, like someone who has nightmares.

"Tareeq," he called again in a weak voice accompanied by tears coming out of the corner of his eyes.

Seeing the state of Qifty, the mother could not help but cry. Threw a cell phone out of my pocket only then pressed someone's number.

"Hello, I have a special assignment for you guys .... Take Tareeq and his wife to the hospital where Qifty is being treated, whatever way you want to go, if they refuse, just drag them here," tell the middle-aged woman to someone across the phone.

***

In Indonesia, Tareeq and Zulaikha are now in the village. After meeting with Aira and Billy, they continue their journey to the village. Although the meeting was very short, it was quite memorable in Zulaikha's heart. Hopefully they can meet again, that's what he hopes for.

Zulaikha and Tareeq are enjoying a walk together while enjoying a very beautiful afternoon atmosphere in the village. Their hands were unceasingly joined together, even under certain circumstances, Tareeq was embracing his wife's shoulders.

"Hows it? Are you happy to go back to the village? Looks like you'll have to settle yourself here with food and scenery you won't meet in Qatar." Tareeq looked at Zulaikha as he continued to casually walk down the village road.

"It's okay we're here a little while? How are you doing?" ask Zulaikha.

"Aman, I'm the boss, honey," the man replied with a smug smile.

"But after all, the boss also has a responsibility, even greater because you have to set a good example for your employees" said Zulaikha.

"Yes, I know, but right now my wife is much more in need, anyway I just take a break from the office, some regular work I do from here," Tareeq said. Zulaikha was about to reopen his voice, but stopped when someone called out to him.

"Zul, it turns out you're here, how are you?" the man stepped closer to Zulaikha.

Tareeq who noticed the presence of the man who had looked at his wife at his wedding immediately embraced Zulaikha's waist while casting a serious look at the man.

Seeing the ex-lover who is now embraced by her husband, makes the man's heart a little hot. Yes, that man was the one Surya had called Surya by Zulaikha, but now, let alone Surya, called by his real name Zulaikha was reluctant to do so.

Sometimes, he misses the call, but how else, he has hurt the woman he once loved, and now the woman has been with someone else, even better than him.

"Alhamdulillah, fine," answered Zulaikha briefly.

"Are you staying here or just visiting here?" ask the man.

"I only visit because I crave food here" replied Zulaikha.

"Oh, are you pregnant? Congratulations on your pregnancy," the man smiled wryly as he extended his hand to shake Zulaikha's hand.

Not wanting the wife to come into contact with another man, Tareeq quickly welcomed the man's hand and shook his hand for a moment with a smile. Even though Zulaikha did not want to welcome the helping hand, he only wanted to cupped his hands together, but it seemed that the husband was more agile than him.

"Honey," shouted a woman with a distended stomach approaching the man.

"Darling, how do you even go anyway, you have not finished the house, then if my mother comes how? It can be a shame for me," said Della who has not realized the existence of Tareeq and Zulaikha.

"Sorry, honey, I just wanted to take a short walk to say hello to Zulaikha."

"Zulaikha?" Della immediately looked at the woman before her. "Well, why do you greet him? You .... Eeeeh Abang handsome is here as well, yuk stopped by at the house first Bang, we can talk together," continued Della with a voice teasing when aware of the existence of Tareeq, Tareq, make Zulaikha directly rotate the lazy eyeball.

"So, same husband himself digalakin, the turn of the husband of the well-behaved, basic. Instead of you talking to my husband together, noh take your husband there so he can talk to both." Zulaikha immediately hugged Tareeq's waist so possessively, Tareeq who understood immediately embraced the wife's shoulder.

"Helee, pretty, all the guys I know are the same, just on the same fishing line my sex body must have been blown away like your ex." Della pointed at her husband with a trivial look and directly held Tareeq's hand, the man's reflex immediately jerked his hand violently until the woman's hand came off.

Zulaikha who saw Della's surprised face laughed softly. "Unfortunately, you don't know my husband." The woman immediately pulled Tareeq who just silently did not understand their conversation.

"Tomorrow we go back, well, I don't relax staying here because of them" pinta Zulaikha on the way home to Aunt Anisa and Uncle Aaron.

"Well, honey," said Tareeq.

***

In the hospital garden, a middle-aged woman appeared to be talking seriously with three large men.

"Why did you come empty handed? Is my order still unclear?" ask the middle-aged woman.

"Sorry, Mom. Said their housekeeper, Tareeq and his wife were in Indonesia" one of the men replied.

"Ck, then, it's his sister you brought here, but remember that no one knows, except Tareeq and his wife" he said, smiling cunningly.

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