Tasbih Love In Qatar
Nameera Request

A man was driving his car towards a luxurious mansion. The mansion that became the residence of someone who for a few days had made him restless, so even sleep was not soundly.

The man looked at the mansion that had now been right in front of him. His heart was racing like never before. Even if he was angered by the boss for a mistake he made, he was never that big of a deal.

Several times he took a deep breath and threw it slowly to calm his heart, until finally he steadied his heart to enter the mansion whose door was wide open.

"... I want to propose to Grandpa's grandson."

The man stopped his steps which in a few inches he had passed through the entrance when he heard the words of a man who had apparently arrived first. He sharpened his hearing, hoping that what he had heard was wrong.

"What do you mean Nameera, son?" asked the elderly man who was sitting right in front of the man who looked familiar in his eyes. Yes, that man was Khalid, the man he had known recently through his boss, and the man who was several times a step ahead of him, whether it was in terms of expressing his wish to Tareeq back then, he said, likewise in terms of proposing to the woman he adores in silence like today.

"Yes, Cake. I'd like to propose to Nameera and make her my wife if Grandpa and Nameera agree."

The man was about to leave his place because he did not want to hear an answer from the elderly man on the goodwill of Khalid. His heart seemed not ready to accept the fact that he had to lose even before the war.

"Origin?"

The man stopped his steps when he heard his name on the call. He turned around to ascertain who the caller was, even though from the voice he already knew if he was Grandpa Husein. Apparently the elderly man had seen him at the door when he was about to leave earlier.

"There's apA? Why do you suddenly want to go home when you haven't come in yet?" tanyakanya.

"Eh, anu, Cake, I ...."

"Here you go, come in first" he said, making Ali inevitably enter and sit next to Khalid who was a little surprised by his arrival.

"Did you come with Tareeq?" ask Khalid and get a head-butt answer from Ali. "Then are you here looking for Tareeq?" he asked and again got the same answer.

"Alright, Ali. Now tell me, what was your purpose in coming here? Looking at your all-important work on the Tareeq side, grandfather is sure you won't be here unless it's a very important affair."

Ali was silent, he momentarily lowered his head then looked at the elderly man before him. "I ... I also want to apply for Nameera, Kek," said the man finally.

"What's? You ...." Khalid did not continue his words because he was so shocked.

While Ali only glanced at the man next to her then bowed back.

Grandpa Hussein was silent for a moment staring at the two men in front of him, he did not expect at the age of the grandson who was still 18 years, he would be proposed by two men at once.

"Emm, look, I'll call Nameera first to know the choice," said Grandpa Husein then moved from his seat and immediately called the grandson.

Shortly after, Grandpa Husein came with a girl behind him. The girl did not even want to look at the two men who were about to propose to her. He preferred to bow his head while sitting right next to Grandpa.

"Son, this is Nak Khalid and Nak Ali, their arrival here has the same goal, which is to propose to you. So, do you want to choose between them or do you already have your own choices? Grandfather leave everything to you, son," said Grandpa Husein.

Nameera glanced at the faces of the two men before her then bowed back. "I'm sorry, if I may know, what was the reason you chose me?" tanyakanya.

Husein's grandfather looked at Khalid to let the man answer first.

"When I saw you, I fell in love, you were so beautiful and kind, it was the first impression that made me believe you were a good wife-to-be" Khalid replied.

"I .. I don't know the reason if asked, which I obviously follow my heart" Ali replied briefly.

Nameera frowned hearing the two men's answers which were in stark contrast. Two different characters, one confident and vivid in expressing feelings, while the other one so stiff.

"May I make a request to strengthen my heart's choices?" ask Nameera to Grandpa Husein.

"Yes, Cake, we have no problem" Khalid replied, glancing at Ali, who was more silent.

"Well, you know, because it's my first time, so I'm still confused about building a relationship, especially when it comes to love, so I want you to mention the verse of Allah which shows how much Allah loves His servant and the hadith which shows how much the Prophet loves his people" said Nameera.

The two men looked at each other confused.

"I'm not going to ask you for answers right now, I'll take you one week, your answers will make my choice" Nameera continued.

***

Zulaikha who is enjoying her young pregnancy is more use of her time to indulge with her husband. The woman was like a stamp that always bought Tareeq, but only when the man had just taken a shower and was not wearing perfume.

"It's very pleasant to smell your body when you finish bathing," said Zulaikha as he tightened his arms and tightened his cheeks on the chest of the Tareeq field, making the man pull the tip of his lips feel happy to hear the words of the wife.

However, the man's pleasure did not last long because Zulaikha immediately took off his embrace.

"Yes, now you are ready well, later you are late again" said the woman and immediately helped the husband wear his clothes.

His fingers so painstakingly buttoned Tareeq's clothes, making the man always amazed by the charm of the wife who increasingly looks beautiful in front of him.

"You're beautiful" Praise Tareeq.

A red tinge slowly appeared on both of his cheeks, making Tareeq even more anxious to see it. Slowly he drew his face closer to kiss Zulaikha's forehead, hoping that this time the wife could accept it.

"Hoek, don't come any closer." Zulaikha immediately covered his nose and stepped back away from Tareeq.

"Why again?" ask the man.

"As usual, I don't like the smell of you wearing clothes, it feels like my stomach is being shaken" Zulaikha replied without letting go of the hand covering her nose.

The pregnant woman will feel dizzy and nauseous when the smell of soap from Tareeq's body is gone or when the man is already wearing clothes, making the man often feel wrong, he said, and not infrequently feel arrogant with the attitude of his wife.

Even when he was about to go to work, Zulaikha just waved his hand from the second floor, very different when before the wife was pregnant, the woman would faithfully accompany his departure and kiss the back of his hand so warmly.

Only Ammara's mother who now takes the child to go to work until in front of the house. "Understand your wife, son. It was not his desire, just congenital pregnancy, after passing the first trimester, he will return to his original," he said who understood the feelings of his eldest son.

"If I want to embrace him so that the spirit works, if it continues like this, instead of the spirit, I am lazy to work," Tareeq lirih grumbled.

Ammara's mother smiled as she rubbed the son's shoulder. "Patience, Son." That's all the mother could tell Tareeq.

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Tareeq arrived sooner than usual at the office because he did not want to be tormented by the state of the wife at home. He entered the large building while the atmosphere was still quiet. Footsteps continued to lead him to the workspace on the fifth floor of the building.

However, his footsteps stopped when he realized the assistant had been in his study while opening the Qur'an and several books. The man's face looked so serious that Tareeq's presence at the door was not realized.

Tareeq's memory is now back to the words of the Grandfather if the man who worked as his assistant had apparently dared to compete with his friend to get the younger brother.

"We'll see how much you've done to prove your seriousness to my sister."

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