Tasbih Love In Qatar
Khalid and Ali

Tareeq chose to continue the steps towards his study. Some files that were delayed yesterday have been waiting patiently for him on the table. That is of course because Zulaikha who for a few days is very fond of making meatballs, and the pregnant woman always wanted her first time eating meatballs. So inevitably, he will be home early.

Tareeq landed his body in his great chair, then began to do his work one by one. Until it was not felt, working hours had arrived, which was marked by the entry of Ali into the room to display the agenda of the boss today.

"Assalamu 'alaikum, sir. The agenda of the Father today is not too dense, this morning you will follow a meeting with team A to discuss the continuation of the construction of hotels near The Pearl Qatar. Lunch time will be empty, but at 2 o'clock you will meet with the CEO of one of the companies in Singapore to discuss the cooperation contract" said Ali.

"Okay, if my schedule this afternoon is empty, I want you to accompany me to lunch with Khalid," Tareeq said, making the man in front of him instantly round his eyes.

"Why is that surprised?"

"N-no, Sir. Fine, I will accompany Mr and Mr. Khalid to lunch, "Ali replied quickly.

***

Meanwhile, Zulaikha who was currently sitting with Mother Ammara while watching began to look agitated. Lately he was always at home and it made him start to feel bored, evidenced by the look of the face and the rough breathing that he had several times.

"Why, Son?" ask Ammara's mother.

"Eh, it's okay, Mom. Just get bored" replied Zulaikha honestly.

"What if we go for a walk with Nameera" suggested the mother-in-law.

"Where to go, Mom? The weather is hot." Zulaikha looked so lazy to come out even though he was bored, it was because of the summer that has now hit Qatar.

"Yes, we can walk to a cool place, for example to the mall or whatever, mother might not also take you for a walk see the camel race, camel just do not want to race because of the heat," joking the middle-aged woman.

"Oh yeah, why am I be90 gini anyway?" muttered Zulaikha grinned as he scratched his nape that was not itchy. "OK on, Mom. I want to," he continued to agree to the proposal of Ammara's mother.

"But ask permission first with your husband, you know for yourself, how scary is he when angry? I'm just kapok."

"Ready, Mom." Zulaikha immediately contacted Tareeq using his mobile phone.

However, several times the woman contacted the husband's cell phone, but never picked up.

"Not lifted, ma'am," said the woman lazily with lips that started pursing.

"Chat aja, maybe he's meeting again, at least he knows that you're out with Mom," suggested the mother-in-law again.

"Eh, really, okay."

Zulaikha began typing a message to Tareeq, hoping that her husband would understand her if she went with her mother.

Hubby

[By, I'll take a walk to the mall with Mom, yeah, I'm bored at home, okay, okay? Thank you, By.]

After sending a message to her husband, Zulaikha rushed to her room to get ready.

This is where they are now, Villagio Mall, a large mall that became a shopaholic paradise, where the goods of the global brand are here. In contrast to the activities of other mall visitors, three women of different ages just walk together to enjoy the atmosphere of the mall building is so luxurious and unique.

The luxury of this mall is increasing because in it there is a river, can even take a boat if you want. The most unique thing of this mall is, the unique interior design of the mall, even the night will feel day because the ceiling is like the sky during the day.

"Did Mom and Nameera not want to shop?" zulaikha asked the two women of different generations.

"I don't want to shop anymore, sister, except food shopping, I want to" replied Nameera.

"Same, Son. Right now I don't taste shopping, and just want to eat." Ammara's mother smiled with Nameera, the two women looked so compact.

The possible compactness is very unlikely to be intertwined again after what happened before. But not with Nameera, the girl always builds a stronger bond with her mother, and forgets all the wounds of the past.

"You are amazing" Zulaikha praised.

They finally decided to have lunch at the mall. While waiting for their food order to come, they told each other, and this time their conversation looked serious.

"Yes, Brother, Brother Ali and Brother Khalid."

"God willing, two at the same time, how?"

"Yes I have not answered, God willing, in a few days I will give an answer."

"Have you prayed istikharah, son? If in a state of doubt because faced by 2 or more choices, then ask God's guidance through istikharah." This time Ammara's mother spoke.

"I did it, Mom. Actually I also already have an answer to that istikharah, it's just that I want to see how serious their seriousness is," Nameera replied with a faint smile.

"Who is Nameera?" ask Zulaikha.

"I'll announce my answer in the next few days."

***

Elsewhere, Tareeq, Khalid, and Ali were having lunch together while telling stories.

"In a few days, you'll be reunited with my sister, do you have any answers?" ask Tareeq.

"Not yet, sir," replied Ali bowed.

"Already dong, I am ready to answer your brother's request," replied Khalid so confidently.

"Aren't you looking for Ali?" ask Tareeq.

"It's not so, sir. Until now I am still trying to find it" replied Ali quickly.

"Hey, do you seriously want to propose to Nameera? How can you not find anything to this day?" khalid asked confused by his rival. It seems like the competition this time was not difficult for him.

Instead of answering, Ali was downcast, will he lose this time? If it was like that, it seemed like he would indeed have to prepare himself for a rejection.

***

The long-awaited day has now arrived. Ali and Khalid had now sat down with two men who were ready to receive interrogations from some of the people before him.

Yes, this time, all the families gathered in the living room, including Grandpa Husein, Tareeq, Zulaikha and Ammara's Mother. Only aunt Afra was absent, it seemed like the middle-aged woman really did not care about anything about Nameera.

"Alright, Son. Since we've gathered here, please describe what you've got." Husein's grandfather began allowing the two men to display their search results over the past week.

"Thank you Grandfather, so the proof of God's love for his servant is in Surah Al-A'raf verse 156, 'My affection covers everything.' As for the evidence of the Prophet's love for his people is a message He before he died that says, 'my ummat .... my people,' so love the Prophet, at the end of his life He is still thinking about his people."

Khalid explained his answer densely and clearly, making Grandpa Husein nod his head. "What about you, Son Ali?"

Ali momentarily stared at the listless everything in the room and then fell back down.

"I'm sorry, I've been trying to find him for a week now, and in the end I can't put forward a single proof of how much God loves his servant." Ali stopped his words for a moment.

Khalid began to smile happily in his submission upon hearing Ali's reply.

"It doesn't exist, but it's the opposite. The more I studied it, the more I realized that God's love was so great to His servant, that it only exposed one feeling I could not afford. Even the Qur'an has been revealed as a proof of Allah's love."

Khalid immediately raised his face and immediately looked at Ali after hearing the answer from the man. Not only him, even everyone in the room quietly listened to his answer.

"Neither with the Prophet Muhammad shallallahu 'alaihi wasallam, I can not mention one proof of hadith because in fact the evidence is very much, even with the presence of hadith that has been our reference so far, it is a proof of the Prophet's love for his people. How can those of us who have never seen him love him even miss him?"

Ali bowed, wiping his watery eyes. "Of course it is because of his great love for his people. Therefore, if I were asked to show you a single verse or hadith, I'm sorry I can't." Ali ended his exposure and then fell back down.

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