Tasbih Love In Qatar
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*Flashback*

Through Zulaikha's request, Asiah followed the coach and his bodyguards home, he understood the doubts felt by his boss' wife, so he tried to do his job as best he could.

From afar, Asiah can see the actual state of the car, no severe damage, and only slightly scratched. Not wanting to lose evidence, Asiah immediately took pictures of the still good car. Feeling something strange about their conversation even though he did not understand, Asiah decided to wait for what the boss would do.

The woman's eyes were perfectly rounded when she saw what the bodyguards did to her boss' car. "Astaghfirullah, they've really gone crazy" he said in Arabic, pointing his camera at them.

After being satisfied to take their video, Asiah decided to immediately return to meet Zulaikha.

"Well done Asiah, oh can you take this evidence to the police station? This has been a crime, a threat, and a forgery of evidence, and extortion" Zulaikha said, sending the video to his mobile phone.

"I don't know the place, Miss," Asiah said.

"Let me accompany you, son," Aunt Anisa said. They went to the police station together, while Zulaikha and Aaron's uncle stayed behind to wait for the arrival of the man, hoping that the police would arrive on time.

*flashback off*

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Tareeq stepped quickly down the hospital hallway with a face so angry and worried. After getting word from the female bodyguard he was assigned to guard Zulaikha, the man was angry, he had blamed Asiah's carelessness in looking after his wife.

"I'm sorry, sir," Asiah said as she picked up Tareeq in the hospital hallway.

"Where have you been? Why would my wife be hurt? Huh!" tareeq murmured with a hunting breath, but still stepped quickly beside Asiah who led him to Zulaikha's nursery.

"Tareeq," called Aaron's uncle, the man had been waiting for him since before the door of Zulaikha's nursery.

"I'm sorry, we can't protect Zulaikha, forgive us, son," said the middle-aged man with a trembling voice and reddened eyes, even tears had gathered in his eyes.

Seeing how Uncle Aaron apologized, and how he held back his tears, it seemed like Zulaikha had indeed experienced something bad.

"Uncle, how is Zulaikha? How's my son doing?" tanya Tareeq tried to regulate her emotions.

"Sorry, Son. Zulaikha's stomach suffered a collision due to a very strong push that his obstetrician said could not be saved," said the middle-aged man along with the escape of tears on the cheeks that are no longer tight.

"What?" Tareeq's body immediately decayed to the floor, his gaze began to blur with tears, just as he had felt an immense happiness from the wife's pregnancy, but everything just disappeared in an instant.

"Afeq ...." Uncle Aaron squatted while rubbing Tareeq's shoulder.

"How is Zulaikha?" she shrank after wiping her entire face that had been soaked by tears.

"He's still unconscious, son. If he comes to, please comfort him, son. He had experienced a slump due to the loss of both parents, Uncle was afraid he would experience the same thing because of the loss of his son," replied Uncle Aaron slowly.

"Tareeq, you've finally come." Anisa's aunt soon got up from her seat and approached Tareeq, while Tareeq was now like a man who saw nothing but Zulaikha, he walked over to the bed of the wife who now had a flatter stomach.

"Darling, I'm sorry, I should have come home with you that night, I'm sorry, honey." Tareeq grabbed Zulaikha's hand and kissed her hand several times.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" he said again and placed Zulaikha's hand on his tear-soaked eyes.

A hand gesture managed to resuscitate Tareeq. He lifted his face and saw the wife's hand that was indeed starting to move. His gaze now led to a pale-looking face before him.

Zulaikha's beautiful eyes slowly opened, several times he blinked to reduce the glare effect of the lights in his room.

"Darling, you are aware too" Tareeq said, standing and peeping at his wife's forehead.

"By, when did you come? It's in the hospital, huh?" zulaikha asked in a weak voice.

"Just came, baby. This is a hospital" Tareeq replied. "Are you okay?" continues asking.

"Yes, By, I'm fine, and our son .. child ... Where is our son? Why is my stomach flat like this?" Zulaikha kulai sounded panicked as she held onto her flat stomach.

"By, our son is fine, isn't he?" the question was trying to calm down, but the look in his eyes revealed the opposite, worry and fear clearly visible there.

"Our son ...our son is already waiting for us in heaven, dear," Tareeq replied in a trembling voice.

"What do you mean, By?" Zulaikha was about to rise from his bed, but was immediately prevented by Tareeq, so inevitably he had to lie down again.

"Darling, don't wake up. You are still weak." Tareeq rubbed Zulaikha's shoulders to relax.

"By, you're lying, aren't you? Our son's fine, isn't he?" Zulaikha now drew Tareeq's hand with tears beginning to flow from his eye patch.

"Sorry, dear." Only that answer could Tareeq speak at this time, even he could only bow down when giving his answer. Staring at Zulaikha's sad face and panic-stricken gaze made the man's heart tear apart.

Zulaikha's body was seen starting to shake, the sound of a small sobbing began to be heard from the woman who was now turning her back to Tareeq. The longer the sound of crying was heard, the more heart-wrenching the cry of grief.

Now Zulaikha can only return to cry for his fate which was again left behind by the people he loved. His heart was completely shattered, even his psychic was re-shaken. Tareeq, who was about to hug her, refused.

"Don't approach me, I'm really a woman of bad luck, go you! Let me alone!"

Tareeq was so shocked to hear Zulaikha's rising voice, for the first time the woman spoke in a high tone, even as she raised her voice when telling her to leave, the woman did not reply at all.

"Please leave me alone" said Zulaikha again, this time in a lower voice amid sobs.

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