Tasbih Love In Qatar
Camel Race

Days change weeks, weeks change months, winter will soon change to summer. The temperature of Qatar is slowly not as cold as in mid-winter.

Zulaikha and Nameera's stomachs appear to have begun to bulge at the age of three months, where the cravings are slowly diminishing. It was of course a special thanksgiving for Tareeq.

How not, for the last three months, he was so overwhelmed by the desire of two people who crave that sometimes makes him have to thicken his patience. Not to mention his busyness in the company that is increasingly crowded since the assistant was forced to take a leave of absence because of the effects of couvade syndrome he experienced.

Tareeq of course had a new assistant to replace Ali's work during the holidays, but his performance was very different from Ali's all-round and agile, it made Tareeq's work a little more.

Currently, the time has shown at half-four in the afternoon. Zulaikha and Nameera enjoy their time while watching TV in the living room. Coinciding with that, an advertisement about the camel race appeared on the TV screen, making Zulaikha's curiosity rise again.

"Nameera, how's the camel race? Can camels race too? It's a horse race" Zulaikha asked.

"Can, Brother. Camel racing in Qatar has been a distinctive tradition that has been going on for a very long time and is rare in other countries. The camel is a powerful animal, even it can survive for days without eating and drinking" Nameera explained.

"really? I became curious to see it," said Zulaikha curious.

"Well it's Friday, let's go after Tareeq's sister comes, I haven't seen her in a long time either."

They also agreed to wait for the arrival of Tareeq, Nameera took advantage of his time to talk to Ali who was in the room. Not waiting for long, the roar of the car stopped sounding from the front yard of the house, making the two pregnant women immediately moved so enthusiastically and approached the man.

"What's wrong?" tanya Tareeq when the two pregnant women were in front of him with a big smile.

To be honest the man was a little worried if only there would be more strange things that the wife wanted like a few days ago. Where Zulaikha wants Tareeq to wear a crocodile doll mascot that he bought from an online shop.

It made her feel very uncomfortable because it was so hot. Moreover, Ali who saw him did not stay silent, unmitigated his sister-in-law said 'land crocodile' and with no fear he asked Tareeq to sway under the pretext of innate cravings.

It seemed that at that time Tareeq wanted to scold the assistant, but he realized that scolding him would only add to the problem, until finally he could only repeatedly say Istighfar, in order to make his future son and nephew happy.

"Bring us to watch camel races well, By. Please," pinta Zulaikha.

"Camel race?" repeat Tareeq while staring at the wife and sister alternately who now nodded their heads so compactly.

Tareeq momentarily stared at his watch which now showed at four in the afternoon. "Alright, come!" Although his body felt so tired, the man still tried to fulfill the wishes of his wife and sister.

"Didn't your husband come?" ask Tareeq after they enter the car.

"No, Brother. I asked her but she said she wanted to rest" replied Nameera.

"Good, that means my burden is slightly reduced today," Inner Tareeq smiled obliquely.

Cars began to drive away from the mansion to where camel races were often conducted. They took their seats to watch the race comfortably.

Zulaikha seemed so enthusiastic because this was his first time watching a camel race, so unique and quite entertaining, that was his initial impression. Until the camel race ended, Tareeq invited the two women to go home, but Zulaikha refused on the grounds that he still wanted to see the camel.

It was very strange that his wife wanted it. But how else, he still fulfilled the wishes of the woman he loved so much. Tareeq's current goal is to take his wife to Jassim bin Muhammed Street, opposite the Amiri Diwan courtyard, where the royal guard patrols.

From a distance, there is a line of camels and a squad of bodyguards that look dashing with their distinctive uniforms. They wear a white robe complete with a black chest and waist and a red-and-white checkered headband.

"Ekhem, please condition his eyes" Tareeq said, but he received no response from Zulaikha.

"Ekhem, remember you have a husband," the man quipped again in an irritated tone, while Nameera could only help but laugh at the embers of the fire of jealousy emerging from the older brother.

"By, please take a picture of me with them" Zulaikha said without feeling guilty at all, making Tareeq round his eyes.

"Let's go home now, the longer here my position is the more threatened." Tareeq immediately pulled Zulaikha's hand away from the place.

"But, By ...."

"Sorry, Honey. I'll try to fulfill all your wishes, but for this one I can't." Tareeq continued to take his wife until she got into the car followed by Nameera who immediately sat in the second seat.

"You're angry, By?" zulaikha asked as she looked at the husband sitting next to her.

"You think for yourself" replied Tareeq.

Hearing Tareeq's reply, instead of being concerned, Zulaikha restrained her laughter. It sounded so funny in the woman's ears. The words that women usually say while sulking are now coming out of the man's mouth.

"By, I was stunned at the clothes and camels that were there, not the same person, because I had only seen the camis and camels for the first time in my life." Zulaikha tried to explain the misunderstanding that plagued her husband's mind.

"As long as I was in Qatar, I've never seen a man more handsome than you. You once said, if Zulaikha in ancient times was hypnotized by the good looks of the Prophet Joseph, then you would hypnotize this Zulaikha of your wife in your own way." Zulaikha stopped his words for a moment.

"And I admit that you have managed to hypnotize me so that only you are handsome in my eyes, not others," Zulaikha said slightly inserting the element of mutter so that the husband does not sulk anymore.

Sure enough, after saying that, Tareeq's annoyed face slowly faded and changed with a timid smile. He was just about to reply to Zulaikha's words but Nameera spoke first.

"After, you'll finish your business in the room, remember my ears are starting to feel hot because of you."

Tareeq snorted at the words of his sister as he drove his car forward.

***

Elsewhere, Qifty walked into the courtyard to see the mother as he normally would.

"Hello, you're coming again, miss," said Khalid, who happened to be there.

"Ck, you again," replied Qifty still in his thin style as he walked past Khalid.

"Hey, why did you sniff at me so much? Though we have met many times, at least you say thank you for what happened a few months ago," said Khalid at the end of the sentence, not to say thank you, he just wanted the woman to be a little friendly to him, because lately he has always met in some of the same places that he thinks are very coincidental.

Qifty stopped his footsteps and immediately turned to face the man. "It seems I've misjudged you, I thought you were a kind, sincerely helpful man, but I'm wrong, you're nothing more than a man who begs to say thank you," that woman's circus. "OK, THANK YOU FOR THAT TIME, SORRY FOR SAYING IT LATE," he continued by pressing every word and just leaving Khalid who was now quietly unmoved.

I don't know why the man's heart was like it had just been in a strong flick, sick but not bleeding. Not only that, his existence seemed to be completely humbled after hearing the words of Qifty that so struck his heart.

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