Tasbih Love In Qatar
Zulaikha's Happiness

There have been so many tests that I have been through before, so many tears have been shed so far. It all started with the passing of my parents, followed by the betrayal of love from loved ones, until I finally met you and your family.

My originally dark life slowly got a speck of light. However, my patience was tested again when I thought I was marrying a man who had no love like you, but I was wrong, apparently you are a man with a million hidden loves, he said, such a warm love and such a beautiful love.

I began to feel happiness from then on, until I thought my exams were over. But again I was wrong, it seems like God loves me so much because the disaster for the sake of disaster still comes to me until the moment I have to feel the pain of loss again.

I fell back, only I was lucky because God still kept my faith and my common sense so as not to turn away from Him for the second time due to the calamity. I am also lucky to have a loving and caring family, especially a husband who always patiently faces me.

Until I finally reached this stage, the stage where I now feel like a woman and a perfect wife. Being able to give birth to the child we had hoped for long ago, seeing my husband cry happily really made me happy.

Yes, I am just an ordinary woman, from the ordinary, my dream that was once lost, now shines when I return to His path and meet the man who is now my husband. Being a woman who obeys God and makes my husband happy is my desire at this time, although I know, in marriage not only happiness will be present, but various other flavors will come to color.

Thank you for everything, God, thank you to my husband.

(Zulaikha Azkadina)

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Zulaikha cried when she saw Tareeq echoing the adhan in the right ear of her son who had just been born a few minutes ago. Although her body felt so tired after struggling to live and die to give birth to her baby, her lips did not stop saying a sentence of gratitude.

After accusing the child, Tareeq approached Zulaikha with a smile that could not be separated from his face.

"Thank you, dear, for giving birth to our son, thank you for being patient and struggling all this time to live with me who has many shortcomings, until our son is finally born. You know, I, no, we mean, we love you so much" Tareeq said, then kissed Zulaikha's forehead in love, do not forget he brought the baby closer to the woman until he can also kiss her.

Meanwhile, outside the room was waiting for Grandpa Husein, Ammara's mother, Nameera, Ali and Aunt Afra. All seemed impatient to wait for the happy news of the birth of the child of Zulaikha and Tareeq.

As the door opened, the nurse began to push the gurney where Zulaikha had fallen asleep on top of her into the prepared nursery, following Tareeq who had followed her behind.

"Where's the baby?" asked Grandpa Husein who impatiently wanted to see her first great-grandchild.

"She was taken to the nursery, maybe she will be taken to Zulaikha's room after this" Tareeq replied.

They follow Tareeq to Zulaikha's room together, except for Aunt Afra who secretly goes to the nursery to see the baby who is also her grandson. As he was in front of the glass-walled nursery, his gaze combed the nameplate that was on several baby cots.

His smile immediately flinched when he saw a small baby with a blend of Middle Eastern and Indonesian faces who were in a baby bed on behalf of Tareeq and Zulaikha's parents.

For a moment the middle-aged woman silently stared at the adorable baby, her tears dripping down her cheeks without her noticing. He felt so happy to see his grandson in good health. However, on the other hand there was a sense of regret that also perched in his heart at this moment. Regretting for being so bad and not accepting the presence of Zulaikha, the mother of the baby.

"I'm sorry the grandmother who treated your mother so badly. Grandma promised, from now on grandma will accept your presence well, and treat you well too," she said as she wiped the tears that had soaked her cheeks.

"Auntie?" call a woman from behind, making Aunt Afra reflexively turn around.

"Qifty's? Are you here?" ask the middle-aged woman. Because the hospital they are currently in is not the Qifty Medical hospital, where the woman works.

"I'm visiting my sick friend here. Auntie, why is she here?" ask Qifty.

"Zulaikha has just given birth, and Aunt is looking at her child." Aunt Afra pointed at the room before her at this moment.

"He's a boy?" tanya Qifty made sure.

"Yes, as far as Auntie knows, her name is Fatih Al-Barak" explained Aunt Afra.

Qifty smiled again. "A very handsome baby, in accordance with the beautiful name," said Qifty.

"Thank you, do you want to see her mother?"

The smile on Qifty's face instantly vanished and changed merrily. "I didn't deserve to meet him, my treatment was so bad at that time, even I was ashamed to remember it, maybe Zulaikha hated me too" Qifty said.

Aunt Afra looked at the sleeping baby and smiled faintly. "You don't know her, she's a very nice woman. Although aunt had been rude to her several times, she had never hated auntie, she had always even been nice to aunt."

The middle-aged woman turned to Qifty who was silently staring straight at the baby.

"Auntie won't force you to meet her, but Auntie thinks you need to see her to just apologize, isn't that what you need to do to make your life calm?"

Once again Qifty was silent, he admitted that what Aunt Afra said was true. How can anyone ever be calm if they have hurt someone else in their life? And that has been proven over the last few months, where sometimes he feels restless if he remembers what he did to Zulaikha and Tareeq. However, to be honest he was not ready to meet her, it felt like he was so embarrassed to just show up in front of them.

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In the Zulaikha nursery which is quite spacious, it is clear that the happiness of people in the room since Baby Fatih was reunited with the mother. It looks like the woman is learning to give ASI to Baby Fatih with the help of Ammara's mother beside her who patiently teaches her.

Nameera and Aunt Afra were listening next to Ammara's mother. Yes, as time went on, Aunt Afra no longer expressed her hatred for Mother Ammara, even the two began to talk to each other as usual.

In contrast to Tareeq who was busy dispelling the views of Ali and Grandpa Husein from seeing Zulaikha who was breastfeeding. "Sorry, for those who feel men, it's best to wait on the couch because what's behind me right now can only be seen by myself and the women."

"Why indeed? Grandpa wanted to see Grandpa's great-granddaughter," Grandpa Husein said in surprise because he did not know what was happening to his great-granddaughter at this time.

"Fatih is drinking milk, Grandpa, please understand" Tareeq explained.

"Oh, say dong from earlier, grandfather also understands," said Grandpa Husein then sat back on the sofa with Ali.

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Elsewhere, a man was examining a criminal case document that was on his desk. Shortly after, the sound of his phone ringing made the man stop the activity and immediately picked up his phone.

"Assalamu 'alaikum, Bi, '" said the man.

"...."

"Alhamdulillah, then I will take the time tomorrow to visit my nephew."

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