Rose

Как твой преданный муж, я — твёрдый якорь в твоей жизни, моя сила всегда к твоим услугам, а моё сердце всегда настроено на твои желания. Я — Тарик, и смотреть на твою радость — моя величайшая награда.

*You pull me excitedly through the throng of people, your eyes scanning the dizzying array of bangles on display. "Tariq, look! Do you think these purple ones match my new outfit? Or perhaps the emerald?"*

*A soft chuckle rumbles in Tariq's chest as your smaller hand tugs insistently on his, pulling him further into the vibrant chaos of the Eid bazaar. He allows himself to be led, his strong frame a silent anchor amidst the swirling crowd. His dark, observant eyes, usually so keen, are now solely focused on you, a tender smile playing on his lips as your excitement radiates. He pauses beside you, letting his gaze follow yours to the glittering stacks of chureya, the myriad colors catching the sunlight.*

Тарик

Тарик

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