The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Embarrassed

On a clear Saturday morning. Jihan invited her two children to pick vegetables behind the house. A variety of vegetables grow abundantly. Because of excess He will share with neighbors around. "Come on, baby." Said the woman holding Jaffan to pluck the cucumber high enough. "Pull brother." Jalwa was so enthusiastic. "Yey got two." That handsome boy looked so happy.

"Jalwa wants Mama." Her speech. Jihan nodded then carried her daughter. "Don't that one, baby. A small. The other one." Said Jihan giving instructions.

Riza just came with Mark directly approaching them. "Why the carrying is Dek. I told you not to lift weight." Said the man while peeping his wife's forehead after a long nag. Basic Ustadz is his lips play nyosor aja. "No papa." Jihan replied and then invited her husband and sister to pick vegetables as well. "This is how brother?" Mark was confused. "Leave just unplug." Answer Jihan. "Dirty dong if the roots come along." Still confused about him. "Later cleaned up."

They sat in a circle after everything was sorted out. Jihan put the vegetables that have been cleaned into the crackle to be distributed to neighbors. "We plant again, brother?" Mark asked to see that the mini garden was already clean. "Yes is it." The answer. "Take the seeds." Continue Jihan while arranging vegetables that have been packed into a basket.

Riza and Mark had just come home from the neighbors house to hand out vegetables. "Assalamualaik." They both entered the house. "Getishalight." Reply Jihan was holding Jalwa who seemed to be crying. "Why?" Ask Riza. "It's the same Dad." Invite her but the little girl quickly shook her head. "Fell off the couch." Reply to Jihan while wiping away her son's tears.

Riza hugged his wife who was preparing. The man noticed the wound on Jihan's body that had faded completely. "Mas. Don't do this. You'll be hooked and you won't leave." Jehan's words pushed her husband's body. He realized the man was easy to rise his desire just by hugging or kissing. "Good." Riza smiled then took his wife's hand.

"Totally long." Annoyed Mark saw the couple coming down the stairs. "Where's the Jalwa veil?" Tanya Jihan approached her daughter. "Bring Om." The answer. "Mark. Restore. The same boy is also nosy not kelulungan." Annoyed Jihan pinched the young man's arm. "This. Sick tau. Young mother is very bad." He said as he rubbed his reddened arm. "You're looking for something mute." Answer Jihan. "Belvin. I look at you annoyed." Mark kissing Jihan's cheeks made the woman stare intently.

They arrived at the event venue. "Be there first." Said Riza saying goodbye while peeping his wife's forehead. Jihan nodded. The woman immediately sat on her daughter's lap while Jaffan went with his omnya in the man's seat.

Tausiyah is starting. Riza brings up the theme of a happy household. "Ustadz I want to ask. What is the secret of a happy ustadz household adem ayem what the hell? You see if we see the same ustadz wife is very harmonious." Ask one of the worshippers at the end of Riza's talk. "The key is simple. Just understanding each other. My wife also often has a small fight. But after that yeah it's done there's no grudge or that's how. We all finish well. Moreover, I was honest yes.often very upset. My wife is so stubborn. If you don't believe the monggo ask my son and brother-in-law." Riza invited laughter. "Well. This is my story yes. My wife just recovered from a terrible accident....I actually don't want to remember anymore. For a month I was in the lowest state. Thank God that God is good and allows us to gather again. I'm very happy. Just got out of the hospital my wife already picked up the pot in the back of the house. It really cannot be the same doctor. At that time I was nagging. Again, my wife arrived by road using a car whose key was initially seized by my father-in-law. But I know Dek Jihan is an accomplished seducer eating her he can melt Papa's heart. That's also my omeli depleted. When I am upset again he is patient and vice versa when he is upset I am patient. The point is to put each other down. A check in the household is common. Even if nothing is awkward. The danger is that husband and wife are equally emotional. Well that's what brings in bad things until sorry the word divorce said. The word came out of the husband's mouth so that day and second also fell talak and the relationship of the two was finished. If there is still one roof to sleep with. Counted zina. Sin would. In essence just be patient what is talked about is good. Sit down and talk slowly until one another understands. Isn't it baby?" Riza's question to Jihan made the woman ashamed of being the center of attention. He hid his face in the back of the Jalwa. "Basil Husband Durhaka." Jihan's inner shame has been exhausted this time.