The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Kissed for Money

Jihan takes her son and husband to Meta's house. She just got word that the woman was pregnant. "Weh...Tega yes. I'm two months pregnant and you'll know." Say Jihan while pouting. "You've only just healed. There's a lot to take care of anyway. Because they don't bother. So I put it off to tell." Meta replied hoping that his sister was not angry. "You ah." Said Jihan who was in the arms of Meta. "Ustad. Your wife is angry with me." She complained to her husband. "You misrepresented him on ustadz Riza Ma. She's scared." Rudi replied while chuckling. "Mas. Which car keys? I'm gonna grab something in the car." He said while raising his hand. "Let's take it." The man replied, hurrying away.

Riza came back again then put some boxes and fruit parcels on the table. "What'sthis? So much." Meta was surprised. "Again pregnant should eat a nutritious diet. It's got the same fruit dates." Answer Jihan. "No need to bother carrying it. Just coming here is enough." Meta feels bad. "Ep...Mas. Share the red money." Jihan pulled up the sleeves of her husband's shirt. "What's the Deck made?" He asked while taking his wallet out of his pants pocket. "You buy the same fried food gado gado in front." Answer Jihan. "Let me buy it." Rudi and Meta together. "Great compact. Don't need. Go with the kids. You guys just stay here." Answer Jihan. "This. No need to buy fried food. Your throat will hurt." Riza. "No. Said who? Yesterday I ate well. I'm gone first." Jihan kissed her husband's cheek because it was given three hundred thousand pieces of money to make the man smile at his wife's magical behavior. "That's yeah. Want to kiss if you give money. Fuckin." Meta stood up following Jihan who had somehow walked up to nowhere.

"Why come here?" Jihan was surprised to see Meta was already behind her. "And I told you at home." Further again. "Bawel me." Answer Meta. "The two don't wear chili buk. We just need to buy another one." Said Jihan bringing the child. "Yes Neng." Answer the gado seller's mother with a friendly smile. He is already familiar with Jihan because he often buys his gado gado while playing to Meta's house. "Where else are you going?" Ask Meta while following. "Dibilangin Bumil at home. We want to go around looking for food. You'll be sapped." His speech.

Until Jihan's house immediately ate together. "You're the deck kebangetan. Time doesn't matter at all. I'm not a kid know. Eat yours. Let's share." Riza said. "No. Eat your own. I'll order you not to use chili so you don't have a stomachache." Reply while keeping the plate away so that Riza does not follow the nimbrung. "Disput the husband of sin." Said the man pulling his wife's plate and picking up the spoon that Jihan was holding. "This is good." Said Riza starting to eat a plate together while feeding his wife. "Don't pout that way." Meta quipped his sister while chuckling.

In the afternoon Jaafar approached all those gathered in the backyard. "Assalamualaik." Her speech. "Getishalight." Answer them compact. "Hey. Uncle brought something." Said the man gave a paper bag to each of his bangs. "Say what?" Said Jihan. "Thank you Uncle." Say the two boys together. "Same as a darling." He kissed and hugged Jaffan and Jalwa. Skipping the growth and development of both makes Jaafar ingi always able to give attention to the twins.

"Mas. That's the rice pansy." The word Jihan pointed to some bananas that had yellowed in the corner of the page. "Yes. Not yet yesterday's feeling. I'll take the machete first." Said Riza rushing away.

Mark approached his brother after a while observing the vegetable plants that were growing so lushly. The young man sat crouching in front of Jihan. "So she wants that." Papa said insinuatingly. "Beat brother a lot. Honey in winarin. Make fried chicken with sambel terasi kak. The whole thing with the basil must be delicious." His pocket while smiling. "Benere Om. It turns out there's a want." Jaafar said with a small laugh. "Surge. Brother pick up his duku." Said Jihan standing up from sitting down. "Thank you brother. Brother is the best." Say it while peeking at Jihan's cheek. "We're helping Mom pick up." Jalwa and her brother followed. "The second that shoots. Don't get ripped off." Said Jihan. Jaafar smile. It is so full of love and warmth. Different from his family who only think about possessions and thrones. Jihan deserves happiness by being surrounded by people who love her so much even though there is no blood relationship between them.