The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza
Call From a Bull Contactor
Jihan sat with the children while eating a snack that Mark brought. "Assalamualaik." Someone entered the room followed by several others. "Getishalight." Answer the three compact. "Sister. Is my brother sick?" Tanya Gita and Lita hugged the woman. "What are you sick with?" Tanya Mata checked her sister's body temperature. "Hot." Answer Jihan. "This rash why?" The woman kept asking. "The skin is irritated by changing the detergent yesterday."Riza came to them. "Take the medicine first." The man helped his wife stand up. "Let's go ahead." Said Jihan lazily. "Now." Firmly Riza took his wife's hand to go to the room.
Riza applied the medicine on his wife's back, neck and stomach. "Come on Mas Cepet. I'm going back again." His words were impatient. "A little Deck." The man kissed the tiny lips that continued to protest made his wife snort bitterly.
Jihan rejoined her pouting face followed by the husband sitting while embracing the woman. "Ih. Your hands are heavy." He let go of Riza's hand that was perched on her shoulder. "Why the hell is Ji? Pout so. I brought martabak to let the mood return." Jihan smiled then sat down below to invite the child to eat. "Aren't you going to?" Ask in the answer. "His body is still an angel." Said Meta sticking his palm again on Jihan's forehead. "Mas. Buy a yuk meatball." Invite the woman to make them all widen their eyes. "Aren't you full yet?" Amir asked, looking at the almost empty box of salted and sweet martabaks. "Yet. Yes Mas." Jihan shook her husband's arm. "You're sick on the deck." Riza answered while rubbing his wife's lips. "I want Mas. I haven't eaten the meat for a long time, Mr. Sukur." Riza sighed. "Two days ago whining for meatballs who did you buy them?" Said the man while stroking his wife's head. "Just two days ago I forgot." Meta Say. "Out again." Inevitably Riza nodded according to the will of the wife. "Please order it to be delivered." Disconnecting.
"Good night sir." Said Jihan. "Mbak Jihan's. Can we meet tomorrow? I have something to say about the construction of the house." Ask the guy over there. Riza inched closer listening to the conversation of two people who were separated by that distance. He does not want his wife to be seduced by another man like a few days ago while in the mall. "Tomorrow? What time is it, sir?" He asked back. "Hour 8 at the cafe near the clinic." The woman seemed to nod in agreement then ended her call after agreeing. "Who's Deck?" Ask Riza. "Contractor. He said he'd meet. Want to language something." Answer Jihan Honestly. "You're sick." Riza was looking for a loophole so that his wife would not meet a man who was more handsome than him. "Who knows tomorrow he'll recover." They all just shook their heads with what Jihan just said. "Some of the reasons why you often meet." Riza said she could not hide her jealousy. "Moreover tomorrow I can't be with you. He if you want to meet you is fitting if I can no longer be with you. That's bummed. That was intentional." Continue while playing the spoon that is in the bowl like a child. " This is not a meeting to discuss the house does not want a date. You're so complicated." Jihan replied, making them laugh.
"You guys sleeping here?" Tanya Riza saw the child hugging his mother while sleeping in the bed. "Yes Well. We want to go with Mom to bed." Answer Jalwa. "Mom has a friend of mine. You guys go back to the room." Both are shaken. "Sir." Riza complained, but his wife did not care. "Sleep why the hell. Same kid himself so." Well kan....So Riza got scolded. The man was forced to lie down to face his wife who was separated by two children who were in the middle of the two. "This is if you have children." His mutter noticed Jaffan and Jalwa who hugged his mother tightly so that Riza herself could not reach the wife.
