The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza
I sent you the address
As per the agreement that Jihan submitted. This morning they will hold an ijab qobul event at the Al Rashid residence. The guests are very limited. Only the person who gets permission from the bride can see.
Jihan is led by her mother to meet the man who is now Sah as her husband legally and religiously. The girl looked beautiful with a thin makeup polish and white kebaya that made her elegant. Riza smiled at the arrival of the wife. His heart beat even faster as the two exchanged rings before everyone. The man who is not celibate is increasingly made to float when the wife's soft lips hit the back of her hand. He smiled then kissed Jihan on the forehead gently.
Riza entered his wife's room after chatting with her in-laws and her In-laws. He saw Jihan sitting busy talking to someone on the phone. The girl had changed into a shirt and trousers. "Yes. Wait for. Patience slightly. I'm still wearing shoes." He said while tying his shoes with a cell phone that was clamped between the ear and shoulder. "You're so chatty. I said wait a minute." His words immediately stood up while putting the flat object into the bag of pants. "I want to go." Jihan said to Riza who was still standing in her position. "Where? You're not having lunch?" The husband's question made the girl shake her head and rush out. Riza walked towards the bed. He smiled to find his clothes ready. His wife is a bar but has a sweet side.
"Where's the Deck going?" Ask Dad to see his son go in a hurry. "You're out." Reply Jihan briefly then hurriedly continued her steps. Dad took a breath. This is not what he expected. He had to lie for the good of his daughter. The man felt calm if Jihan was the one guiding and Riza was the right man.
Two people were sitting together in the living room while enjoying a snack.
In the evening Jihan was watching a movie with Chester because Meta and Lita came home this afternoon. He grabbed his phone lazily to check who knew there were reports about the cafe from his employees. "Gosh my god." Said the girl saw hundreds of missed messages and calls. One call came in from an unknown number He immediately picked it up. "Assalamualaik." Said the man over there. "Who is this?" Jihan asked lazily. "This is your husband Riza." Answer the man and Jihan is just Oh riya'. "Where are you? I'm in front of the apartment." Riza is worried about being mixed up with his wife. "I sent the address." Said the girl instantly turned off the call.
Riza has arrived to directly enter the car once the fence is open. He rushed down and pushed the bell home. "Assalamualaik." He said when the door opened. "Getishalight." Answer Jihan slowly. Riza gulped at the sight of the wife wearing super short pants with an oversized t-shirt.
"This is your house?" Asked Riza and Jihan just nodded while continuing her cooking. She had to cook tonight again because the annoying man who had become her husband complained not to have dinner. "Eat." Said Jihan serving rice and side dishes on the table. "Let's eat the same." Take Riza with her smile. "I've eaten. Still full." The girl said as she washed the dirty kitchen utensils. Riza smiled then ate his wife's cooking voraciously.
Finished changing his clothes Riza immediately approached the wife who was already in bed. He ventured closer to Jihan who seemed to have closed his eyes. His fingers stretched out along every curve of the face of the wife. "Pretty." He muttered while smiling. "Good night, dear." Riza landed a kiss on Jihan's lips and hugged the girl. Tonight should be the first night for the two people who are already halal. But Riza will wait until Jihan accepts.
