The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza
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Riza approached his wife who looked limp. These days the appetite of Jihan also decreases even the woman often misses lunch and dinner. "Why the hell are you Dek? Checking the doctor won't." Riza was worried. "No. No, really papa." Answer with a smile.


Riza's phone rings. The man picked up the incoming call from his in-laws. "Waalaikumsalam Yah." The answer. "Zp. Tell Jihan if Jena has an accident with her husband. We're in the hospital." Riza nodded then closed her call after saying her greetings. It is heavy saying. It used to be when his wife had an accident they were told but did not come. "What's up, Mom?" Jihan asked who was sleeping on her husband's lap. "Ep...Kak Jena's accident with her husband Dek. I told us to go there." The man said a little. Jihan nodded her head in a sign of agreement to come. "But you're limp like this." Riza's worried. "No papa." Reply Jihan reassuredly.


"Where are you going?" Tanya Jalwa and Jaffan approached Jihan who walked down the stairs followed by her husband. "You're going to the hospital for a minute and look at Aunt Jena. You're at the same house as Mark." The woman softly said. "So don't go away if you're weak." Mark's worried. "Sister is not papa. Just a little kid for a minute, Mark." He said immediately.


Riza holding his wife's hand entered the hospital. The man immediately approached his two in-laws who were waiting in front of the ER room. "How is it, Dad?" Ask with concern. "It's still a doctor." Answer Father. "Thank you for coming, son." Mommy and Jihan just nodded. "Sit down first." Riza invited his wife to sit down so as not to get tired of standing up. "It hurts?" Ask Dad to see his daughter's pale face. "No." Answer Jihan briefly.


A few days later Jaafar datanng. "You're pale why Dek?" Ask rubbing Jihan's cheeks. "No papa." He answered while shaking slowly. "How's condition?" Ask Jaafar. This kind of incident reminded him that when Jihan was in the hospital, no one came. But now when Jena and her husband had an accident, Jihan was heartened to come. "There's still no news." Answer Father.


Jena's body has been brought back to the funeral home and then immediately buried after being sholatkan, while Jenasah Amir returned to his hometown to be buried by family. Rudi also came to serve without bringing his wife and children.


The atmosphere was quiet again after the study was finished at night. No more holy verses. Jihan sat down with her two children and her sister. While papa and Riza chat joined the others. "You guys stayed here, right?"Ask Mommy to approach the Princess and her granddaughter. "You want to stay over?" Jihan asked but the twins quickly shook their heads. "Why?" Ask the woman a sad look. Losing a child and now the relationship with her daughter and granddaughter is not close either. "We're comfortable sleeping in Mom's house." Answer them both Honestly. "It's Oma's house, Mother's house too. Would yes..." Petanya.


"Mothers. Why are we sleeping here?" Jalwa protest waiting for Jihan to prepare milk. "Night, dear." The Javanese woman gave both of them one glass each. "It has. Thank you, Mother." They gave the empty glass back to his mother after it was finished.


"Not slept yet?" Tanya Riza entered the room to see her wife and her two children were still awake. "Kids can't sleep." Answer the woman. Riza took off her pecans and put them on the nightstand. The man was lying on the side. "Any bad aunt Jena, ma'am. That time insulted Mom and us." Jalwa. "Not to be remembered. Forgive all his mistakes to be quiet there." Jihan's words made her husband smile. Although stubborn, Jihan's heart is so soft actually. "Mothers. Oma and Opa have no friends because Uncle Jaafar lives alone. If you're told to be with me don't want to." The word Jaffan made Riza scrunch her forehead. "It has. Let's sleep. Don't let it be hard to wake up tomorrow for morning prayers." Jehan's voice clutched the twins' bodies. "I'm not on the deck?" Ask Riza. "Not until." Answer while chuckling.