The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

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On Monday everyone will be as active as ever. Jihan's condition is fine. The woman was able to do normal activities as usual after two days of total rest. Everything did not stop warning the woman. Now at home there are also several household assistants to prepare all the needs of Jihan. At first, the woman refused, but her husband continued to force her to finally comply.

Everything was gathered at the dining table. Jihan is taking food for husband and children because papa and Mark have taken it themselves do not want to bother. "You don't do much Deck activity. Don't be like that. You are a lot of allergies. Do not eat or hold objects. There will be dusty allergies you relapse." Riza just returned from the kitchen and put a glass of warm milk in front of his wife. "Yes. How warm is it? Not cold, is it?" Ask. "Morning just have a warm drink Deck." Said the man immediately sitting down after peeping his wife's forehead. "Papa's going to the farm. What are you bringing?" The middle-aged man asked his daughter. Maybe Jihan wants fruit. "What could Pa. Oranges can be." Answer with a smile. "Grandfather's wine bears fruit?" Ask Jalwa. "Fruitful dong. A bunch. Jalwa?" His question was immediately answered with a nod of spirit. "If Jaffan wants a strawberry cake. Bring it later." Said the handsome boy. "Yes. Grandpa will bring you your order." Say papa while continuing to eat.

Jihan drove them to the front. "We're leaving first, Mother. Father." The two boys are leaving with Mark. "Yes. Heart of hearts dear." Jihan gave kisses to her two children and Mark. "Both are good at home." Book Mark before you leave. "Yes. You're heart-hearted." The young man nodded and got into his car. "Hm...Then papa will go too." Said the middle-aged man. "Pa's heart." Jihan and husband kiss papa's hand in turn. Now Riza is left. The man refused to leave his wife. Riza hugged Jihan for so long. "Let go there. You're late later. Go to college where the rich are going. I'll see you later." Said Jihan patting her husband on the back. Riza looked to sigh. "Mas to leave first Dek. You're good at home, baby. If there's something or want something just call. Later if you call or send a message to ask about the news you picked up. Reply. Don't just let it sit. Don't be like that. Just rest. Do not walk a lot or do heavy activities. Later in the afternoon we go to the hospital to check the womb. Go first. Assalamualaikum Love." Riza said throughout the regent's speech then kissed his wife's face without being missed. "Getishalight." Answer Jihan. Riza seemed to be walking down the stairs. The man occasionally turned his head before reaching the courtyard and getting into his car.

Daylight. Riza came home with her son. "Assalamualaik." He said he entered the house. "Getishalight." Jihan replied directly to them. "Clean clean first, continue to pray continue to lunch." Jihan was answered nodding by the twins. The two boys immediately darted away after kissing his mother. "The misses." Said Riza while hugging and kissing the wife. "You leave at 7 and come home at 12. I think it's too much if you say that." Riza holding no lie. But somehow his wife does not believe.