The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza
The Bitter Morning
Jihan blinked her eyes until they opened perfectly. The girl sat herself down lazily. He got out of bed and walked to the bathroom to wash his face for a while and changed his clothes with sports clothes. "ouh...why is my body sore?" Complain girl it. He will jog for a while accompanied by Chester as was his habit when he was still living in the house of the Grandmother.
Jihan paused her intention to approach Chester when she heard a noise in the kitchen and smelled a burning smell. "Hey. You can make the kitchen burn." Said the girl rushing to put out the fire. "sorry. I was gonna make breakfast. Didn't expect it to be like this." Riza said it was not nice. The man wanted to be romantic by serving his wife breakfast. Who would have thought it would end like this. "Sit. Let me prepare breakfast. If you cook, you can burn this house down." The Wife and Riza said only. He sat not far from there watching Jihan start picking up materials from the refrigerator. Even though he looks upset. But Jihan's face was always pretty. "Don't daydream. Ntar kesambet bothered. Satan can sometimes also temptain ustadz as well. Ustadz is still human." Said Jihan without turning her head making her husband special.
"Well. Fried rice is done. Eat it." Jihan serves breakfast to her husband. "Where are you going? We don't have breakfast together?" The man asked to see his wife walking away. He really hoped that Jihan would take the time to eat with him. "I'm going for a jog. You have breakfast first." Riza stared at the passing of his wife. He loved and cared for the girl who had just been his wife for a day. His determination to make Jihan melt will not stop. He will continue to struggle to pursue the love of his wife.
Along the way they didn't talk to each other. It was Riza who didn't speak. He only listened to his wife who was nagging. "It's like this. Hurry over. I don't want to know when I get there has to be materials that will be processed. We're ordering a lot." He said in a annoyed tone. "You have your own schedule. Do I have to tell you one by one. You're all grown up. Even older than me. I don't deserve to be this angry. But what can I do." It has not stopped yet when it arrives in front of the campus. "Sir." Call Riza softly. "What?" Al answered with emotion making everyone there hold back his laughter. "Ah sorry." He said while breathing. "I'm leaving. Assalamualaikum Darling." Pamit Riza extended her hand. "Yes. Just leave. What else do you want?" Pesil Jihan. "Kiss hand. A wife should be that." Jihan rolled her eyeballs and obeyed Riza. "Assalamualaikum Darling." Say it again while kissing the forehead until the sound goes into an unbroken call. "Getishalight." Jihan replied with annoyance. "Oh. Shiet." The call is realized if the call continues.
Jihan stared at the annoyance of all her employees. They just turned out to be pranking. All materials are ready and arranged very neatly in the storage room. "Sorry Mother. Don't squander dong. Just kidding. We miss the end of this late Ma'am Jihan will rarely come. I miss her nagging and miss everything." Said one of them. "Morning can make people rise in blood." Replied Jihan while standing up from her seat. "Don't sulk mbak. I went to her husband, loh. There was a very friendly kiss the same word sweet. Until his voice sounded muach." They're chuckling. "Heh....Don't need to discuss. Let's work. Orders are many." Jihan encouraged one by one the bodies of her employees to disperse. "The newlywed pie." Meta Ledek. "Damn." Jihan's tails made the woman laugh.
