The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Representing

Riza sat down after putting a glass of milk in front of her Wife. "So street Dek street?" Ask the guy. "So dong. Isn't it Pa? Papa promised you." The woman immediately got a nod from her Papa. "Why not later in the afternoon just Deck. I can be with you." Complain Sean. "Yes Mom. We can come later in the afternoon." Jalwa pouted because he had to go to school when his mother walked the street. "Don't be sad. I'll bring you something." The two boys looked up at the woman who was gulping at her milk. "Promise yes. But Mom did not leave for long. We'll go home later Mom should be home. Grandfatherbiscuts. Grandpa take good care of Mom. Don't take me to eat spicy. Don't take me to the market. Don't take me to dusty places." Jalwa gave a long, long wobble. "Gee....Representing your father yes." Papa said seeing his grandson so chatty about defeating Riza. "They're the same Pa. Just like his father. His face resembled that of his older brother like that of his father. That's it." Mark said while laughing. "If it is. Brother is dizzy." Said Jihan. "Why deck?" Riza's question made his wife sigh. "One of you has hot ears. Add two Jaffans to Jalwa. Or who's still in the stomach like the three of you. Ouhh..." Jihan lowered her head. "Cerewet is also because dear to you Dek. You are in no trouble let alone I keep quiet. It's getting worse." Reply Riza because it is so.

Jihan was ready to immediately hold the hand of her papa waiting in the middle room. "Let me drive." The woman's words made Papa sigh. "You're pregnant. Just papa." The answer. "But Pa...." Jihan started protesting. "Not going to go?" The man quickly answered the slab.

Papa just drove her wherever Jihan wanted to go. Both are currently in a chocolate shop. Jihan ordered and sat down to enjoy the ice cream with the Papa while waiting for the chocolate to be wrapped. "Where else is it going, baby? There's still 2 hours. Papa. "Where are you going? Papa's turn is now." Reply Jihan. "Papa kangen baksonya mr. Sukur anyway. We buy. Can't you be with your husband?" The middle-aged man made sure. "Can. I'll call." The answer.

Riza has just returned home to join his wife, children, in-laws and brother-in-law who is eating meatballs. The man sat down to his wife. "You Deck." He asked for a bribe. Jihan nodded. So feed four people including himself now. "Sir Sukur said, Greetings to you."Said Jihan conveying. "Getishalight." The man replied after swallowing the food in his mouth. "Change the shirt there. Eat again." Reproof Jihan. "Later on Deck. That Mark hasn't changed his clothes either." Said he's looking for his friend...."You guys are the same. Change clothes there." Compact shakes. Mark and Riza both refused. "You ah." Sad Jihan let the two of them as she pleased.

In the afternoon Jihan, husband and son walk the street in the park. "Not close. Will fall." Reprimand Jihan while sitting on the steps of the stairs that surround the fountain. "Mother look. Jalwa has something." His words ran over to the couple. "What?" The little girl smiled and then opened her hands. "Float. Release dear. Let him live free." Jihan said directly in response to the nod. "Have you thought?" Ask Riza. "It's Dad. But it's only five days, right?" Riza nodded. "Where? Wanna?" Ask with a smile. "Now. But as long as we haven't left. That long we sleep with Mom." Jalwa's words made Riza's breath choked. "Sleeping by yourself dong. You guys sleep with Mom a lot." Riza said softly. "We're going to split up with Mom Dad. So you have to spend a lot of time with Mom." Answer They are compact.