The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Bickering

Meta is visiting Jihan's house. The woman was only with the child because her husband was still working. "Have you been home at this hour?" Ask Jihan. "No brother. Repetition. Eat it home quick." Answer Gita. "Please." Said Aunt delivering drinks and cakes. "Thank you Bi." Say Them. Aunt nodded then immediately said goodbye to return to the kitchen. "You've never brought a tape here now." Said Jihan while holding Meta's child. "You're pregnant. Where can I eat tape." Answer Meta. "Oh. Can't be." The woman nodded in response to her sister. "Look...My body is getting worse after giving birth." Complain Meta while taking and then devouring the pandan sponge cake on the table. "Later gym can if Aska has not drank breast MILK." Suggestion Jihan. "No ah. Too heavy. Where can I." Answer while chuckling.

Riza is still on campus. The man finished filling the class straight back into his room. He opened the desk drawer. Observe one by one the letters that come to the wife that more and more days only. The man had deliberately hidden it so that Jihan would not know. Not fully open yet. But most of the people who ask for news and send poetry. Riza looked to sigh. Honestly He was angry but as much as possible He was red.

Meta says goodbye after a long chat at Jihan's house. "Let's get between the drivers. Don't book a taxi." Said the woman. "No need. Let's just order a taxi." Without receiving a rejection Jihan immediately told the driver to prepare the car and deliver the Meta family. "Thank you. Let's go home first." Meta Pamit with children. "Don't be too tired. Eat healthy." Continue to give a message while stepping out of the house. "Yes." Yeah." Reply Jihan delivered them. "Thank you for the chocolate, brother." Gita and Lita. "same. Take care of me." They nodded then immediately went down the stairs as the car was already waiting.

In the afternoon, Riza arrived home. Just finished climbing the last ladder the man was made angry with the box and bouquet of flowers which of course in the direction for the wife. Riza takes him inside to ask Jihan for an explanation of who actually sends the package every day.

"Have come home." Said Jihan who just came out of the dressing room. The woman immediately kissed her husband's hand as usual. "Who's that from?" Riza asked curtly while slamming the bouquet of flowers and boxes on the floor until the sound of impact was heard. "Why are you throwing it away?" Riza did not answer. He was upset that his wife still cared about the two annoying things.

"From who? Your affair? Your dark boyfriend?" Ask Riza in a high tone. "Say." The man snapped making Jihan flinch. Seven years newly married this time he was snapped by Riza. "I don't know. You're accusing me of that, Mas. What kind of woman do you think I am?" Jihan asked with a pushy look. "You don't trust me that much. Wh why? I was like or what?" Ask again but Riza still did not answer until a while later the phone call came in. "Yes Christin." Replied Jihan while wiping her tears. "Im Ok." The woman said with a smile. "Package. That ash color box package?" Jihan hurried to her knees and then opened the box on her husband's slam earlier. "Yes." Yeah." He said, ending the call. "Why? From your friend your man who's in England?" Riza's question was still in an annoyed tone. Jihan stood up while carrying the broken ceramic. "You know. This is my grandmother's ceramic that Christina sent. He made it for me and you destroyed it. You're not just destroying a precious relic from a dead man. You also directly slandered me for cheating. You know the religion. More than me. You're out there a role model with your words. Everything you say about slander and jealousy is bullshit. All phony. You actually do it yourself. It hurt my heart so much." Jihan looked at her husband with glassy eyes. "Akh." The woman held onto her chest which was painful. "Sir. Mommy..." Riza held onto the wife's shoulder. "Don't touch me." He said and left the room.

"Mother." Call the twins already in front of the room door. Both heard what was going on because the soundproofing in the room was not activated. "Dear." Jihan wafted her pain. He does not want to make children sad. "Why did Mom cry? Mom scolded Dad, huh?" Asked both. Jihan could not answer the woman began to close her eyes and then fell unconscious.