The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Mark's Promise

Riza approached his wife who was busy feeding the fish with the children. The woman did not eat breakfast together. After putting on the tie and preparing the meal Jihan left just like that. "Sir. Go first." Pamit Riza's. Jihan nodded then kissed the husband's hand in return for a soft kiss on his forehead and the child alternated. "Assalamualaik." Riza. "Getishalight."

Moments after Riza left Mark came to the three people who looked so engrossed. "Try to swim the fish there." Said the young man. "No need for Om. It's cold." Reply both. "Aren't you teaching?" Jihan asked seeing Mark still in casual clothes. "No. Let's walk." He wanted to entertain his brother. Seeing such a sad Jihan made her heart hurt. Although not noticeable because Jihan always looks happy in front of children but Mark really knows what the woman feels. "Let's walk Om." Both are so excited. "Come on. Wherever you want to go. O'm sorry." He really meant it. "No medical checkup, Mark. I've had a doctor's appointment." Said Jihan. "Yes my dear sister. All of you." He took his brother's hand to hurry up.

Jihan, Mark and the kids stopped by the hospital first. "Wait here the same Om. I'm just gonna take a minute." The woman rushed into the doctor's room. "Oms. Mom when did it heal?" Ask Jaffan. "Later healed. Let's just pray." Mark replied with a smile holding tightness in his chest. "Oms. The night that I was taken to the hospital. Jalwa heard Dad scolding Mom. Since then, I have looked down on me. Jalwa asked why Dad scolded Mom so much that I didn't want to answer. I guess Om knows why? Why are you yelling at Mom so hard that you're sad and sick?" Ask the little girl. Mark was confused as to how to answer. "That's the problem of the adult darling. I'll explain when it's time. " Mark replied as he rubbed the heads of the two gently.

Jihan came out of the doctor's office. "How sis? There's progress, right?" Asked the young man to approach his brother. "Still the same. Don't expect too much." Reply Jihan with a faint smile. Mark's breath choked. The young man hugged Jihan tightly. What the woman felt, she felt it too. "Sister is fine. Come onl. He said he wanted to walk." Mark let go of his embrace looking at the older brother with glassy eyes. "Don't crybaby. I don't like to see you like this." Jihan rubbed Mark's tears that had gone down her cheeks. "I will look after and make my brother happy. I promise." He said with a smile and then kissed the cheek of the beautiful woman in front of him. He held Jihan and Jalwa's hands while Jaffan held his mother's left. "Let's have fun." Take Mark.

The first place they visited was a grill restaurant located near the mall. Jihan ate while feeding the three. "The heart is still hot." The woman blew the ripe meat and then fed it to Jalwa. "Where are we going?" Ask Mark. "Close to the mosque first to pray dhuhur. Abis just go to the beach." Reply Jihan with spirit. "Well. Go to the beach and stop by Papa's house. Papa was there he said." Continue the woman. "Aren't you tired?" Ask Mark. "No. Time is just so tired." Answer Jihan.

Many times tried to contact his wife but was not answered. Riza called her sister-in-law. "Assalamualaik." Say the man when the call is connected. "Getishalight." Answer from there. "Where are you?" Ask Riza. "We're at Papa's house. Don't follow. I'll be home soon." The young man gave a warning before Riza acted. "alright. Be careful when you go home. Assalamualaikum." He immediately ended the call after getting an answer from the greeting he said.

Around the completion of the Isya Jihan prayer and others have arrived at home. The woman went straight to the room after putting the child's dirty clothes in the laundry. "Sir." Call Riza when you see the wife. Jihan kissed her husband's hand and then walked into a closet to change clothes. "Sir." Riza caught up with his wife and stood behind Jihan who was taking off her Hijab. "When do you want me to be like this? I'm sorry Dek." Said Riza so sad but his wife remained silent. Jihan stood up to her husband. "And when will you be jealous, suspicious and think badly of me? When do you want to doubt me? Remember well Mas. Everything I do feels useless and useless because it was last night. I know that your trust in me doesn't exist." Said Jihan while holding her chest. "Sir." Riza frantically wanted to grab onto the wife's body but Jihan quickly moved away.

Riza looked at his wife's back. The man did not dare to approach or hug because the wife was limiting with a roll in the middle. Jihan's never been this angry before. Angry won't be long either. Nagging at the most and then good again. Being in residence for days like Riza is experiencing is currently frustrating for the man. He no longer knew how to apologize to his wife.