The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza
Not to Loss
Everyone is having breakfast together. They noticed a faint-looking Riza with eyes that were so obvious if the man hadn't slept all night. A day has been like this. How are the next three days. Inner Papa and Mark asked inwardly. "Let's have breakfast soon. We're going to Papa's farm." Bring Jihan. They started eating their breakfast. "You sleep at home." Riza quickly shook her head. There's no way he's not coming. He will go wherever his wife goes. "Mothers. Bring it from home, right?" Ask Jalwa. "Yes. Mom is ready. We'll have a picnic there." Reply Jihan while drinking the milk that was made by the husband. "Sir. Do not continue with the punishment. You can see I'm three days and four nights not sleeping." Said. "What do you want to wear?" Ask Jihan not to lose. "What do you ask?" Riza asked her wife. "Later I think first." Said Jihan. He doesn't want to lose dong. Punishment is still punishment. There must be a proper replacement.
They arrived at the farm. The child ran as soon as he got out of the car. "Don't run away and fall." The pregnant woman said as she stepped in following her daughter's son. While Riza and her brother were busy bringing food from home. "According to concern Brother." Mark said seeing the chaos that had befallen Riza. "Thank you." The man replied with a smile then followed the steps of his sister-in-law who had walked first.
Riza followed his wife who was busy picking various fruits with children. "The apple is big." Appoint Jalwa while looking up. "You want that." Further. Jihan nodded then picked it up for her beloved daughter. "Thank you Mother." Jalwa hugged his mother's belly which began to grow. "Same as darling." Reply Jihan gently stroked Jalwa's head. "Don't eat first. It'll be peeled." Jihan said to her daughter. "You're an orange." Jaffan took his mother's hand to be invited to walk slowly to the Mandarin orange tree that was bearing fruit. "Yes, I'll get it." Jihan started picking some and stuffing them into the basket her son was carrying.
Everyone gathered after being satisfied to pluck various fruits. They sat in a circular mat on the title mat on the back porch of a simple house for Papa and the workers to rest in. Jihan was busy peeling the apples and chopping them. The woman served on the plate for everyone to enjoy. "If it's right here no one works Pa." Papa nodded in response to his daughter. "Indeed, Papa told me to take a day off if you came here. Let it be more free." The answer. "Grandfather. The round mango is already fruitful." Point Jalwa on a low mango tree that bears fruit. "Yes. But it can't be eaten yet. Still sour." The beautiful girl seemed to nod. Riza placed her head on the lap of the wife. "Why this. Do not be like this. It's hard to know." Protesting. "A little Deck." Answer the Man. "Five minutes "Strictly Jihan but Riza did not respond.
A few minutes passed. Riza is asleep. Even a few times Jihan woke up, the man still did not respond. "Let him sleep. It didn't seem like sleep last night." Said Papa reprimanding his daughter. "Mark. Get me a pillow inside. Brother's waist is sore." The young man nodded then immediately rushed to get a pillow just like his brother's will.
"Mr..." Riza woke up from her sleep. The man found the surroundings empty. "Good God I overslept." Said the Man. "Where's my wife Mark?" Ask the new brother-in-law who came from inside. "Sleeping in the same room as a child." The answer. Riza nodded then rushed away.
Arriving at Riza's room with heart moved Jaffan who was hugging his mother. The man went to sleep hugging his wife. It was so comfortable that he fell asleep in seconds.
In the afternoon Jihan and the family arrived home. The woman rushed in ignoring the conscious Riza so followed in her footsteps. He went to the children's room to prepare a change of clothes. "You took a shower. I've got the clothes ready." Jaffan and Jalwa nodded obediently then immediately carried out the mother's orders.
Finished taking care of the son of Jihan switched to prepare clothes for her husband. "Make there. The clothes are ready." Said the Woman. "Later on Deck. How were you? What'd you think?" Riza's question reminded the negotiation this morning. "It has. Throw away your perfume that smells jasmine or what it is. Very disturbing." Said Jihan. "Yes. Put it away." Said the man hurriedly disposing of the perfume by from his friend. "Already Deck. You can sleep with me, right?" Ask. "Can. No hugging, kissing and so on. Keep my distance." Reply Jihan rushed into the bathroom. Riza nodded the man immediately following his wife. He wants to take a shower together eh.ternya door in the key. Jihan took a relaxing bath ignoring her husband who was banging on the door.
