The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

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Riza smiled with satisfaction. These few days he is free from such a torturous punishment. "Your punishment is done. But you're free still on parole. Just delicious. Don't stick with rich tape. Step aside. I'm gonna go get the hijab." Jihan's sadness from earlier Riza didn't stop hugging her. "No papa. I miss you Dek." Her speech. "You're not papa. I'm the reason why napa. Not knowing. Sultry. Move aside." The woman forcibly removed her husband's hand. "Where are you going?" Tanya Riza followed the steps of the wife entering the walk in closet. "You're shopping. Tomorrow fasting. Where have you been." The speech grabbed an instant veil that matches the color of the game and then immediately put on. "Eh. Ja. You're not saying the same thing if you want to go shopping Deck." Protesting. "Indeed his body is there but his mind drifts somewhere. I told you last night, Mas." Said Jihan rushing to walk away with her handbag. "Mind is in you all. Wait for. Mas in between." Riza rushed to wear her shirt. "Don't be fierce. It's gonna fast lo." He followed Jihan's steps while reprimanding the woman. "You said I was fierce? Who makes the same sprain that makes anyone uncomfortable?" Ask while holding his chest. "I." Answer Riza lirih.

"Come brother." Said Mark holding his brother's hand releasing Riza's hand. "Eh...You what the fuck." The man did not accept. "Why? It's my brother." Mark rubbed his tongue out. "This is my wife." Riza said she didn't want to lose. "Children don't come to the deck?" Further asked. "Sleeping. Not to wake up. Let's just sleep. We're not long." The answer.

It only takes 10 minutes for them to reach the nearest supermarket. Jihan and Mark are busy picking out groceries while Riza is pushing a shopping trolley. "It's delicious isn't it?" Mark asked to see the fish meatballs in the freezer. "Try taking. Brother wants to try." The young man nodded then took some. "Oh. Kids love nuggets. Take Mark, too." Jihan's orders instantly got a nod. "Buy fruit with vegetables all Dek. You're pregnant, you have to eat a lot of nutritious food." Riza reminded. "Congruent is there, right?" Mumbled the woman. "That's there." Show Riza. The man rushed to get it for his wife. "Thank you." Said Jihan. "Same as darling." Riza's reply to kiss his wife's cheek upset Jihan. "Not knowing the place." She looked at her husband, but he just smiled innocently.

Everyone was gathering to enjoy lunch after the dhuhur prayer. "You guys are good. Uncle love gift." Jalwa's eyes sparkled at his uncle. "What's uncle's gift?" Ask. "What do you guys want? A home? A car? The apartment? Playground?" Her question instantly got a punch in the arm from Jihan. "Don't teach my children to matre." Said the woman staring intently at her brother. "Hehehe. Ja. What do you want?" Ask again." Jaffan smiles. "You need a pony." The boy replied, Choking his father. "Slow down Mas. They just want horses not dinosaurs. Why are you so surprised?" Said Jihan while giving her a drink. "Thank the Deck." Riza smiled. "Don't kiss. Just watch out." She looked at her husband full of warning. "You are that." Complain Riza. "You want to flap?" The man then asked his two children. "Preserved." Answer Jaffan. "The others only. Why a horse?" Ask Riza astonished. "Then donkey." Jalwa speak up. "Two of them." Jihan's words chimed in to make Riza, Papa and Mark gawk.

The weather is clear in the afternoon. They sat together in the garden while enjoying the cool air near the fountain. "Mothers. If you buy fireworks later." Said Jalwa approaching his mother. "Yes. Buy fireworks." Jihan smilingly stroked Jalwa's head. "Thank You Mother." He hugged his mother tightly. "Same as Darling. Remember. Don't sleep at night. There's no reason to watch TV with Om Mark. You must quickly sleep so that it is not difficult to wake up sahur. You guys are gonna fast full." Both nod. "Mothers. Will I have alms like last year?" Ask Jaffan. "Yes dear. Looks like the third day of fasting. Would you like to help share?" They nodded in response to his mother. "Mother what are the benefits of alms?" Ask Jalwa. "Priority is a lot. It can keep us away from the fires of hell, obtain treasures or rewards that multiply, prolong our age and spare us from bad death, get shelter in the doomsday later...." Jihan replied, explaining to her son. They smiled watching the woman so patient in teaching the value of kindness to children. Jihan always took the time to teach and tell the story of the prophet every night in between her busy life. In her harsh demeanor there was a tremendous tenderness and patience in the heart of the woman.