The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Responsibility of Riza

Jihan checked her schedule. Today was pretty free. There is only one event tonight as a guest at one of the events. "Morning to afternoon safe. Usual take Papa to the plantation." Mumbled. "God. It's a shock to me." Said Jihan who turned her body suddenly the husband was already in front of her. "Sorry Deck. Please put a tie on." Said the man while kissing his wife's lips. "Hold it first." Said Jihan handing her phone to Riza. "Ep...Mas. There will be one event later tonight. I'm coming papa ya." Permission of the woman. "Maybe the origin of the return is not very malem. It's between ya." Riza replied with a smile. "I'm alone. It's not malem home. 8 O'clock must have gone home." Said Jihan while tidying up the collar of her husband's shirt. "Let's have breakfast." Take Jihan with Riza's hand.

Everyone gathered and ate their breakfast. "We can't go with Mom to dong's farm." Kuh Jalwa because it is not a holiday. "Let's bring you some scabs." The woman replied with a smile. "Mom will be a guest star on the talk show?" Ask Jaffan. "Yes. Later tonight. What do you want to bring me home?" Ask Jihan. "No need. The important thing is that you don't come home later is enough." Answer Jalwa. "You're busy now, aren't you? Aren't you tired?" Ask Papa. "Capek is common. The important time with family is not less." Riza sighed at his wife's reply. Time with family has always been a priority for that woman. But that's not what I'm worried about. Health is the most important. "Your health is lo Deck." Riza. "I'm not papa Mas. You take it easy." Answer with a smile.

Thirty minutes drive Jihan, Papa and Juma have arrived at the plantation. "Sir. Sister Jihan. Juma Deck." Greet one of the workers and they smile. "Where? Everything's good, right?" Ask Papa. "Current Sir." The answer. " Yasuda. Let's see first. My grandchildren and children want fruit." The man nodded in response to Papa. "Please." He said with a friendly smile. "Thank you." Reply Jihan and her son.

Juma held his mother's hand while carrying the basket in his left hand. "Mothers. Dad is old now. He is 51 years old. Why not retire?" Ask Juma. "not wanted. He said there are still dependents of you who have not graduated from school. I want to finance you guys using your own money not using Mom's money." Jihan replied while rubbing her son's head. "Why?" Ask Juma again. "Because Mom, you and your sister are my responsibility. He's the head of the family who has to support and provide for our needs." The teenager looked shaken. "But the car, the house and everything else has a mother." Jihan sighed softly. "Yes. It was all Mom who bought it. But for the needs of school and household sufficient Dad. If for example Dad less later Mother just intervened. Come pick the fruit you like. It'll be bad luck." Bring Jihan.

At 21:30 Jihan just got home. "Assalamualaik." Her speech. "Vaalaikumsalam. You just got to Deck? Not on the phone either." Cerocos Riza's. "sorry. Stop by first to buy food. This is in ready first. I'm gonna change clothes." Jalwa nodded then brought the food that his mother brought. "Next time don't stop by Mom. We're worried." Jaffan said he kissed his mother's cheek followed by his sister.

Finish changing clothes. Jihan with her husband approached the children and Papa who gathered in the family room. "Mom, let's eat." Take Juma to stand and then hold his mother's hand to be invited to sit. "Eat Ma'am. The sausage's good." Jaffan feeds his mother. "Papa doesn't want to?" Ask Jihan. "No. You guys are." The middle-aged man replied as he rubbed his daughter's head. "Aren't you eating Dek rice?" Jihan shook her head slowly. "Get me yes." Bargainly. "No need. It's gonna be full." Answer Jihan.

Riza belied her wife who had been lying in bed. The man came up to the bed and lay down while hugging his beloved wife. "Definitely tired?" Riza rubbed Jihan's back gently. "Not really." The answer. "Mas. I want some crackers." Said Jihan with arriving. "It's 10 Deck. The sale is also closed. Want to get in Carikan now, right?" Ask Riza. "No. Tomorrow only. You're on holiday tomorrow, right?" The man nodded in response to the wife. "Tomorrow we buy." Riza kissed his wife's lips and held her warm. "Let's go to sleep, dear." He said because he knew Jihan was actually tired and needed rest.