The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

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Everyone is having breakfast together. Riza had left earlier because she was taking care of the event on campus. Stay Jihan, son and Papa. "Mom's leaving with us, right?" Ask Jalwa. "Yes. So then. But Adek you guys want to stop by the Mall first. Buy a new basketball. No papa?" The compact twins nodded. "No papa. We'll stop by later." Answer Jaffan.

"Pa. We'll go first." Pamit Jihan kissed the middle-aged man's hand followed by his son's. "What do you want to bring home?" Fresh Jihan. "Not what to bring. Papa doesn't want anything." Answer with a smile. "Well, if there's anything on Jihan's phone. We'll go first. Assalamualaikum." They hurried off. "Getishalight." Reply, Papa led them to the front.

At the event, Jihan separates herself from the children. The woman entered a special room while the children sat on a bench that had been provided. "You're the same mother." Said Juma. "Mother has an event. You just sit here. Look at Mom from here." Jalwa said to his spoiled sister.

The show started. The host greeted Jihan who took the stage. The woman immediately got a standing ovation from all the spectators present. "Good morning, Ma'am Jihan. Wow from a beautiful TV look at it like this more beautiful. I got deg degan loh." The host's words made Jihan smile. "Good morning. Good morning everyone." Sweep friendly. "Please sit down. We're gonna have a chat. Get inspiration from all fields." Jihan nodded then sat down on the sofa that had been provided. "You want to invite Jihan to that. Even though there's someone inside." Everything chuckles. "It's been almost 3 months. Sorry about the schedule. But thank God this day can come." Said Jihan.

"What an amazing thing. This can be a motivation for young people like us to keep fighting and never give up. Well this is a little personal question from the audience. Ma'am Jihan's son is three yes. Two also attended college. His father my lecturer lo. What was her life as a housewife?" Jihan smiled. "Yes at home like any other housewife. Yes cook, yes clean, yes shop. There's a real housekeeper. But the same husband of the child's child was a bit fussy so I took care of myself." Answer Jihan. Another question comes in and it leads to personal life. As much as possible the woman answered him with pleasure.

Jihan approached her son after serving a photo session. "Mothers. Thirsty." Said Juma. "We're going to the cafeteria." The teenager nodded. "That's Mom's drinking there." He said he saw a bottle of mineral water staying half that held Jihan. "Died half. What enough?" Juma smiled then sat down followed by his mother. The teenager started drinking. "You're a prick." Said Jihan wiping her son's forehead with a tissue. All eyes were on the mother and daughter pair that was so sweet. "Sir." Riza approached his wife. "When?" Ask while sitting. "You stopped by the Mall first Dad. Juma asked for a new basketball." Answer Jalwa. "Yes. All of you want to buy the necessities for the peak of Wednesday. Tomorrow I have to leave. You guys are getting along at home." Jihan's message to her son and husband. "Wouldn't you like to peak?" Mark usury asked to come. "Hm. I want to repeat my youth first. It's been a dozen years since you went to the mountain." Answer with a smile.