The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

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About 6am. The sound of the footsteps of horses galloped quickly around the magnificent building with that white feel. A woman spurred her mounts into a brisk run regardless of the still-piercing cold as the sun had yet to appear to provide warmth. Sweat began to fall down dripping from the forehead and partially soaked the t-shirt that covered her slender body. "Go Lucifer's. Go." The loud voice sounded so dusty and the spirit channeled energy for the dark horse to run faster.

"Good Boy." Said Jihan when she got off. The woman hugged her beloved pet tightly while stroking the black mane that added to the impression of valiant mighty. "Bring it to the cage sir." Said Jihan instantly getting a nod. He walked down the racecourse in slightly wet clothes. "Happy?" Riza asked with her chest closed only in response to the sweet smile of his wife. The man wiped the sweat off his wife and gave her a drink. "Enough. Let's have breakfast." Invite the woman to kiss her husband's cheek at a glance then hold the arm to be invited to walk together. "Do you love your horse more than your husband?" Ask Riza in the middle of the trip. "Why be jealous of an animal. I love you guys. But the portions are different. Of course you love more. Otherwise, it's unlikely that the three troublemakers will be present." Jihan answered making Riza laugh. His wife can go global as well. "I'm not flirting or flirting. I said seriously." Jihan's words made Riza widen her eyes. His wife is psychic or what to know what he is thinking.

"Uhs. Smell of sweat." Said Papa while laughing to see his daughter and daughter-in-law coming. "Papa. No one ever protested with the smell of my sweat. People say they don't smell. Papa was the first to do so." Jihan sat in her usual place. "Mothers. The road yuk." Take Juma. "Where?" The woman asked while devouring her sandwich. "To the beach." Jalwa answered with a smile. "Grandpa's coming yuk." Take Jaffan but the middle-aged man shook his head. "Grandpa got bored on the beach when he was young. You guys just go." The answer.

Jihan approached the child who was waiting in front. "Let's go he said. "Juma's sitting next to Mom." The teenager said he got his brother in the car and sat down near Jihan. "You're this. You can't give a little bit of the same brother." Upset Jalwa. "You guys just get upset. Especially the husband." Riza started driving her car.

Half an hour's drive arrived at the beach. Jihan and the children came down when the car was parked smoothly. "You guys first. I want to order coconut ice with Dad. Jaffa. Take care of his sister." Jihan's Message. "Yes, Mother." The teenager answered with the hands of Jalwa and Juma. "Sister. Come with Mom." Complain the youngest. "Mother is just a minute. Don't ngeyel. Follow what my brother said." His words did not want to obey the wishes of his sister.

Two hours was enough time for them to have fun on the beach. Riza decided to take his wife and children home. "Almost make some shopping." Said Jihan on the way home. "To that front self-service there is Yah. It's complete there." Jalwa. "Yes. We're there." Reply Riza agreed.

Jaffan and his father pushed a shopping trolley following three busy people. "You want potato chips, ma'am." Said Juma. "Take it for your brothers." Reply Jihan was immediately greeted by a nod. The handsome teenager took five large packs. "There are no ordinary detergents?" Jihan asked watching the shelf in front of her. "That's Mom. Up above." Jalwa. "Let's get it." Riza swiftly took some bottles of detergent and clothing softener that is often used. Understandably his wife's skin is sensitive so detergent alone must be properly noticed.

Riza smiled. Just stayed for a while putting groceries in the kitchen He had found his wife sleeping soundly on the sofa. The man kissed Jihan's forehead then carried her to be moved to the room.

Jihan was still sleeping quietly in her husband's arms. Riza placed the light body of the wife on the bed with a heart. The man took off his wife's hijab, shoes and socks. He took a wet tissue to clean the woman's legs and hands. Not to forget, he also cleaned Jihan's face with micellar water and cotton. Finished with everything Riza went to sleep while hugging Jihan tightly. He kissed his wife's lips and forehead with love. "Mr..." Shihan was still with his eyes closed. "Sleep again, baby." Said Riza patting his wife's back slowly.