The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza
Riza's Idle Woman
Jihan just came out of the kitchen. He ran when he heard a scream from the back of the house. "Gosh my god." He said he threw himself into the swimming pool. She hugged her husband's body and led him to the edge. "Can't you swim?" He was answered by Riza. Jihan ran to get a towel not far from there and put it on her husband's body. "Can't it be splashed?" He asked as he clasped Riza's hand trembling in fear. "Lostered." Answer Riza slowly. Jihan helped her husband stand up and led him slowly into the house.
"Thank you." Riza clasped his wife's hand while they were having breakfast together. "Hm. You've said that over and over." Jihan replied, refocusing on her food. "Mark. File is complete?" Jihan asked the young man who was eating breakfast voraciously beside her. "It has. Brother's gonna take me, right?" Ask and Jihan just nodded. "We're just leaving together." The rose of Riza made the wife shake her head. "You first. I have to cash in the bank for the cafe." The answer. Riza can only resign. He cannot interfere with the wife's business.
The atmosphere of the campus became boisterous, making Riza who was having lunch with other lecturers avert her eyes. Looks like a pretty girl with her sunglasses just got out of the car with a young man. Those who do not know their age will be considered the same. But in reality it is a distance of four years. "Well beautiful. They're new students?" Ask the lecturer who sat down to eat with Riza. "Awas sir. His eyes are guarded." Tegur Riza while chuckling because the one praised was his wife.
Jihan who was accompanying her sister waiting for the administration accidentally heard some who were talking about her husband. "Hows it? Miss Zahra is close to Mr Riza?" Ask an older woman. The veiled girl looked embarrassed with a reddened face. "Just pray, Mom." Answer while blushing. "May you be a match. Same with Soleh and Solehah. Mr. Riza once told Bagas. He said the type of woman his dream was closed and understood religion. It fits with Miss Zahra." His words were welcomed happily by the interlocutor. Jihan did not want to listen any further choosing to play her phone.
Jihan just got home from the cafe. The girl placed the lunch box on the table that she brought for the dinner of her husband and sister who were at home. "Capeak sis?" Mark asked as he stomped his brother's legs sitting together. "Lumayan." He answered while closing his eyes. "Why? is anyone sick?" Riza asked frantically as she approached her wife. "No. I'm just tired of it." Answer Mark. "Let me be a flirt." Riza took over her sister-in-law position. After a while, the girl seemed to fall asleep. Riza smiled then confirmed Jihan's position to be comfortable. He kissed Jihan's forehead gently. "Let's eat. Sister Jihan said this was for us." Take Mark back from the kitchen with two dishes and a drink. "Yes." Yeah." Reply Riza joined her sister-in-law.
Jihan woke. He only slept for a few minutes. "You woke up the Deck." Said Riza seeing his wife open her eyes. "Hm. Aye." Yeah." Answer while tilting the body. "Have you eaten?" Riza approached and sat down under the sofa where his wife lay. "Some time to eat. What time is it?" Ask. "Seven a quarter. Yes eat. I'm a bribe." Jihan shook her head slowly. "You drink." She sat down and immediately gulped down the water her husband gave her. "Your face is pale like this. You sick? The body's not good?" Riza worried about starting to stick her palm on the forehead of the wife "No. Just get sleepy." Reply Jihan reassuredly.
