The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza
The more it Changes
Riza and her son are driving Jihan to the airport. "It has. Just two days. Don't be sad." The woman said breaking down a hug with her son because soon the plane will be in the air. "Mother leaving. You guys don't make a fuss. Listen to Dad. Jaffan take care of Adek adeknya ya." His message was answered by nodding. "Mas I'm leaving. You take care of your health." She hugged her husband tightly and gave him a loving kiss before leaving. Riza looked at the wife's departure. Not a word could be said from the man's lips.
At 8 Jihan has landed. The woman headed straight to the hotel with her Assistant Dina. "Mother tired?" Ask. "No. It was tired at the time." Reply Jihan while chuckling. "I'm not tired. More hungry." Further. "Later I'll order some food. Would you like to take you to a room or eat at a restaurant?" Tanya Dina while tinkering at her phone. "Eating in a restaurant is just like you."
Jihan went into her room. Women clean themselves up. Several times checking her phone there were no messages or calls from her husband. All messages are only from Papa, Son, Brother and also his sister. Usually if you are traveling Riza is the first noisier to ask the news. "What's my fault?" Jihan muttered to herself. He's confused. The end of this is even she who obeys all the words of her husband. Riza wants this to be followed. Then where's his fault? Jihan sighed. She then wears her Hijab to go to the restaurant as Dina is waiting.
"It's been a long time?" Jihan asked sat in front of the woman younger than her. "Not yet Ma'am I just came a few minutes ago." The answer. "Let's eat." Invite Jihan to hurry because she is hungry. "What's Din's schedule today?" Jihan asked as she chewed her chicken. "Dining with Mr. Peter. Tomorrow's just a survey of Ma'am's place." The answer. "Tomorrow? why not now? Fucking Peter. It could be as you wish to change the event." Dina could only smile seeing her Boss grumbling in annoyance.
"Can join?" Peter approached Jihan's desk. The man immediately sat down without being invited. "That's sitting down. Still asking for permission too." Syndir Jihan made her co-worker and ex chuckle. "Later one car with me. Our goals are the same." Jihan glanced at Peter who was gulping down his juice. "No. I already have a husband. Keep your distance." His answer stared hard. "You haven't changed." Peter said, but Jihan didn't care. He focused more on his food. While Dina just silently ate the food in front of her with occasional glances at the two people who always quarrel.
On the other hand Riza was sitting while watching her employees who were packing things. In addition to selling in the usual shophouse. The man also markets through online as well as inter-messaging. "Ustad why? Daritadi daydreams." Ask one of the employees. "No. Not daydreaming." The man replied with a smile covering up his true feelings. "Don't lie to ustadz. Ustad's having a problem, huh?" He tried to ease the boss' burden. Because if there's a problem Riza is always coming to help him. The man still did not want to admit to making his employees resigned. Maybe it's something that doesn't need to be told so he knows.
The dinner seemed quiet. No one talks to Riza either. If there's a wife maybe he'll talk about this. But the last few days of this time there was Jihan He was silent. Everyone realizes that but also does not interfere too much. "Riza to the room first Pa. Father's son to the room." He said goodbye and hurried away before he got an answer.
Arriving at Riza's room immediately lay down the body on the bed. The man looked around. If it wasn't for his wife, he probably wouldn't have had a life as luxurious as this. Again a sense of inferiority arose. He is like someone who is always riding in everything. His wife is more and he's not comparable. "Am I not that useful?" He muttered while breathing.
