The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

You Don't Want Me Mas?

"Good Morning." Greet Peter with an expanding smile welcoming Jihan's arrival. "Morning." The woman briefly began walking into the room where the two would discuss something.

Two people are sitting facing each other. Peter looked at Jihan who was focusing on reading each file. "Can't you not be that serious?" Ask. Jihan looked up at the man in front of her. He looked at his co-worker and rival fiercely. "Can you shut up. Sign this soon and our business is done." Said Jihan handed over her signed Map. Without answering Peter grabbed the file and signed it quickly. "After this. Let's walk the road." Invite it but immediately rejected. "Why? Your husband won't know. It's just a road anyway." Said Peter. "You or I don't know, I don't want to. I still have business anyway. Thanks." Reply Jihan immediately left.

Jihan returned to the hotel room after her business was done. He told Dina to buy because she was too lazy to go out. The woman grabbed her vibrating phone. "Yes dear." Said Jihan as she picked up the call from her youngest child. "When's mom coming home?" Ask a teenager there. "Later night. It's still noon. You're home from school?" Jihan put her body to bed. "It has. Just got home." The answer. "Dad brother's home?" She misses her husband for not contacting her since yesterday. "Yet. But my brother has come home. Said Brother Dad was in a meeting with the other lecturers." Jihan nodded. "Jas. You change clothes and keep eating lunch. Please remind grandpa to drink his vitamins." Jihan's Message.

At night the family was waiting for Jihan's arrival at the airport. "Mother." Call Juma directly hugging the woman who was dragging her suitcase. "We miss." Saying His three children. "Mom misses too." Answer Jihan. "Don't you miss me?" Tanyanya saw Riza just silently peeking in place. The man nodded with a faint smile and then embraced the Wife.

Thirty minutes drive Jihan and the family get home. The woman went straight into the room and cleaned herself up to get a rest because she was tired. "It's sleep." He muttered to see Riza had fallen asleep on the bed. He went up and hugged the husband who was on his back. Riza opened her eyes in the dim light. His heart trembled violently. It's not that he ignored Jihan. But he was really upset about this problem. "Sorry." The mind in the heart.

"Mbak Jihan's. Let Auntie do the breakfast. Ma'am Jihan must be tired of coming home last night." The woman shook her head while smiling. "I'm not tired of Bi." The answer. "We cook rice anduk ya Bi. Long time no rice sitting so kepengen." Said Jihan taking the chicken out of the fridge. "Yes, Mother." Reply Aunty.

Papa smiled at the arrival of his daughter. "Not a sport?" The middle-aged man asked because of the astonishment Jihan came to breakfast on time. "Pa Holiday. Every once in a while." He answered while sitting near his husband. He immediately took food for the husband, children and also Papa. "Where is the project going?" Jihan nodded in response to her Papa. "Alhamdulillah. Smoothly." Jihan put the plate in front of her husband. "Ep...Jaffa. Later tell Mr. Budi to take between by those who have been packed yes. Mom's lazy to come out." The teenager nodded in response to his mother because his mouth was full.

"Sister." Mark walked over to his brother and his elders who were gathered in the living room. "Where is your son's wife?" Ask. "Again in the parlor. There's a show he said." Answer Mark. "Oh yes. Thanks for that." He hugged Jihan. "Om what?" Tanya Juma who just returned to take the ice cream. "Why how?" Ask Mark back at his bangs. "Ngapain hugged my mother. Move aside." Dismissed. "Go away Mark. Brother wants to eat ice cream." Jihan pushed the body of the younger brother who was still holding her. "Huh." Mark sat down on the sofa. "Where is Riza's sister?" Tanyanya was surprised because the man was not attached to his wife. "Again in the shop." Answer Jaffan.