The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Because I Love You

Jihan approached her husband who was sitting on the sofa in the room. "Why are you?" Ask while sitting. He felt Riza's change becoming more and more indifferent to him. "Why how?" Ask the man back. Actually already know what the Wife meant but Riza chose to ask that. "Your attitude changed to me. What's my fault? By the way dong Mas. Don't arrive like this. I don't know your heart if you don't talk to me. My flaws are where I'll fix them." Said Jihan bringing out everything that was stuck in her heart. "No. You are not lacking anything. Here I'm wrong." Riza's reply further confused Jihan.

A few moments quiet. Both are in each other's minds. "Wrong. Wrong how?" Ask Jihan. "I was wrong. Wrong because as a husband can not give more. You shadow me so I dong Dek. All this time I felt like there was no point. What you are has always been the main role. Everything was. Even the same house all your child's wishes are sufficient. Facilities and everything you can easily buy this. I as a man cannot. What role am I here? I am rich with no function at all. What people say. Marriage should be equal. If not, this is how it is." Riza answered while putting the book she read roughly on the table. "That's what your thinking is. Have I ever been with the family I humbled you? Have I ever wondered what your salary is or what you can buy? Notwithstanding. Never at all. Why is your mind so bad. I never had to dispute all that. You asked me to pay for your child's education and household needs with your money. Ok I'll follow. You told me to quit some of my jobs. Yes I am nurut. Where is my fault? Because I bought what does my own money do? Mas, those things are not what I meant by you. As husband and wife we close each other's shortcomings. You cannot love more but your role is also big in the family. Especially in religious science. You close my shortcomings and I also close your flaws. Shouldn't it be? Then why are you like this? Feeling demeaned as a husband. Why do you bring unequal marriage? I never had a problem with that. Are you sorry for marrying me? Mas, from the beginning if I did not love you I could not survive until now. Just so you know. Everything I do for you, us and my family. But unfortunately you don't realize that. I could have left you. A lot more men than you I easily get. But in fact I'm still the same as you are Mas? Because what is Mas? Because I love and love sincerely with you regardless of anything. But you still seem to doubt or not even believe it. Until when are you gonna be like this." Clearly Jihan was at length while wiping her tears that had wet her cheeks.

Riza was pensive with what the Wife said. He could only look at the woman who was starting to walk away. His mind and heart were filled with guilt. A rough breath seemed to come out from his mouth. It shouldn't be like this.

"Where are you going?" Jaffan asked to see Jihan carrying the hunt out. "Mom's going to a friend's house." The answer. "Mom crying?" The teenager asked her mother's hand. "Yes. Mom just watched the movie. Already, Mom left first. Assalamualaikum." Said Jihan rushing away after Jaffan kissed her hand.

Riza searches for his wife at the home of his sister-in-law, in-law, meta and also at the cafe but to no avail. "Where?" The man muttered worriedly that he had not managed to find his wife. He decided to go home and wait for his wife.

"Isn't there bowling in your house?" Ask Carissa. "There's." Reply Jihan briefly as she rolls the heavy ball to hit all the pins that are at the end there. "Let's watch." Ask Jihan to finish her game. "Well. There is also a place to watch at your home. Why would you want to watch outside?" Carissa asked her best friend. "Bawel Deh's. Come onl. But eat first. I'll deal with it." Take her hand to one of the restaurants.

Jihan and Carissa were enjoying the food. "What's the matter with you?" Asked the woman devouring the newly cooked meat in the grill. "Oh hot." He said, shaking his hands in front of his mouth. "Ati ati." Jihan. "Huh. What's the matter with you?" Ask again. Jihan sighed. She said there was tension with her husband. But did not tell in detail because they did not want to raise household problems. Carissa just nodded. He understands how Jihan is and does not want to explore deeper.