The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

P2

Jihan returned to the room after she finished preparing breakfast. "God...." Riza's screams sounded to panic. "Why Mas?" He asked when he arrived at the walk in closet. "Pinched. Please Deck." The man replied standing up while grimacing in pain.

"Eat ati ati. Buru buru why the hell? It's still morning. Usually this hour has not taken a shower." Said Jihan while applying the drug to the property of her scuffed husband. "You go to the shop deck. You're coming with ya." Reply Riza at once. "I'm at home. It's been. Come breakfast. Morning is drama." She helped her husband to stand up. "Night can still be Dek?" Tanya Riza hugged her wife. "Policy. I'm just horrified." The man sighed hearing the wife's answer.

"Mothers. We'll go to the market, right?" Cerocos Juma saw his mother and father coming. Riza looked at his wife questioningly. "What's? Yesterday I told you the time you forgot." Said Jihan knew what the man was thinking. "The hell." Riza sat in her chair. "What would you buy?" Ask Papa. "You buy a cob. Juma asked for." Reply Jihan while eating. "We're leaving for breakfast Ma?" Ask Julian. "Eh...Who invited Brother. I'm the same as you." Juma did not accept anyone coming. "We're all coming. Don't win by yourself." Jaffan was upset with his sister. "Mas is on the Deck too." Riza's following along. "Well this again, people have a promise to go to the shophouse and even off the mark. If you want to go to the shophouse ya to the shophouse aja Mas. Don't fuckin' ngada you. Let me go with the kids." Answer Jihan.

Jihan has arrived at the traditional market. The woman walked on the flank of her daughter and youngest son followed by three handsome bodyguards who walked in the back. "Ma. Want persimmon dong." Julian. "Yes. We buy." The woman answered to the local fruit seller. "Mbak Jihan's. Long time no shopping at the market." Said the middle-aged man that Jihan subscribes to every shopping here. "Yes Sir. Aunt is shopping. I rarely go out now. Look at my bodyguards so much." Answer while chuckling. "Those two are her sisters?" Ask again. "My son Sir."

Arriving at the house Jihan immediately cook with the help of her children. The woman made fried cob fish, capcay, grilled chicken, fried tempeh tofu and sambal. "Assalamualaik." Riza approached those who were busy in the kitchen. "Getishalight." Answer them compact. "Why aren't my greetings answered Dek?" Ask while peeking at the wife's cheek. "It has. You don't hear." Answer Jihan.

All dishes are served. They sat on a mat for lunch together. Jihan ate with her hands instead of feeding her husband. The woman fed her five children in turn. They said eating from his mother's hands was delicious. "Don't use Ma's vegetables." Jason says. "You don't eat vegetables, raw don't want to." Jihan complained because her son was a little fussy and chose to choose food. What should she cook. Jason and Julian never wanted to eat out. So Jihan's always cooking what they want. "Mothers. Later accompany Jalwa buy Hijab ya." Jalwa. "Why not that. It's out, time out again." Riza objected to her daughter's request. "If the night is good Dad. More relaxed, not hot." Answer the girl.

A while later Juma came back to his father and grandfather who were still chatting. "Where's mom?" Ask. "In the room, I want to take a shower, she said." Answer Riza. "yeah. What kind of medicine is this?" Riza rounded her eyes to see what her son was carrying. "It's nothing." The man replied immediately snatching it from his son's hand made Papa chuckle.

"Why is that so manyun?" Tanya Jihan saw her husband enter the room. "Juma there is only. This love time is when I'm with Papa again." He answered while holding a powerful medicine in his hand. Jihan laughed at how embarrassed her husband was. "He didn't understand Mas. Why drink that?" Tanya Jihan sat on the sofa. "I'm getting old Deck. Fear of not being able to get you." The answer was to hug his wife. "That's a jamu or a capsule anyway?" Jihan switched the conversation. Indeed, in recent months, her husband has been declining, but she does not want to discuss it because she is afraid of offending. "Capsules. Just wanted to try. We'll try tonight." Bring along. "Your hand is still wounded. Let it heal first." Answer Jihan softly.

In the afternoon Jihan played basketball with her handsome sons. "Stop first Mom. Tired." Complain Jaffan pulled over. "Your father. Still young so. My mom is not tired." Jason scoffed. "Mother's name has tired veins." Answer it while drinking.

"Rest Deck." Riza approached his wife with a drink. The man rubbed the sweat that soaked his wife's forehead. "Dad. Fasting when?" Julian asked his father and mother. "Still long. Why?" The teenager nodded slowly. "You know rasain how to fast. This is his first time" replied the handsome teenager with a smile.