The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Descending From His Mother

After preparing breakfast, Jihan went to her room. He approached Riza who was still busy wearing a shirt. "Not finished yet? It's 7 o'clock." The woman immediately helped. "Yet. Still looking for HP charger in hidden Juma. The kid's spraining in the morning." He answered while breathing. "Today Julian asked Jason to be escorted to his Papa's grave. Can you please Mas?" He asked permission. "Can. I'm not worried either. There's no way you're gonna turn back on your ex." Riza smiled as she kissed his wife's lips. "Oh yeah, so would you make Juma a sister?" Jihan looked at her husband sparkling. "No more sisters Dek. Five kids is enough. I told you I was just kidding yesterday." Riza replied quickly making his wife cluck. "Don't pout that way. It's getting pretty." She teased him and kissed Jihan's face.

"Mother." Shouted Juma so excitedly hugging his mother as the woman walked out of the room. "Gee. Good this way. Already showered. It smells." He kissed both of his youngest sons cheeks. "Dad don't want to kiss." Said Riza while turning her face away. "Dad doesn't have to kiss Juma." He answered with a smile winning. "Solicit the carrier." He stretched out his hand. "can't. Own road. You're heavy." Riza holding the wife's hand hurriedly took the woman away.

"Why?" Papa asked seeing the arrival of the child and his son-in-law while Juma followed while nagging. "Dad naughty." The handsome boy complained. "Casper must be the naughty Cake." Jaffan Sahut. "The bad father." Shouted Juma. "Heh. It's been. Don't yell. Let's sit down for breakfast. Mom wants to go." Said Jihan. "Where are you? Juma's coming along." Her speech. "Casper wasn't invited. I went with Julian and Jason's brother." Jihan sighed. Crowds like this are common in the morning. "Yes. Come along. Don't make a fuss. Let's eat breakfast. Fortunate later." Everyone nodded immediately to eat the food that had been served in front of each. "Jumas. Eat right don't be random so. Thankful we can still eat well." Reproof Jihan. "Yes Mom. Sorry." The answer. Riza sighed. I don't know where the stock of patience the wife faced her smallest son who more and more behavior.

Jihan and her three children arrived at the cemetery. The woman came down with Juma's hand to walk after Jason who had gone first.

"Pa, we're coming. We brought Mama with sister too. Papa didn't choose to leave us to Mama. We were treated well by Mom and Dad, and Grandpa and our other siblings. They do not distinguish us. We are like our own family. Papa can relax there. We always pray for Papa. Love you." - Love you." Jason. "Don't cry." Jihan wiped her son's tears. "Thank you for being the best mom for us. Treat us like our own children. Thank you for everything, Ma." Julian hugged Jihan followed by her twin brother. "Same as darling." Jihan patted the backs of the two.

In the afternoon Jihan and the family visit the plantation. The woman held her Papa's hand while offsetting the walk with a heart. "Mothers. Look at the strawberries are big." Juma was so enthusiastic. "A lot of seconds." Papa said then sat on the bench.

"Zp...Zaa...What your son ate so so." Papa was astonished by Juma's behavior. "Just like the others Pa. Good thing his mother was patient." Riza replied with a small laugh. "Jihan used to be. It's even worse." Papa's words made Riza curious. The middle-aged man then recounted his daughter's very mischievous childhood. "Even after the bath and have been danced beautiful by Grandma and Mark's mother he played mud until dirtying the entire floor of the house." He laughed remembering that moment. Riza just found out now, no one ever told her about this.

Night Days.

Riza approached his wife who was sitting in front of the dressing table. The man combed Jihan's beautiful hair slowly. "Now I know Dek why Juma's so naughty." Said Riza. "Why?" Ask Jihan. "Color is dropping from you. Your childhood was naughty, right?" He answered with a smile and told me what his father-in-law had told him. "I'm glad I got the answer." Riza arrived carrying his wife and then put on the bed with a heart. He began to kiss the lips of the beautiful woman gently. "Mas can't stand the Deck." His words were raspy full of passion while taking off his shirt and......The sound of the room bell ringing. "Astagfirullah who the hell." Upset Riza is already at the top but something is troubling. Jihan laughed then immediately restyled her exposed upper clothes.

"What's wrong?" Riza's question was Juma who came. "You go to bed, Mother. Juma's a nightmare." The answer broke in. The boy climbed into the bed and hugged his mother. "Where is Dad going?" Tanya Juma saw Riza walking not towards the bed. "You peed." He held back his annoyance and went to the bathroom.