The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Jihan Ngambe

Everyone's having breakfast together."If you want to go home after the holidays later say yes. Dad or Mom will pick you up." Said Jihan. "Yes, Mom." Answer with a smile. He is very happy to be received in the middle of this family even though the children of Jihan are a little difficult to talk to. And more Juma. The young man never answered his question.

Finished the breakfast of Jihan and everyone drove Dika to the front. The woman did not come because her husband did not allow her. Jihan's condition makes the woman have to rest a lot. "Thank you, brother." Dika said goodbye while kissing the hands of Jaffan and the others. "same. Studying well." They answered Dika's head. He nodded then approached Jihan who was standing not far from her place. "Thank you, Mom." Said Dika while crying hugging Jihan tightly. "Thank you for everything. Promised to learn and be a good boy." Further. "Same as a son." Replied Jihan while rubbing Dika's back gently. "Don't hug my mother." Can't stand Juma separating the two. Indeed, the orphanage child also often called Jihan Mother and hugged the woman. But it doesn't take long. "This is my mother." Possessive. "Yes." Yeah." Answer Dika smiled. Jihan wiped the teenager's tears. "Mas to leave first Dek. Don't you get tired of it." Said Riza saying goodbye then immediately left after peeping his wife's forehead and say hello.

Jihan was lying on the couch with her son. "Mother don't mind much. It's gonna hurt like this." Said Jalwa while twitching his mother's arm. "Yes Ma. Mama should be healthy. Lots of rest." Jason timpal. Jihan nodded in response to her son who was so considerate. "Mom want something?" Jaffan asked, answered by his mother. "Are you comfortable, Ma?" Julian asked who was pinching the woman's leg. "It." Answer with a smile.

Riza just came home directly to his wife and children in the family room. "Sleep her?" Tanya Riza saw Juma lying hugging his mother. The man gave a gentle kiss and sat down. "Slow down Mas. Wake up later." Said Jihan scolding her husband. "Yes." Yeah." Riza replied whispering closer to his wife. "Mr...." Juma squirms and opens his eyes. "Mother." His first word when he woke up from sleep. The handsome boy sat looking at his father. "What?" Tanya Riza frowned. "No." Juma said back to sleep.

"What do you want to do Dek?" Riza asked as she realized his wife was busy in the kitchen. "You make cake." Answer with a smile. Riza sighed. The condition of the wife can not be said to be good just to make her worried. He has repeatedly banned but the woman still insisted and inevitably Riza can only obey. It will help as much as possible. Just stir or get the ingredients that his wife needs.

Riza approached his wife who was sitting together with Juma on the balcony of the room. The woman laughed occasionally in response to her son chattering. "Take the medicine first." He said he sat down to join while giving medicine and drinking for his wife. "Mom needs a lot of rest." Juma. "Yes." Yeah." Reply Jihan smiled.

The atmosphere of the night seemed crowded with the commotion made by Juma. The handsome boy was reaping a lot of protests for playing ball inside the house. "Mother's thing will break." Tegur Jaffan but not listened to. Everything has been reprimanded but not effective. If it's like this, only his mother needs to intervene.

"Signor...." Sound of broken stuff. "Juma's." Call a woman firmly. Jihan hurriedly approached her youngest son. He was so sliced expensive ceramics had been crushed to pieces. "Jumas. It's expensive ceramics. It's hard to buy. It's only been a few days here that you've solved." Complain Jihan while sighing. "I told you not to play ball in the house. It's night anyway. Did you hear Mom say that? Dizziness Mother." Omelette Jihan. "Sorry Mom." Juma said while looking down. If this is the case, he can't dwell anymore. His mother's disappointment and grief were the most painful thing for the handsome boy.

"Mothers. Juma's sorry." The boy did not stop knocking on his mother's bedroom door. Riza sighed seeing her son crying in front of the room. Occasionally Juma must be taught a lesson and only Jihan can do it. "You're not sleeping?" Ask the man while opening the door. Without answering Juma directly barged inside. With a heart He went up to the bed. "Juma dear Mother. Juma's sorry." He then kissed the beautiful woman's cheeks and then fell asleep while hugging tightly. Riza shook her head as her silent wife smiled. He just realized that the woman was only pretending to sleep.