The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Riza's Story

Jihan is cooking sahur food aided by Bibi and Jalwa. "Baked chicken is ripe it please arrange on the plate ya." Said Jihan in nodding her daughter. The girl moved the grilled chicken made earlier into a large plate. "Mothers. Um Mark, why haven't you been here?" Ask Jalwa. "Have a family of their own. Been busy. Jalwa later if you have a family will also definitely feel it." Answer Jihan. "No ah. My family also has time for others. Jalwa later if you have a family will also be so. Won't ignore Mom and the others." Jihan could only smile. The thought of his son may come true. Mark used to say that, but the truth is different. "Mother." The girl clasped the mother's hand and made Jihan stop her activities. He hugged the woman who had given birth to him tightly. "Jalwa know what problems that plague the late Mother until the condition of the mother often drop. Jalwa overheard it. The changed attitude of Om Mark has also become the Answer. Mother don't worry. There is no concern from him there are also children Mother, grandfather and also Father. So Jalwa please if there is anything do not in the pendam themselves. Stories to us all grumbled Mom. We love Mom. We love you more than anything." Jalwa said while crying. "Thank you Darling. I just don't want to burden you." Jihan replied while wiping her daughter's tears.

"Have you woken up?" Tanya Jihan saw her husband come out of the room. "Why crying?" Not answering Riza instead gave a hug to his wife. "It's okay." The woman replied, making her husband sigh. He knew without getting a direct answer from his wife. Nothing but not sure about Mark. "Don't think about it." Said Riza kissing his wife's lips greedily. "Mas." Reprimand Jihan when the pangutan detached. "Later after Imsak will no longer be Deck. Let's just say it's Mas's sahur." Riza smiled looking at the wife.

"Jason. Awake Dear. Time to go." Said Jihan patting her son's back slowly and then giving a kiss of affection to the teen's temple. "Yes Ma." His answer hurriedly sat down and kissed his mother's cheek. "Wash your face first. Mama wants to wake up another." Jihan rushed away after rubbing her son's head.

Riza approached her family who had gathered in the dining room. The man carried Juma who was still half asleep. "Wake Baby. Hunt down Imsak later." Jihan took over her son from her husband. "Juma is sleepy Mom." He put his arm around her neck. "Come sahur. Mother's a bribe." Jihan sat holding her son. He ate while feeding the handsome boy who still looked very sleepy. "See spoon. It'll take an eye." Said Jaffan laughing seeing his sister so lazy to sahur. "Baby Deck." Riza pity seeing his wife hassles start feeding the woman.

Jihan is busy in the kitchen helping her Husband and Daughter as well. "Don't use that sugar. Use the sugar in the box to be healthy and not diabetic." Reprimand Jihan when Riza wants to take sugar from the jar. "Oh. What's this for Deck?" Ask confusion. "That's rarely used anyway Mas. Auntie bought it." Answer Jihan. Riza nodded then immediately poured the intended sugar into the flour that had been sifted Jalwa.

"yeah. What was Dad's youth?" Jalwa asked in between stirring the dough making Riza frown her forehead. "How are you?" Ask back. "Yes, when I was a little boy to a bachelor." The answer. The man seemed to understand. "Father of her Elementary School in Madrasah. Junior High School and High School go to graduate. After graduation, I did not go to college. Dad stays 3 years old. At the age of the 21st Dad just went to college until S2. When Dad was in college, he was out of the cottage so he could stay at home to accompany his own father. Dad's mom died when I was your age. If Mbah kung you died when Dad finished Dad's studies. Some years Dad taught at the pesantren where Dad used to study while working on rice fields. Then Dad wandered in here while receiving a work call from college through your Opa. Shortly after that, I married my mother. Isn't it Dek?" Tanya Riza seduces his wife. "Where do I know. Forgot." Reply Jihan was busy putting the dough into the baking pan. "Mother of the young cuek so huh Yah?" Jalwa asked in a whisper. "Yes. It took a long wait until the word love came out of his mouth. But I didn't give up and kept waiting. It took an incredible struggle to get Mom's heart." The answer is also whispering. "Already, stir the right don't flutter." Jihan's reprimand to her husband and daughter made them laugh together.