The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Gifts

Riza was already in the shophouse with his wife, daughter and also his youngest son. The man was checking the goods that had just come in the warehouse leaving Jihan and the children waiting in his room. "Ustad. Is Jihan cured?" Ask one of his employees. "Alhamdulillah is better. Also came home from a check-up and took the medicine at the hospital." The answer. "If you may give ustadz some advice. Don't let Ma'am Jihan have much of a thought. Fear it hurts so much." He said give advice. "It does. But there's always something happening." Riza replied with a sigh.

Jihan sat with her two children on the carpet. The woman was showing photos of the family and children when they were children. "Juma is cute, Mom." He said when he saw a picture of his childhood in the carrying of the mother. "Follow first. Now the naughty astagfirullah so not cute anymore." Jalwa replied then laughed seeing his sister's upset face. "Mothers from adolescence until now haven't changed." He continued to open a photo of his mother when not married and compare it with now who are still the same look very young. "There's a change for sure." Reply to Jihan while opening the other sheet.

"Where are you going?" Tanya Riza saw the child and his wife come out. "You go to the side fruit shop. Buy crackers with pineapple." Answer Jihan. "Come on." Riza deliberately took off her daughter's son's hand from the mother and held the woman's hand to hurry away. "Same own child so." Said Jihan hearing protests from her two children.

Jihan is choosing melons because Jalwa wants to. "This is the fragrant Deck." Said Riza while bringing the melon she held closer to the wife's nose. "This is big Dad." Jalwa said with his choice. "Take all of you." Jihan did not choose to make her second choice. "Mothers. Juma wants watermelon." The handsome boy pulled his mother's hand towards the watermelon. "Select which one?" Tanya Jihan gives freedom. "This one. The biggest." Juma replied with a smile pointing at the largest dark green watermelon in front of him.

Riza brought his wife's groceries into the house. "Where's Mom Dad?" Tanya Jaffan is still with hair that random chatter signifies the teenager just woke up. "Still outside. Wash your face there. Smell of pillows." The answer. "Oh. Yes later. Jaffan help." His words took over the two bags of crackle that his father brought. "Weight. What's it say?" Ask Jaffan. "Swimming, melon is like any other fruit. Let's take it to the kitchen." Let the man walk first.

"Mothers. Open the fast later use ice fruit yes." Juma followed her mother who was about to go to the kitchen. "Yes. Your brother's sister's paying the same father why don't you join too." Reply Jihan while still walking. "Lazy ah Mother. Dad ngajar njai lama. Not to mention still losing brother. Juma's gonna have a last turn." He reveals all his reasons for making Jihan finally stop. The woman suddenly crouched down in front of her son. "Juma said he wanted to pay full salary this fast. Not rich last year. I'll give you a special gift for Juma." Jihan rubbed her son's cheek. With a gentle seduction from him the boy nodded in spirit. "Let's go back." He said with a smile.

Jihan enters the musholla at her house. "Well casper's back again. Escape where are you?" Jaffan asked to see his sister coming. Not responding to Juma sitting between Jason and Julian who was teaching at his father's teaching. "Thank you Dek has been brought back by his son. Later if he runs away I report you again." Riza. Jihan just nodded and then left.

"Mothers. Which Juma gift?" Ask when breaking fast together. "It." Said Jihan presenting a black forest in front of everything. "This is not a gift, ma'am. If only Juma's gift could." The boy did not accept. "Try to cut first. Some distinguish it from others." Juma nodded then immediately cut the cake as the mother said. The melted strawberry sauce made her smile. "The others aren't like this?" He was answered by everyone. "Thank you Mother." Juma hugged and kissed her mother. "You're just asking for a gift." Riza sighed seeing her son's behavior. "Juma is still a child of Yah." The answer is irrefutable.