The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Juma

Jihan is really busy today and the day ahead because all the workers in the house go home to their respective hometowns. "What's ripe is put in the jar." The woman told the children to pack the cookies she made. "Mas already share THR to employees?" Riza nodded as she arranged the cake made by the wife. "It was yesterday." The answer. "Juma overslept it Mas. Please move to the room to be comfortable." Jihan sighed to see her youngest son falling asleep with his head resting on both hands. "Let Julian just be Well." The teenager hurriedly carried his sister slowly to be moved to the room.

Finished taking care of the cake they all gathered to rest. "Assalamualaik." Someone enters the family room. "Getishalight." Answer them. "The. Who's in between? Go home and not tell me." Jihan smiled at the arrival of the teenager. "When you ride the angkot ma'am." He kissed the woman's hand on the side of everyone who was there. "Why not say? You or I can pick it up." Said Jihan rubbing Dika's head gently. "When you want to take the angkot ma'am." The answer is that he does not want to be troublesome. Jihan is very busy taking care of many things as well as Riza. "Rest first. Must be tired." Dika nodded in response to his father. "When you're not tired, Dad." The answer is because you still want to let go of longing and chatting with the mother.

Juma is still random show just woke up to the family who was busy chatting. "Kok home?" Asked the handsome boy sitting on the lap of the Mother. "Your parents." Answer Dika with a smile. He realized that his existence was difficult to accept by his older brother especially by Juma who was so spoiled with his mother. "When do you buy fireworks?" Ask Juma. "Waking up to sleep is still a reel, his hair is messy already asked for fireworks." Jihan wiped her son's face with tissue. "Later tonight baby. If it's still late this afternoon, no one's selling." Continue with soft. "Go take a shower there. Already want ashar do not be lazy to teach you. If you don't teach me there are no fireworks." Riza gave a warning to her son and was answered a nod by the handsome boy.

Jalwa helped his mother cook in the kitchen. "No salary?" Ask Jihan. "At the obstacle, ma'am. Just new. A few hours to open." He answered while breathing. "Mother last year was like that too. It's even a few minutes away from opening." Said Jihan while arranging the chicken that had been fried into the plate. "God. You and your sister brother object to Dika?" Jihan stopped her activity turning her back to look at the beautiful girl. "We need a process ma'am. Like when Jason's brother and Julian's brother came." He hugged his mother tightly. "Thank God. I feel sorry for Dika. Even his life is worse than my mother's." Jihan said she was relieved to get an answer from her daughter.

"Once I open Mom." Said Juma was eating in his mother's bribe. "Out of prayers tarawih Casper. You are not very patient." Jason Sahut. "Sister Dracula's coming along." His annoyance. "When you eat it, don't dong a little. Eat a lot." Said Papa. "Yes Cake. It's full already." Answer with a smile. "Eating vegetables. Don't be like Juma." Jaffan put vegetables on Dika's plate. "Thank you brother." He was answered by the handsome teenager.

Fireworks, peanuts and boiled corn have been obtained. They are waiting for someone to know who is not ready. "When you ask what?" Jihan asked because she realized that she always refused. "Eskrim." The answer is shame. "Oh at home there is. But if you want to go outside, I'll buy it." Jihan held Juma's hand and Dika went to an ice cream vendor not far from there.

"Love to brother." Said Jihan wanted to bring her children closer. "Thank you." Said the beautiful girl receiving ice cream from Dika. "Same with Brother." Answer with a smile. "I want the Deck." Said Riza. "Tumben wants, usually does not want. I'll buy it for a second." Said Jihan was about to leave again but her hand was scuffed by Riza. "You have you." He immediately ate the ice cream that was held by his wife.

Juma didn't stop smiling watching the fireworks. "How long has it been?" Julian asked while eating peanuts. "850 thousand, you can buy dates with kilos." Riza replied smilingly as her money floated up just to buy fireworks. "Sell it again, Dad." The word Jaffan made his sister whine. "Our father's going now." Take Juma. "Religion. Dad doesn't want to. I don't dare." Answer Riza. "From the time Dad was." The complaint is because every time you light fireworks Riza always told the gardener or driver at home. "Let's turn on brother." Jason and Juma said in a word. "If you want to play fireworks far away. My horse will be afraid." Jihan gave a warning. "Far away, ma'am. Like last year's fast. Fireworks in the field." Juma replied while putting his head on his mother's lap. "Juma's gonna sleep with Mom." Said pleading. "No. No more sleeping with my mom. I don't give permission." Strictly Riza while standing up. "May ya Yah." Juma whines after his father who walks away. "The indictment is Dik." Papa. Dika nodded smilingly in response to the middle-aged man. He was grateful that good luck was on his side. Although not yet accepted by all his brothers but he felt the warmth of the family here.