The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Revealing Story

Jihan approached her two sons who were waiting in the living room. He's gonna go see the place Jason and Julian's gonna rent to open a new branch. Riza had gone to the shophouse with Jaffan, Jalwa at her friend's house while Dika chose to accompany her grandfather at home. Only the four of them left. "Come on." Invite the woman while holding the hand of her youngest son. "Come on Ma." Answer them immediately stand up.

Jihan was taken around observing the entire interior of the building. "Where's Ma?" Jason asked after they sat down together. "Living in repaint must be good. You guys rent it complete with renov or you renovate yourself?" Jason and Julian looked at each other. "Not yet to discuss the matter Ma. The owner will be here. Let's wait a minute." Answer Julian. "If kitchen furniture and all sorts let Mama take care of. You want which one to choose. Adjust the same theme of your cafe." Jihan thrust her tab. "No need Ma. We'll buy it ourselves." Julian said it was bad to have to repot his mother again. It's true that Jihan has a property business but the twin brothers don't want to make Mama have to be complicated again. "Hey why is that? This mama your mama should've helped." Said Jihan. "It's just bad always bothers Mama. Everything Mama took care of." Jihan shook her head in response to the two. "Whatever the parents will do for their child. So is Mama." The woman rubbed Jason and Julian's arms. "Thank you Ma." They hugged and kissed Jihan. "Ih... Why kiss Mom." Juma is upset trying to separate the two from the mother.

"Older cocks." Said Riza directly hugging Jihan when the woman reached the terrace of the house. "What the hell. It's only been three hours." Answer Jihan. "Dad. Bukaine." Juma thrust his canned milk at riza. "It's staying in the pull. So much of your wits so that Daddy takes off the hug. Unfortunately I don't want to." Riza opened Juma's milk while still hugging his wife. "Ah already. You're these. I'm going in. Leasin." Jihan forcibly removed her husband's arm and passed into the house.

"Yey watermelon." Juma excitedly ran towards the beautiful woman who was carrying a tray followed by her older sister. "Juma can't eat. Eat watermelon keep wetting you later "Said Jalwa elevate the tray that is being carried. "Mothers. Juma wants watermelon." Said complaining. "Try complaining to Dad sometimes." Reply Jihan while sitting down after putting the fried banana and other snacks on the table. "Whichever father has ever sided with Juma." His complaint. "Jalwa is love." Said Riza after sighing. "Yes Well." The girl replied, letting her sister choose. "Take three so out?" Ask Jaffan. "Resid dong." The answer was to sit next to the mother. "Fried banana Dik. Don't just shut up, dong." Jihan was worried about her son. Irit spoke only a smile and nodded if responding to something. "The heart is still hot." Jihan picked it up with a fork. "Thank you, Mom." He said with a smile. "same. Eat the others too." Jihan said in response to a nod.

Riza, Jihan and Dika were sitting together on the back porch. "Aren't you taking a nap?" Ask Riza. "No Dad. It's not sleepy." Answer with a smile. "Silver. Here I was gonna talk." Jihan patted the empty spot next to her hinting Dika to sit down.

After the teenager sat down Jihan rubbed her head gently. "The. You don't want to know who your parents are?" Ask Jihan. "You can stay with Mom and still be Mom's son. But have you never asked or found out about your parents?" Jihan said as the look on her son's face turned worried. He was afraid that Dika misunderstood would return it to his parents again so he explained. "When you asked Mom. Said the man who was babysitting Dika. Ibu Dika dumped Dika because she was impregnated by her employer. Dika's mother is a housekeeper and her employer does not want responsibility. Dika's mother died a few years ago when we met. I was looking for Dika. The first mother did not meet Dika directly but met Dika's foster parents. The second one only spoke a little with Dika. Mom said she was Dika's mother. I asked Dika for hair for nothing. The last one I gave Dika a lot of money. If not wrong there were three million at that time but directly taken the person who nurtured Dika. From that moment on, I never came and I just got word if Mom died by suicide." Obviously Dika. Jihan wiped her tears. "When you want to see Dika's father?" Ask the Woman. "No Ma'am. Dika is happy like this." Answer with a smile. "However that is. I'm glad you're happy." Said Jihan hugging her son.

Riza sat down while embracing his wife. "What's the hair for Dek?" Riza asked after hearing Dika's explanation earlier. "A DNA test was made for the tool to blackmail his employer. But unfortunately over time Mother Dika who begged for love was also unrequited. The woman was frustrated and killed herself." Answer Jihan explained. He did browse through everything about Dika and only got the results this morning. "Tie him." Jihan muttered imagining how difficult Dika's life was.