The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza
Cita Cita Riza
Jihan is busy in the kitchen with her twins. They will make dishes for photos as menu book fillers. "Sir." Call Riza to his wife. "What's wrong?" Jihan asked while arranging the first dish with heart on the plate. "No papa." Riza's reply was to kiss his wife's cheek. "The habit is not knowing the time." Pesil Jihan. "A kissed husband so." His grunt. "It's no problem to smell it. The problem is I'm again making dishes in the photo. If it breaks it will be disappointed." Said Jihan. "Sorry." The man smiled then kissed his wife's cheek again after the woman was done.
All dishes are finished. Jihan started shooting them one by one. He has prepared everything in detail from the lighting to the background. "Next." Jihan told Jason to change the menu. The teenager nodded immediately replacing the menu on the table with a new menu. "Swipe to the right a little." The word Jihan justifies.
Finished with all the photo activities, Jihan immediately put it in the menu list and designed it. "How did it work?" The woman asked for an opinion while operating the laptop. "Serah Mother. We don't really understand. Adjust the same concept cafe only." Answer Julian. Jihan nodded then made the menu book adjusted to the concept of her son's cafe.
"Thank you Ma." Jason and Julian hugged and kissed her mother because she was so satisfied with the menu book she had made. "Yes. Don't kiss Mom." Upset Juma erased the traces of her two brothers with a kiss. "Yes. Don't kiss." Timpal Riza kissed his wife and hugged her possessively. "Ah already. Want to eat." Said Jihan letting go of her husband's embrace. "The. Do you want formal or advanced school at the cottage?" Tawar Jihan may be the other son felt not at home in the cottage. Dika seemed to think. Honestly, he wants to always be with his mother every day like this. But it is also not much science. "Let it in the cottage." Said Juma. "Let your brother choose." Answer Jihan. "When you want to stay at the cottage, Mom. I still have to learn a lot." He answered while staring at the mother. Jihan nodded. "Whatever your decision, I support you as long as you are comfortable." His words rubbed Dika's head gently.
In the afternoon, Jihan invites the family to visit the garden. The woman took her father's hand to walk together. "Papa will sit down. You continue with your husband to take care of the children." Papa said giving time for his son and daughter-in-law. "Really Pa?" Jihan asked answered a nod by the middle-aged man.
Everyone gathered to enjoy the fruit they picked. Riza sighed seeing his wife so cleverly hiding the wound. Jihan was crying but now she can laugh again with her children. "Sir. Don't eat acid." Tegur Riza's. "It's okay to." Replied Jihan while eating the strawberry her son picked up. "It's sweet." Said the woman. "Can answer it. Can't eat anymore. Bring pudding from home." Riza took out a box from the fruit basket beside her. "Ih. The others ate the fruit when I ate this." Complain Jihan. "Can't protest. Just eat it." He began to feed his wife. "Enak kok Bu. Jalwa who makes the time I don't want to eat." Say her daughter while she sniffles. "Mothers. I don't get sick anymore." Said Juma hugging his mother. "Mom is not sick." Replied Jihan rubbed her youngest son's head gently. "Yesterday's mom was sick eating ramen." Jaffan said again to make his mother pout. "Don't pout that way. So it's more dear." The teenager kissed his mother's cheek followed by another.
Jihan looked out the car window on the way home. "Mas wants boba." Said the woman to her husband who was driving. "Drink milk or juice at home." Answer Riza quickly. "I want Boba Mas." Jehan grumpily looked at her husband expectantly. "Yes. Don't come down and buy it." He chose to give up and obey the wishes of his wife.
"Where are I Mas's boba?" Tanya Jihan approached her husband who was sitting on the balcony of the room. "Sit down first." Said Riza grabbing his wife's hand to sit together. "Slow Deck." He helps the woman drink. "Capek huh?" Tanya Riza brought the wife to sleep on her lap. "No." Answer Jihan. "Dek wants to tell you the same story. Mas have a mind if Mas given the opportunity to experience old later live together with you in a simple house. It's just the two of us when the kids get married.........You want to, right?" Riza asked at the end of the long story but got no response. "So fast as sleep." Riza murmured smilingly at the temple of Jihan who had fallen asleep.
