The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Be Assertive

Riza will start to be firm with his wife. As of now, the man is collecting all the food that could endanger the health of his wife. He searched and put instant noodles and other instant foods in the basket. "Mas. Wanna flap?" Ask Jihan the food she had hidden well and used to eat when her husband left was known to the man. "Mas don't be so dong." Then he started whining. "It has. From now on, no more eating food like this. You will control your shopping. There's no aci baso, ramen, instant noodles and your MSG-rich food like this." Strict Riza. "It's not spicy." Jihan followed her husband who was rummaging through the entire contents of the kitchen and cabinets. "It's not just spicy stuff you should avoid. You are right sports. But this food isn't good either and you know it's Deck." He continued to do his mission of letting his wife whine and cry a little.

Everyone stared at the two large dus of food that Riza had collected. "The bad one." Complain Jihan. "Dear, you ate it like this." Riza hugged his wife. "Is this all about ustadz?" Ask the house worker who was called Riza. "While you want to flap, sir. Surely not in this house." Answer Riza. "Make us ustadz?" Ask. "Can. Please." Quickly answer.

"From now on, shopping should be the same. No more shopping alone with children or Bibi. Love stealing your chances." Riza said firmly to his wife who was sitting with the children. Juma hugged her sad mother. "They're outrageous." His words rushed away. Riza sighed telling the child to stay in place while he would catch up with his wife.

Jihan ignored her husband who kept knocking on the door asking to come in. He's in a bad mood right now. Jihan's bad mood is sometimes exactly the same as Juma's. His childish behavior appeared as it was now by locking the door to declare he was having a snack. Let him be said to lash out like Juma in fact Riza really sucks right now.

"Well, Dad, you don't want to open the door yet?" Tanya Jaffan approached her father who was standing at the door. "Yet. Snatch him." Riza. "Here Jaffan open." Her speech. "Can you?" Ask Riza. "Can." The teenager pushed open the door until it opened. "Thank you. Why not daritadi." Said Riza rushing in and closing it back down.

"Sir." Call Riza then immediately shut her mouth to see the wife sleeping soundly while curling up like a child. He smiled and rubbed his wife's cheeks that looked wet from tears. Breathing came out of the man's mouth. Actually he can't. But Jihan whose stomach acid often relapses makes him have to be firm to regulate the woman's diet.

"Mother." Juma hugged his mother as she came. "Have the guests been ma'am?" Ask Jalwa while giggling. "Your father sucks." He answered while inviting Juma to sit down to join. "Mom's already know stomach pain eating like that." Julian Sahut. "Mama would like to." Complain Jihan. "Yes know. But remember the condition also dong." Papa who just came to sit with his children and grandchildren.

Lunch is ongoing. Riza joined after preparing the rice field that he bought earlier for his wife. "Mas. Kok side dish is just an omelet, rendang same roasted chicken. Which other one?" Jihan asked on the seasoning with a protest. "The others are spicy, you can't eat." Answer Riza. "Let's eat." He then began to feed the wife who was feeding Juma. "We don't eat rice." Complain Jihan. "It's a rice field Dek. Only the dishes are incomplete. Already, let's eat." He continued to feed his wife.

Riza is in her study. The man opened the box with the rest of the money to buy Jihan's necklace yesterday. Only the kitchen needs can be handled. Even the family insurance business alone Jihan is responsible. "Bismillah may." His murmur slowly noticed the folds of his new savings paper amounting to 5 million five hundred thousand. "Mas." Call Jihan enter the room making Riza hurriedly hide. "What's hm?" The man asked while hugging the waist of the wife who was now standing nearby. "What are you doing?" Ask Jihan back. "Not anymore why. Just check the incoming email." Lying Riza. "Sawwow stuffing." Said Jihan smilingly looking at her husband. "Now what's the season anyway Dek. Try to find it." Riza immediately stood up and kissed his wife's lips.

Jihan and her husband are now in the market. The woman was walking in the Riza gang watching one by one the fruit sellers in the market. "That." Show Jihan immediately take her husband to go to the end of the fruit seller.

Riza immediately chose him for his wife. The man bought three kilos at a time because Jihan was so fond of the sweet fruit. "What else do you want?" Bargainly. "What is this?" Taya Jihan noticed the longan-like round fruit. "That's langsat. You can't eat. That acid tastes." Riza answered while choosing another fruit even though the wife did not ask.