The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

The Omel In-laws

"Mother....." Shouted Juma consciously so he looked for his mother but did not find. "Why yell at the Deck." Said Jalwa who was disturbed. "Where's mom?" The handsome boy asked with a frown. "Mother again to the hospital took off the cast on the leg. Just sec. Soon to come home too." The answer then went up the stairs. "Why don't you make sure." Juma grumbled as he ran up the stairs ahead of his brother.

"Tumben Casper didn't come with me." Said Jaffan seeing his sister coming. "Mother is not Juma." He fell asleep on the sofa. "It's not my mom who didn't ask. You were looking for nothing. Where the hell is that?" Ask Julian. "Juma was with Mr. Ali to Lucifer's cage." Jason sighed softly looking at his youngest sister who was pouting so exactly with the Mother. Lips, eyes, eyebrows and everything is exactly the same - nothing misses. Even nature is like that. Jaffan and Jalwa also resemble his mother but his eyebrows and attitude resemble the father and Jason is grateful only Juma is like this. "Why is that?" Juma squinted his eyes because he looked at Jason closely. "No. It's just that you're so similar to Mama." Answer the handsome teenager. "Alhamdulillah. If you look like Juma's father wouldn't be this handsome." His answer made them round their eyes. Indirectly Juma said his father is not handsome, right? That boy is outrageous.

"Who is grateful doesn't look like Dad?" Tanya Riza arrived already behind her four children. "Juma Well." Without waiting for his brother to point He chose to say it himself. This is the honest Juma, the ceplos and what it is. He dared to take responsibility for what he said. Very similar to his mother. "Why is that?" Riza asked for an explanation. "It's true that looking like Juma's father isn't this handsome. If you look like Dad, Juma's face will be quite handsome but looks local. Juma's handsome European-like face is down from Mom's. Try if the decline of Juma's leather father must be sapodilla mature is not as white as this. Juma's eyes will also be black not blue like this." Obviously at length. "Oh so yeah. Ok....You don't want to look like Dad at the core. All right, don't go to bed with Mom. Want you nightmares, fear of lightning, fear of monsters, sleep alone." Firmly Riza passed away. "Dad...." Juma chased after his father who had come out of the brother's room.

"What the hell is Mas. It's old to play rich hide and seek." Jihan who was chatting with her daughter was surprised to see Riza enter and hurriedly locked the door of the room. "No papa." He answered and then sat down. "That's who knocked on Juma's door?" Ask. "Belgroff." Answer Riza. "Why is Juma the same?" Jalwa already knew if it was like this already confirmed his father was in conflict with the boy. "Juma said, Thank God, it doesn't look like Dad." Riza's words then told her everything made Jihan and Jalwa laugh. "You. His son just said he was upset. Maybe Juma's joking." Said Jihan while rubbing the corner of her watery eyes. "Where is the joke Deck? He told you with such details that fortunately the skin is not mature, fortunately the eyes are beautiful blue. If he looks like his father, he will not be too handsome. That severe. Body shaming with his own father." Upset Riza put her head on the lap of the wife.

"Papa." Said Riza surprised that her in-laws were already standing at the door with Juma. "What are you doing with your son Za?" Ask the middle-aged man. Riza could only be privileged in heart because Juma must have complained to her grandfather. "Riza was just kidding Pa." He answered while scratching his non-itchy nape. "There is a. Juma nangis daritadi wants to meet his mother instead you key. You're old and you don't want to be the same kid." Said Papa nagging his son-in-law.

Riza again approached his wife who was sleeping with Juma in bed. "Heh the mason complained." Said the man patting the butt of his youngest son who was hugging the mother. "You can't get along." Cheran Jihan because Father and son are always in conflict. "He's looking for a cause. Go to Papa again. I'll be the one at the Omeeli Dek. Basic artisan ngadu. Don't sleep with Mom." Again he patted Juma's ass. "Father who doesn't sleep with Mom. Juma wants to sleep with Mom." The answer. "Look at your teeth that will soon be dislodged. Tomorrow next door, tomorrow next door. Keep it up until it's all over." Riza scares nakuti. "What the hell is Mas." Jihan is upset her husband makes her son whine. "Well, so. Now I'm angry with you because of you." Complain Riza. "I'm not angry. Just reprimanding don't tempt his son continue dong." Answer Jihan. Riza pulled Juma away and quickly hugged his wife. "Dad." Whiney handsome boy because his position is taken by the father. "Got dong." Reprimanded Jihan but her husband even tightened his embrace. Juma did not get a gap choosing to sleep over his father while hugging Jihan as much as possible.