The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza
The Happy Day of Riza
Jihan slowly sat down near her husband still with a smile that had not worn off compared to her heart that was cursing at this time. Riza clasped his wife's hand tightly. "Wife of Ustadz Riza what's her name?" Ask them further with dozens of other questions coming from the audience as well. "The last question. Who wants to ask please." Said the host. "I." A woman's voice sounded while raising her hand. Zahra stood looking at Jihan with a trivial look. "I want Zahra to ask. Can Jihan read the Qur'an? If you can practice it now." He said he wanted to trap her intentionally. Riza is afraid that his wife will be humiliated. Honestly during her husband Riza never once saw Jihan read the scriptures. "Please." Say someone put the Quran that has been open to read Jihan. Jihan closed the Qur'an making everyone whisper to each other while Zahwa smiled victorious. Riza rubbed his wife's hand gently while looking down. "audzubillahiminasyitonirojim bismilbornohmanirohim......" The melodious voice softly calmed the hearts of everyone. They were glued to the spot because Jihan proclaimed the Surah Al Kahfi without seeing the Qur'an. Not infrequently their tears dripped with the chanting of the holy verse that is so beautiful it also includes Riza.
Jihan just kept quiet while focusing on playing her phone did not respond to Riza who was aware of chattering. "My wife turned out. Your voice is so beautiful, honey. Since when do you memorize the Qur'an?" Riza did not stop smiling. "Since childhood. He learned from Mom." Mark answered because he knew his brother was in a bad mood right now. "Stop in front. I want pizza." He said he made the husband agree.
When they got home, they ate together without changing clothes. Jihan just took off her hijab while rolling up the sleeves so as not to get dirty. "Mark. When will you check your eyes? Don't delay." Mark nodded with his mouth full. "Why's eyes?" Ask Riza. "It is a blur to see distant objects." The answer is after swallowing food in the mouth. "Tomorrow sister interracial. What time do you have college?" Ask Jihan. "Tomorrow empty. The lecturer is unable to attend."
Riza approached his wife who was already lying on the bed. The man went up and hugged his wife. "Why?" Tanya Jihan looked at her husband's strange gurgle. "I want a deck. I can't stand it." His complaint held something. "Can't stand what?" Jihan asked not understanding. "Yes that....I want you. Want to serve you. Want it lo deck....You don't understand either." Riza is worried about his wife. She did not know her husband wanted to. "Time is sick." Said Jihan. "Now it is not because it has been entered." Answer Riza quickly. "Masa? Just watch if it hurts." Said Jihan. "That means dong?" Riza and Jihan asked. "Thank you." His words were so excited.
"He didn't hurt. It still hurts." Jihan protested because after their union ended hers was still in pain. "Let's take a warm bath to let it go." Riza grabbed her sleeping robe and then carried the wife into the bathroom.
The man soaked while holding his wife. Soap that smooth back with gentle movements. "Still sick deck?" Ask Riza to make sure. "Looking." Answer Jihan slowly. "Thank you." Said Riza tightly hugging the innocent body of the wife. Riza is so happy today. He received twice the sustenance and favors from his wife. His wife gave him an unexpected surprise that made him happy and proud.
