The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Ragu

Jihan just came with her husband while holding her youngest son. "Why is this so?" Asked the woman to approach Jafar. "His blood pressure is rising suddenly." Jafar replied and explained the chronology. Jihan nodded then immediately sat down while holding Juma. "Patience." Said Riza clasping his wife's hand to give strength.

Jihan rushed to the doctor who handled her father. "How's Doc?" Ask the woman worriedly. "The condition is stable. Can be moved to the treatment room while waiting for the rummy." Everyone was relieved to get the good news the doctor had just delivered. "Thank you." Mother hugged her daughter tightly.

Jihan's father had already opened his eyes after several hours of wading through his subconscious. The man smilingly looked at his gathered grandchildren and grandchildren. He remembered in the past. His actions can be called cruel. When something happened to his daughter, none of the family accompanied him. And now Jihan, the daughter she used to ignore was always there for her. How Jihan got through it first must have been so heavy. No family came when he needed support. It requires prayer and support to struggle between life and death.

"Juma came home with my sister first." Said Jihan was afraid her son would be exhausted if he continued here. "No. I want to be the same mother." The answer.

"Juma came home with sister. You'll be fussy here pity Mom." Jalwa is following his sister. "No. Juma won't be fussy." Quickly answer. "You go home if that's it. Accompany grandpa. Don't forget to take your vitamins. I'm home tomorrow." Said Jihan. They nodded then kissed and hugged his mother before leaving.

Jihan approached her father. "Eat first Dad. I have to take medicine." Say the woman while taking the bowl of porridge on the nightstand. "Yes." Yeah." He replied with a smile on his pale lips. Jihan began to feed her father painstakingly. He looked sincere and did not mind at all from the look on his face. "Thank you." Said Jihan's father while shedding tears. "Thank you for taking care of this wicked and useless old man. Thank you for replying to our crimes with noble treatment. I'm sorry for everything." Jihan could only nod with a smile looking at the weakly lying man in front of her.

At night Juma had fallen asleep on his mother's lap. "No, I don't want to go with you." Jafar said as he rubbed his nephew's cheek gently. "No. Sleep with me too." Answer Jihan. "Sleep on the deck sofa. You're tired of Juma's hold on." Said Riza who had just returned from the toilet and was sitting next to his wife. "Belvin. Wake up." Reply to Jihan while rubbing Juma's back.

Riza put her son on the sofa with a heart and then covered him. "Have 12 o'clock you didn't sleep Deck?" Ask. "Can't sleep yet." Reply Jihan who has now leaned her head on the shoulder of the husband. He was really uncomfortable in the hospital. But he as a child also has an obligation to wait for his parents who are sick. The past let it pass. What is important now is that he is doing good to his parents. "Sleep. Since noon you haven't slept at all." Riza hugged his wife.

In the morning Juma and Riza had already left. Only Jihan and her mother remained in the hospital room. "What do you want to eat, baby? Not breakfast since." Mother maybe her daughter wants something. "No. Still not hungry." The answer. "Jihan go ahead and take the medicine." Say goodbye.

"Sister." Mark hugged Jihan as she walked out of the room. "Why are you here? It hurt?" Ask worried. "Want to meet with my sister." The answer is still in the same position. "I'm sorry I." Continue while weeping. "Sorry for ignoring my sister. Mark is sorry. Mark has been busy to forget who played an important role in Mark's life all along. Without Brother, Mark would not be able to live as he is now." Continue to reveal everything that is in his feelings. "Nothing is eternal in this world. So too with relationships. Brother one blood can also have a chance to become an enemy. Especially relationships like ours Mark. Brother has been trying to keep our relationship always awake by giving a second chance. Then you came and cried and said the exact same word as now. And the day you repeat it again. You said that today too. Brother can't guarantee tomorrow you're not doing the same." Said Jihan letting go of Mark's embrace. The woman smiled then patted her sister on the shoulder before stepping away.