The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza
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"Three six." Jihan muttered watching the numbers on the scales. "Weight is three six Decks. Astagfirullah. SD kids there are forty more there. You're just three six. Eat you hard." Riza said suddenly standing behind the wife made the woman surprised. "They're a shock." Said the woman while sighing. "Mild coating. Rich bring pillows." He lifts up the body of his wife. "Ih..Down." Whine Jihan. "No way." Riza replied deliberately to tease his wife.
"Jumas. Own road. Her skinny mother just healed so much for a sling." Riza. "Let's go." Jihan kept holding her youngest child up to Papa and Jalwa who were sitting together. "Where else?" Jihan asked while sitting on her son's lap. "So good for playing basketball when you're sleeping." He answered, Take off his reading glasses. "Juma's sitting by herself." Tegur Jalwa pity to see his mother sitting while holding his sister. "No way." Juma replied that he would not come down. Jalwa sighed anxiously to herself with her sister who was so spoiled.
Riza stomped his wife's feet slowly. "No need to." Jehan complains but is not listened to by her husband. "See Pa. Very skinny yes. It's only 36." He complained to the in-laws. "Should drink that bitter herb let it eat." Sahut Papa responded. "Ih. Don't want ah." Answer Jihan. "Drink milk only, ma'am." Jalwa gave advice. "You bought it, but your mother didn't want to drink. He said it was weird." Said Riza responding to her daughter. "Mom is so." Jalwa sighed dizzy herself with her mother who had difficulty eating.
Jihan sat waiting for her husband and children who were cooking something. "What are you actually doing?" Ask the woman because she is not allowed to see. "Mom sit down. It's over too." Jaffan replied again focused on his activities. "Drink the Deck." Riza brought his wife watermelon juice and sat down next to the woman. "No ice. Where's good for you." His complaint. "Your pillows. Mulu ice. There's no ice." The answer made the wife cluck. "See your cheek. In the pinch also can not. Eating Deck. Sick like this you have to eat a lot." Riza rubbed Jihan's cheeks that looked thin.
All the food is on the table. Children feed their mothers to try all the menus they make. "Not Ma'am?" Ask Jalwa. "Nob." Reply Jihan while still chewing. "Alhamdulillah if you like." Jaffan smiled happily. His efforts with other brothers to make his mother want to eat are not in vain. Although only a few mouthfuls but he felt relieved finally the mother's stomach filled.
"Well...Huh...Huh..." Riza's breathing panted. He sped up his temple while his lips remained fused to the lips of the wife. "Akhs...." His voice looked up at the sky of the room as it reached the peak. The man rolled his weary body full of sweat beside Jihan then clasped the woman tightly. His efforts were not in vain. The therapy he did was right to restore his stamina. He was relieved to be able to give satisfaction to his wife as before. "Enak Deck?" Riza's question made Jihan look up at her smiling husband. "According to Mas?" Jihan refused to answer and asked back. "But I think it's delicious." He answered while playing his wife's hand down there. "You take a shower." Jihan is uncomfortable like this. "Later on Deck. Just rest first. I'll prepare the water." Replied Riza reluctantly letting go of the embrace. "Ih...Not comfortable like this." Jihan protests but her husband doesn't care.
Riza placed his wife in a bath filled with warm water. He went inside and took Jihan. Soaping the smooth back of the woman gently. "Why are you Dek?" Tanya Riza saw the wife suddenly leaning on her chest. "N sleepy." Jihan replied really can not control his drowsiness even though He was bathing. "Wait a minute. Don't sleep yet. Not a shower yet." Riza.
Jihan had fallen asleep in her husband's arms when she was just a few minutes lying down. "It's so sleepy." Murmured Riza while gently patting the wife's back. "Thank you, darling." He kissed Jihan's head several times and then closed his eyes to follow her to dreamland.
