The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Bickering

A sunny Saturday morning Jihan played tennis with the boys on the back court. "Had climbed the sun Ma. Rest yuk." Persuade Jason but his mother still does not want to. "Mom's got a phone call." Jalwa ran to his mother. In the end the woman stopped to get a call from someone. "Yes." Yeah." Said Jihan when she received the call. "When?" Ask the Woman. "I'm there in a few minutes." The answer. "What's wrong, ma'am?" Ask Jaffan. "No. I want to meet Om Satria. Please tell me if anyone asks." Jihan rushed away to get ready immediately.

Juma chased his mother to the front of the house. "Mothers. Juma's coming along." Said the handsome boy. "Jumas. It's an emergency. You were at home with your sister. I'll be home soon." Replied Jihan peeked at his youngest son's forehead. "OK." The answer can only be according to then enter after his mother's car began to speed and disappear behind the gate.

Jihan arrived at Satria's house straight inside. "Jy. Make a shock." Said Mia who was arranging flowers in the Vase to see her husband's boss who arrived to enter. "Where's your husband?" Ask the woman in a hurry. "Here." Said Satria coming while carrying her laptop.

Satria sat down with Jihan and also his wife. The man showed all the news that had been uploaded by one media. "See the photo of your husband at the same cafe Adella has been up in the media business." He gave a report. "Call his office and tell him to delete the news. I'll pay "Jihan's orders directly. Satria immediately contacted the media to remove the news that had been circulating a few minutes ago. "Patience yes. Drink it first." Mia patted Jihan's back to calm down.

Jihan just got home after all her business was done. The woman went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. Refreshing his chaotic body and mind. He soaks comfortably in a bath that is filled with water and soap with the aroma of his favorite roses.

At night Jihan just came out of her youngest child's room after making sure Juma really had slept. The woman stepped into her room because it was already night and she herself was also quite sleepy.

Riza looked up at the door. The man put down the conscious book he read. "Sir. We need to talk." Riza said as her wife began to climb into the bed. "We need to solve this problem. You know it is wrong. You don't have permission if you want to see him. I'm sorry." Riza said in one breath. "Mas also apologizes for making you hurt because Mas said you are not mature and things that Mas had said to you last. Mas sorry. I'm sorry." Now it is with tears.

Jihan took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. "You know what I'm doing to resign because of what? because I want to spend time with my family. I'm defending all careers for you, for the sake of the children too. I don't want you to feel less time. I also told you what you said. You said I can't go out, can't this that I'm sorry. I don't want to be a bad wife. The same effort I struggle to nyenengin you, to get ridho from you it feels like there is no price. You are selfish. Put everything wrong on me. You obviously met your ex and I can't be jealous while you're jealous of a guy I don't know very often. You're bad, Mas." Riza shook her head slowly in response to what his wife said. "Keep what do you want anyway? You want to torture me in this relationship? Want to get to when? When do you want to apologize and repeat? Don't you don't you always get angry at me end of this end also gegara there is him?" Jihan really did not end up thinking. Riza hugged his wife tightly. "Don't touch me." Said Jihan breaking away from her husband. "Don't do this." Riza was still crying while looking at the wife who passed away.