The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Stories of the Past

Riza sat down near his wife. "I'm sorry I never told you about this. In the past when Mas was still teaching at the boarding school Mas would never propose to a girl. She is the Adella you call the former but also not the true ex. I asked permission from Guru Mas, who is a close friend of my father. He did not answer but only gave a scrap of an outdated envelope containing a will about Mas's match with Adek. Initially it was heavy, but for the sake of a message and the mandate Mas live it. Mas got here to work as well as discuss matchmaking with Dad. I hesitated a little at first. But after meeting you Mas sure you are a good person and Mas steadfast heart to run this matchmaking. Adella got married after a few years we went through the household. I got the invitation but did not come. He was proposed by a wood businessman in the village. His life was well established and happy until he was blessed with a boy who was 13 years old. She divorced because of an affair her husband had committed. Adella raises her own child and wanders into the city to forget her past. He works at your company. We met accidentally in front of a cafe and then we sat together. I'm not doing any Deck. I just listen to the story." Obviously Riza was at length but did not respond to his wife at all.

Jihan was busy spraying perfume then polishing lipstick with a brick red color on her tiny lips. Not as natural as usual. She looks bold with a flawless makeup but also not thick. "I'm going to the company for a meeting." He said as he walked towards the shoe cabinet. He chose a pair of black high hills and immediately put them on. "Sir. Don't be like this." Said Riza blocking his wife's hand as the woman was about to step away. "I don't want this either. You forced it." The answer was to let go of the husband's hand and then to leave.

"Where are you going?" Tanya Jaffan saw her mother was neat with formal clothes. "There's a meeting at the company. You must attend." Jihan replied while putting the plate filled with food in front of her husband. "Juma's leaving with Mom, right?" Ask the handsome boy. "Yes. I'm taking Juma." Jihan looked at her son.

Finished driving his son Jihan straight to the company. The woman walked straight to the elevator while smiling at all in response to all the greetings of her employees. Jihan narrowed her eyes at one of the two women talking. She is Adella a figure who became a tempest with her husband these days.

Satria walked straight towards her boss who was sitting in the work chair. The man sighed while putting some Map on the table. "Meeting's back in 15 minutes. Still everything's ready." Satria then sat down on the sofa. "Hm." Reply Jihan briefly while looking at the report. "Where is your husband? Still not improving?" Ask. "See from my expression how?" Jihan asked back. "Not yet." Satria muttered looking from the look on his boss's face.

Jihan listened to the presentation of some people. Approaching the company's anniversary event all representatives of the division are busy funneling ideas to celebrate. Of all the ideas, nothing caught the CEO's attention. "Where?" Satria asked for a response from her boss. Jihan sighed. "Try to make the more useful so in line with our Vision Mission." Said Jihan then explaining all her will.

Satria followed the quick steps of her boss coming out of the meeting room. "So how?" The man asked Jihan for a decision. "Haus. Drink first." His words deflected a step towards the canteen. Jihan picked up a few cans of soda from the refrigerator then sat down. "Can't drink that." Said Satria but did not care. Jihan immediately gulped down at him quickly and switched to the second can. "Take the third idea. Tell everyone to prepare a place. Don't let me down." Speak in one breath. "Can't drink that." Said Satria. "Can. Dare to whomever? Please don't care." Reply Jihan was upset.

"Slow down Juma." Reprimanded Jihan because her hand was pulled the youngest son entered the house. "Wait first keep changing clothes. I'm gonna take a shower, too." Said the woman peeping her son's forehead. "okay." Juma replied to her kiss and rushed up the stairs.

Jihan until the room immediately prepared a change of clothes for her husband when she came home later. The woman ignored the walk in closet door that someone opened. "Have you gone home Deck?" Riza asked as she hugged her wife. "Shirt change you." Jihan gave the clothes she had prepared to her husband and hurried away.

The rushing air shower disguised Jihan's tears and crying voice. He can't hold it back for too long. Her tears forced her to come out. She is fragile, but must always play the role of a strong woman who seems like everything is fine. She was jealous, upset and disappointed with her husband. Maybe this is trivial but when it comes to trust for Jihan it is a big one.

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