The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza
Errors in Assessment
Jena is sitting alone with her husband. The woman rested her head on Amir's shoulder. "Mas. We have not been given a baby. Jihan is already. It's our first marriage." He revealed his heart to his husband. "See Jihan. His son is twins. He's very lucky." Further again. "Propsy. His name is also not yet sustenance. God will love us at the right time. Maybe God wants us to date first." Amir tried to calm his wife. "But Mas. Jihan likes to drink. He also often goes to clubs'. All I know is...." Jena stopped as her husband silenced the mouth with a palm. "Don't do that. That was his recipe. Don't gibah. She's your own sister. Sins. Don't talk about it anymore, fear it causes envy. We should be happy." He softly said.
On the other hand, everyone is in a fog because Jihan always vomits, making the woman's body weak and forced to be infused at home. Jihan refused to eat anything due to nausea. All the food that comes in always comes out again. He could only eat fresh fruit and drink water. "This is the milk deck. Try it first." Riza approached his wife while carrying cold milk for pregnant women. Jihan sat with her heart to help her father. He first smelled the smell of milk before he tasted it. "You nauseous?" Riza asked in the rug. The man smiled then immediately helped his wife drink.
Jihan rested her body on the headboard of the bed. He was tired of realizing that he was just lying down choosing to change his position. Riza just came directly lying down while stroking the flat belly of Jihan. "Where is Mark?" Ask the Woman. "Working." Answer Riza. "Have you eaten?" Jihan asked to make her husband smile happily because he felt noticed. "Yet. Just go ahead." Riza looked at the beautiful face of his wife who was so pale. "Don't make Mom trouble. Looky. Mom's pretty face turned pale and looked tired so." Riza obeyed her prospective son making Jihan sigh.
Riza observed his wife who had fallen asleep. His hands stretched out to gently caress that pale face. He felt very sorry for Jihan because since coming home from the hospital the woman could not sleep because of nausea and dizziness. Only this time can sleep soundly and look comfortable. Riza's hands went down gently stroking his wife's flat stomach. He shone softly while peeling Jihan's forehead several times.
The man began to panic because he did not find his wife in the room. "Big brother why?" Mark asked to see Riza just coming out of the room with her worried face. "Which sister's wife?" Ask Riza. "Below again talk to Papa." Mark replied making the Man nod and then immediately went to approach the Wife.
"I told you not to go where Dek was. You're limp." Cerocos Riza approached his wife who was sitting alone. Jihan rolled her eyes lazily. Riza thinks so much talk even sometimes very makes Jihan uncomfortable. First impression he thought the man was quiet. Er..apparently error in judgment. "Where's dad?" He asked while hugging his wife. "Ih...Don't hug me." Jihan pushed her husband's body slowly. "Why the hell Dek? Husband wants to hug you don't want to." Riza's face began to weld to make Jihan sebal at once resigned. "Where's dad?" Ask again to return to the original position. "It's gone." Answer Jihan. "Sir. Guess our kid's a boy, a girl, or a guy, huh?" Tanya Riza stroked his wife's stomach. "Where do I know. Not born yet." Jihan replied in response to her husband's silly question.
