The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza
Honest



Jihan grumbled as if she had to obey her husband's wishes. Riza realized that so forced her to go to the kitchen. "Well. Sitting here. I'll do something for you." The man told his wife to sit in the chair comfortably. "What the hell are you doing? I'm still full. Don't be weird." Jihan is so lazy it has to be like this. "Yes, look at me on Deck. I'm doing something special." Riza said confidently while removing some fruits from the refrigerator.


Jihan put her head on the table because she was bored. She just watched her husband peel and cut the fruits. "Why so?" Mark asked to sit down with his brother. "To be told to watch your sister-in-law do not know what else." Jihan's reply made Riza smile hearing that. "I'm sure you won't turn down Deck. It's gonna be so good." The man continued his work.


After a while has passed. Riza serves fruit to try his wife. "Please try." He said confidently. "This is how a new year is over." Jihan's grouse started eating the food her husband made. "Eh..It made him full of love Dek. So long. Must be careful and detailed." The man said it made Mark's laughter almost explode. Moreover, seeing the response of her brother who did not care about the romance of the husband. "What name?" Ask Jihan after eating a few pieces. "Rubrajak. Yummy right? It can't be bad. I'm the best at making things runny." Said Riza boasting her usual Skill. "The son of your yesterday's cooking." Answer Jihan. "Truthfully Deck. No intention of asking what husband?" Riza pouting. "Eh sir ustadz. Not amnesia, though. You would if the lecture likes to remind people to be honest. Why am I being honest you protest?" The word Jihan cornered Riza. "Yes really Dek. But a little lie to please your husband doesn't hurt." Riza started to peel. "Can usually. Don't show that expression. It sucks." Jihan turned her face away. Mark is used to it. Very used to their little squabbles which at the end of the day remains fine.


Riza quickly approached his wife who was carrying a large black crackle. "Sir. Where you going?" He asked when he was in front of his wife. "You take out the trash. Watch out." Riza took the crackle from his wife. "Let me throw it away." Said Riza rushing away after peeping his wife's lips quickly.


In the afternoon Riza drove his wife to check the womb. Both arrived after a 30-minute journey. Riza holding Jihan's hand entered the hospital and immediately picked up the queue number. "Why is it all girls?" Jihan's mumbling is still being heard by her husband. "He's Dek. This is a place to check on pregnant people." Riza replied with a smile. "That's not what it means. No one accompanied. How to go alone." Jihan watched the women who checked without her husband. "It's busy maybe."


A few minutes waiting for the queue is finally the turn of the couple. Riza was so moved to see her prospective children who were so small. "Alhamdulillah." He did not stop being grateful in his heart. "Fetal conditions Healthy and developing mother's age of pregnancy. Everything's normal. Eat plenty of nutritious foods like fruits and vegetables." The doctor's message and Jihan just nodded. While her husband was so enthusiastic to ask if what food is good for pregnant women.


Riza approached his wife who was busy looking at USG photos with her sister. "Hose milk was in the first drink Deck." Said the man sitting down. "It's cold or warm?" Jihan asked without looking at her husband. "Warm." Replied Riza while hugging the spoiled Wife. "Let it cool first." Said Jihan. "Ih...Watch ah. You're heavy." She pushed her husband's body slowly away and leaned against Mark's arm. "Heh...You are spoiled by him. I'm your husband Dek. Here it is." Here." Riza did not accept it but the wife did not care either.