The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza
Deserveingly
At five o'clock in the morning Jihan was in the kitchen to prepare breakfast while her husband and sister had not returned home from the mosque for the congregational morning prayers. "Assalamualaik." Said Riza entering the kitchen directly hugging his wife. "Getishalight." Reply Jihan put the pan back on the stove and poured pancake batter. "Can I help Dek?" Tanya Riza took the initiative to ease her wife's work. "Get berries and orange juice in the refrigerator." Riza nodded and hurried to carry out his wife's orders.
Both have finished their bath. Riza is helping dry his wife's hair. He insists that Jihan has refused repeatedly. "Sir." Call her softly. "Yes." Yeah." Replied Jihan with a gaze that was still straight ahead. "Said Bang Jaafar to talk." Riza said a little. "You meet him." he continued again like a plea. Jihan was silent. The woman did not respond to her husband's statement.
Like a couple could go together. As soon as he arrived at the cafe, Jihan went straight into his room. "It's over." He said with a sigh because Riza always followed. "Yes. Don't let you in the kitchen anymore. I don't want you to ketapean Dek. Then I'll go to college first. Assalamualaikum My love." Pamit the man with a death fist and his smile then kissed the lips as sweet as honey owned by the wife many times. "Getishalight." Reply Jihan then immediately sat down in her work chair. His hand began to reach several maps containing financial statements that have not been checked in recent days.
The sound of knocking on the door made Jihan shift her focus. "Lake in." The woman said until the door opened displaying the figure of a woman walking then sitting in front of her. "What's wrong?" Jihan asked raising both eyebrows. "Eh...How's that Zahra? Is it still bothering you?" Ask Meta curiously. Jehan shrugged both of his shoulders. "I'm not disturbed. I don't know about my husband. They are in one neighborhood. Who knows." The answer is so relaxed. "Hm..You're too calm. If I were you I'd slap her mouth that dares dare to ask to be the wife of two of your husbands."Meta is full of emotions. "Make what? If both agree, what can I do. Hearts can't be forced, can they?" Ask Jihan and Meta allows. Meta puts an envelope on his boss' desk. "What's this?" Tanya Jihan grabbed the envelope and began to open the contents. "Why resign?" Ask wonder. "Is it because of the salary or are you not comfortable working here?" Jihan assures. "It's not that problem. I'm not allowed to work with my husband anymore. As a wife, I can only obey. We will also soon move to Mas Rudi's house." Answer Meta explained. Jihan nodded. If it's like this, he can't stop it anymore. Doesn't everyone have their own choices. "Thank you for always helping me. Thank you very much." Meta got up from sitting then hugged Jihan warmly.
They arrived at the mall after a few minutes of travel. Jihan was silent. She disapproved of what her husband offered, but the man continued to buy. If it has dealt with the careless attitude of Riza who came out. She can what? Rather than arguing in public places Jihan chose to budge.
Arriving at home Jihan sighed many times seeing Mark and her husband busy dropping off groceries. Riza bought so many clothes for the three of them. And now the room is full of paper bags. "You want to buy a lot like this for sale, brother?" Mark asked while chuckling. "Your sister-in-law didn't buy it." Saddened Jihan immediately sat herself in bed while leaning comfortably. "Can be pregnant. Need comfortable clothes." Said Riza putting some boxes on the table. "Not so many times either." Jihan throbbing. Riza smiled then sat on his wife's feet and began to lightly massage. He understood that Jihan was tired from walking too much while shopping.
