The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Threats

Riza approached Jihan who was sitting on the sofa of the living room after breakfast. "Sir. Let's leave. You went to the cafe, right?" Ask Riza while handing over the tie to be worn by the Wife. "I'm going to the cafe. Departing the same Mark was a bit of a bitch." Reply Jihan while tying the tie for her husband. "Let him take the car. You don't drive." The message of Riza and his wife just nodded. "It's over." Jihan tidied up the collar of her husband's shirt. "Mas leave first then. You will be heart. Let me know when you arrive. We leave first Dek. Dear. Assalamualaikum my beauty." He said with a smile and then continued to kiss his wife's lips. "Yes. The waalaikumsalam." Reply Jihan drove Riza all the way outside.

"Jeez make me shocked." said Jihan while holding her chest saw Mark arrived at the front. "Hehehe sorry." He said while scratching the nape that did not itch. "What's wrong? Shower there. Not shower. What time are you leaving?" Jihan began to nag at the sight of her sister still wearing shorts and t-shirts. "Be willing, brother. I will leave at 9 o'clock. It's still 7." He answered sitting next to his brother. "Do you want an orange?" Mark and his brother nodded. The teenager starts peeling and then bribes Jihan. "Sister. Did Riza want to get married again?" Mark's question made his brother shake. "Where's the news?" Jihan squinted her eyes at the sister. "On campus again in an uproar she said Bu Zahra asked Riza to make her his second wife." Answer Mark Honestly. "Sister don't be sad. Brother Riza can't be disappointed brother. He is loyal. Especially my sister is pregnant like this." Continue while rubbing Jihan's stomach. "Heh. Does your brother look sad?" Sadness Jihan did not accept. "Yes not really. Maybe my sister harbors a taste." Answer Mark.

At exactly 9 o'clock. Mark and Jihan's car arrived in front of the cafe. "Son't come down first." Her speech. "Yes. Take care. Assalamualaikum." Mark kissed his brother's hand before the woman came down. "Getishalight." Reply Jihan with a smile.

The atmosphere of the Cafe is rather arm because it is in office hours. All the staff were busy preparing the order. "Eh...Sister Jihan. It's been a while." Greet them as the woman enters the kitchen. "New to come." He replied with a smile and then helped put the cake into the box. "Tumben Ustadz Riza didn't come to the kitchen." Jihan shook her head as her hands continued to work. "I went with Mark. He's gone first." Jihan replied making the girl nod.

Just finished climbing the last steps of the couple was surprised to see the atmosphere downstairs so boisterous. "Mbak Jihan's. There was a girl at that time. He threatened to kill himself." Said an officer in a row approaching the two. "What else?" Annoyed Jihan stepped towards the source of the chaos.

Riza did not stop hugging his wife. He ignored Zahra who continued to threaten suicide if not made a second wife by the Ustadz. "Ustadz I beg you." Zahra said with no idea of shame even though he had become the scorn of everyone. "Mr Zahra. I've said many times I've had a wife and just one." Firmly while beristighfar so as not to get out of control. "Bu Zahra think of my wife. She's pregnant and Miss Zahra is like this. Imagine if Ms. Zahra was in my wife's position. You women know what it's like." Riza still hugged his wife. "Sir..." He said when he felt his wife's body getting heavier. "Dear." Call her again in panic when she sees Jihan already drooping with her eyes tightly closed and face pale. Riza panicked and then carried Jihan to the hospital. Everyone stared at Zahra. Blaming and sneering at the girl for her behavior just now.