The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

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Riza invited her to stop by her in-laws' house for a while. "really? When?" The woman asked with sparkling eyes looking at her daughter-in-law. "Later Bun. Mother tell Dad and the others." The message before leaving. Mother Jihan nodded then drove her daughter-in-law to the front. "Riza to campus first Bun. Assalamualaikum." Riza. "Getishalight." Mother replied with her smile.

On the other hand Jihan is cooking to prepare the iftar menu. "Papa." It is connected to a video call. "Papa will break the fast here. Jihan's cooked a lot." Invite him in a nod by the man there. "You cook yourself? Don't be too tired." He said with a worried face that was very obvious to make Jihan smile.

Mark approached his brother who was still busy in the kitchen. "Assalamualaik." Said the young man giving a kiss of affection on the cheek of the older brother. "Vaalaikumsalam. Why can't you call me?" Cerocos Jihan asked in a tubed manner. "Ep.... HP Me again I just die because I want to focus on learning." Nervous answer. Jihan turned her body looking at Mark intensely. He knew his sister was lying. "Sister knows you from a baby. Don't lie." He said while holding his chest. Mark took a breath. He finally admitted that his phone was damaged by being splashed in the pool a few days ago. "Let's buy the traweh." The brother's words made the teenager round his eyes. Jihan is so impromptu and spontaneous. "Sister." The complaint felt bad because it was always troublesome. "Many sister money. Don't worry." he said, keeping Mark quiet for a moment.

All of them have sat together at one dining table after the congregational magrib prayer has been completed. "You cooked the deck yourself?" Ask Mommy to start a conversation. "Yes. Not good, huh?" Everything quickly shook. "Enak Deck. We're just worried you're tired." Jihan's father smiled at his daughter. "Pa. Papa it's time to retire now. Just take a break, Pa." Jihan giving advice made the middle-aged man nod. "Yes. Papa will retire. Papa's gonna be busy with gardening." The answer. "Papa bought land for gardening. In your name. As a gift of Papa's daughter's pregnancy." Her speech. "Pa?" Jihan looked at the man in front of her with teary eyes. There is no blood between them. But her father was so loyal. Houses, cars and even land are always given to Jihan. "Oh come. Don't give Papa that look." The man grabbed onto Jihan's body and hugged her tightly. "Thank you." Jihan said it was impossible to refuse for fear that her father would be angry like he used to be. Other people can be family and closer than their own biological family. Think of each person.

Just wanted to enter the house but Riza saw his wife coming out again. "Eh...Where's Dek going?" Ask to see that Jihan has brought the car keys. "You go to the Mall for a minute. Mark's phone is broken." The answer. "It can't be tomorrow. It's your night. The night wind is not good for health." Riza started to seduce him not to leave. "No. It's not night yet. It's 8." Said Jihan while looking at her watch. "It's the same with you." He said and Jihan nodded. "Replace your sarongs first. We'll wait in the car." Jihan passed away to her car which was still parked in the yard.

Jihan and her husband were waiting for Mark to pick a cell phone. "Hayn .. You long. This one is just lo. Samaan rich has a sister." Said Jihan pointing to the latest mobile phone with the symbol of the apple that was not exhausted in eating it. "Sister weakness." Mark was not feeling well. "You are this one." He said while giving me his black card. "Your laptop is still ok?" The woman asked without looking at her sister. "Still." Answer Mark. "It's Miss. Thanks for the visit." The salesman said with a smile looking at Jihan without blinking. "The same." Riza who received it then immediately invited Jihan to leave.

"Why is that so manyun?" Tanya Jihan watched her sister from the rearview mirror of the car. "It's an omnipotence." Mark said it was bad to cut down his brother's money by tens of millions today. "So, don't throw it away if you keep talking." Pesil Jihan. "Yes, don't dong." Mark hugged his Paper bag tightly. "Not bring it up." Jihan scatted her chest while pouting making her husband anxious himself. "Favor Brother." The teenager leaned forward and kissed her brother on the cheek.