The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

The Meaning Behind Genesis

"Sister." Lita and Gita hugged Jihan who was sitting in the living room. " Kangen huh?" Jihan asked back her second hug. "Yesterday we didn't see my sister at home." They complained while sitting flanking the woman. "You're still in school." Jihan rubbed her head both.

Jihan and Meta sat together while chatting while the children were playing. "So what's your relationship with your family now?" Tanya Jihan made Meta sigh. Although both parents were present in the marriage yesterday but can not be denied if their relationship is not good. "There's still distance." Answer weak meta. "You?" He asked back. Jihan tells me her relationship with her family is better than ever. "They often look." Said Jihan making Meta nod. "You got a problem, huh?" Jihan looked at the expression of her best friend. Meta seemed to sigh and recount his grievances. He actually wants to work because Lita is not Rudi's biological child making it unpleasant to have to pay for her child as well. But Meta realized a wife had to follow what her husband said. He did not argue if it is forbidden to work to focus more on taking care of the household. "It's called Om Rudi very good because it does not distinguish his son. Lucky for you to be with that kind of guy. You'll be happy." Said Jihan while patting Meta's shoulder.

Riza and Mark went home together. The two said their greetings when entering the house but there was no answer. They immediately headed to the living room because they heard the sound of the TV still on. "Well asleep. I'm going to the room first, brother." Pamit Mark immediately got a nod from his In-laws. Riza smiled watching his wife who was sleeping so soundly on the carpet. He kissed Jihan's forehead gently and then immediately carried her to the room.

Jihan woke up from her nap. "Have you woken up Deck?" Riza asked with a smile tilting her body towards the wife. The man did not sleep. He read the Qur'an with a light beside his wife. "You're meatballs." Jihan said it made her husband chuckle. Just woke up asking for meatballs. Riza was happy that finally the wife asked for something also after a long wait for the time when pregnant women crave. But Riza thinks Jihan never cravings. The woman asked for what was simple. Nor is it sudden and can be bargained unlike the stories of prospective fathers who are confused to obey the cravings of strange wives. "Is this what our son or his mother asked us to do?" Riza asked as she gently rubbed his wife's stomach. "Bright. Bring the child. Where's tau? It's in the stomach too. I want meatballs. Buy it later. Just close to." The woman's pinta was responded to by a nod by her husband. "Let's buy it at Sukur's place." The word Riza made Jihan frown. "It's not Sukur sir selling Porridge." She looked at her husband full of question marks. "Yes Deck. But selling chicken noodles is the same as meatballs too. Sell the porridge in the morning." It clearly made the Wife understand.

In the afternoon, Riza and Jihan arrived at Pak Sukur's shop. The man welcomed the two so kindly. "Why are you Neng?" He asked while allowing the couple to sit. "His ankle is broken sir. Falling down the stairs. Fortunately, the content is okay. Thank goodness." Answer Riza. "Other times heart Neng. You're pregnant again." His speech. Jihan nodded and smiled in response to the middle-aged man. "Rame yes." Said Jihan while observing around. "Yes. Here is famous delicious Dek. It hasn't been a long time. From the 19th." Jihan nodded. "When are the pips open? I'm not comfortable." He complained while putting his head on the table. "Propsy. There's meaning behind your aching leg this lo Dek. God wants you to be more calm, hearty and not grasa grusu as usual." Riza said but in her heart it was not so. Although his wife's legs hurt the woman was still grasa grusu and sloppy but reduced slightly due to limited movement. "Basic. There's no empathy for me." Jihan pursed her lips making Riza anxious. "Don't do this. You even make Mas want to bite your lips." Said the man pinching his wife's cheek while chuckling.