The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Will Tau

Yuh.prepared yes. There will be conflict. Arrested emotion........Just this once if the author is not khilaf. But stay calm and calm. You will need to walk on the track.

In the afternoon, Jihan and her husband are ready to go to the supermarket to shop for kitchen needs. "Mark. You're not coming? Brother will be home tonight." Said Jihan offering her sister. "Two minutes. I thought I was." Said the teenager while sitting next to her brother. "Old yes you. If you come come along. Not shower yet. Kesorean. Brother stay." Sad Jihan has to wait. "Yes. Come along." Mark rushed to his room to take a shower.

Jihan sighed looking at the behavior of her sister. "We will buy the duck rice in the wrap Mas. It's a shame to eat there. Because of Mark." He said while pursing his lips. "Don't pout that way." Said Riza while biting his wife's lips softly. "Ih..Sick tau." She hit her husband's arm. "Yes. Sorry Honey. Ulam..." The man rubbed his wife's lips gently with his thumb. "Mas love is with you." He looked at his wife inside. "It's romantic romance. I don't know if there's a puberty teen. Let's go." Mark suddenly came to ruin the romantic moment that had just been created. Riza sighed then immediately caught up with his wife who had already gone quite a distance.

Riza follows her wife and sister-in-law who are busy choosing groceries. "This what?" Tanya Jihan showed her husband something. "Aci Meatballs are Decks." Java Riza doesn't really know but he reads the packaging. "You try it." Jihan said directly about the husband. "Don't Deck. Spicy it." Jihan looked at her husband full of suspicion. "No believe. Read the packaging." Riza. " Speaking is fine." Jihan started with her fashion. "Don't Deck. The others only. Buy the usual meatballs. It will be made at home." His advice while taking it from his wife's hand and putting it back on the shelf.

They arrived at the house at eight o'clock. Jihan opened her headscarf and prepared a meal. "Ehh.." Said the woman surprised as Riza tied her hair. "Bond not to be complicated when eating." The man smiled, kissed the wife slowly and then took her to sit down.

Riza ate while feeding his wife. Although the woman refused, she insisted and Jihan could only resign because she did not want to argue. "Eat Mark's hands. If you use a spoon is not good." The man rebuked his brother. "Like this." He said as he fed his wife with his bare hands. The teenager nodded and then tried. "Wear the sambelnya dong Mas. Just a little." Jihan's complaint is only in a duck meat treat with rice. "This tedis." Riza refused. "Just try a little. Time tastes just savory salty. Free dong thanks sambal not in eating." Whiney Jihan finally made her husband wither. "Yes yes. Kiss it first." Say Riza mode. "Basic. Could. I'll take it myself then." Said Jihan. "Eh...No bow. Just hug. Husband asking for a hug won't." Well sucks again. If this is the effect, Jihan is a cruel wife like in the soap opera. She took a breath and hugged her husband.

Right at midnight Jihan releases her husband's arm slowly. The woman came down with a heart-felt movement from the bed so that her Husband would not wake up. He stepped onto the balcony of the room and stood near the barrier. "Hm. Aye." Yeah." Said Jihan while putting her phone close to her ear. "When did you arrive?" tanyanya then nodded after getting an answer. "Thank you very much." He said with a smile ending the call. "I'll know." He said slowly while looking up at the night sky.