The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Let Me Be Alone

A woman was sitting with a middle-aged man in the living room. "So this is what you're looking for?" Papa Jihan asked while rubbing her daughter's pretty face only in reply to a weak nod. "Papa with you, son." His voice held the body warmly. What his daughter felt, she felt too. There is no blood relation between the two. But their bond is very strong.

Riza just got home. Men say hello while going inside to find the whereabouts of the wife. "Getishalight." Jihan smiled as she approached her husband. "Where's mark?" Riza shook her head slowly. "You. Husband came home instead of being kissed first and asked Mark." Riza immediately kissed his wife's forehead, lips and cheeks until satisfied. "That's how you started." Reply Jihan while chuckling. "Ep..Deck. I got a dinner invitation from my family. We're coming yeah." Invite Riza to hold his wife's hand to sit together. "You're the one who came. I'm at home." Jihan refused subtly. "But.." he said he objected if he had to come alone. "East dinner keeps coming home. It won't take long. I'm home with Mark." Forcibly Riza nodded in agreement with a smile. Maybe his wife is not leaving. Jihan's growing stomach usually makes lazy to go here and there.

In the evening Jihan drove her husband to the front of the house. "I'm off Deck." she said as she kissed the wife's entire face and hugged her warmly. "Heart of heart." His message. "Yes. Assalamualaikum Darling." Riza smilingly started getting into the car. "Getishalight." Replied Jihan while waving her hands.

30 Minutes of travel Riza has arrived at the hotel according to the one listed on the invitation. The man was directed into a room that there turned out to be in-laws and their in-laws. "Assalamualaik." Said Riza kissing the hands of the couple. "Vaalaikumsalam Za's. Which jihan? He invited us." Mother asked made the man frown. He observed around it turned out that the seats were already in settings with the names of each person. "Loh Bun's. Riza got a dinner invitation from your father. Wife didn't come she said she was tired." Riza's words confused everyone. "Then sit down first." Bring along. Riza nodded and sat down on the chair that had been prepared for her.

Jihan stood up after the dinner session was over. "Thank you." The woman smiled at the waiter who delivered a black map to her. "today. I invited everyone to come and ask for an explanation. Actually I already know but want to hear clearly from you. I'm sure you guys know about this." Said Jihan issuing the fake letter, and the results of the investigation. "Sir. We're..." Said I don't know what to say. "We just want the best for you." Mother helped her husband. "I can be lied to. Very used to it. You think I'm stupid and easy to manipulate. Very sad not. What do you think of me? a kid or something? I asked you but you don't want to confess. If it's like this you can't dodge it anymore. Ok Fine's. You don't want me, don't love me or don't think I exist. I can take it. Butwhy? Why would you have to frame me for a promise I didn't want to be involved in. That was your promise. Why me? why should I be brought? Why did you dump me and tell me to come back to pay off a promise. Is that my price? It's not about the marriage that happened. But it's your petty ways that hurt your heart. This is all I want to say. Thanks for coming." Jihan turned her back and stepped away without shedding any tears as she promised before leaving. Everyone was staring at the spot trying to grab the air that had felt lost. Today. The feared day has arrived. "Don't bother first." Said Mark blocking the hand of Riza who was about to chase after his wife. "I want to apologize." Riza looked at Mark full of supplications. "I've known him since childhood. If brother Riza is forcing himself. He'll hate you more. Let him calm down." His words rushed away.

At midnight Riza was still faithfully standing in front of his wife's house. Jihan did not go back to her husband's house but in her own house. "Sir." Riza said hurriedly standing up as the door opened displaying the figure of the woman she loved so much. "Sir. Mommy....." His words did not continue to directly bring the wife's body in an embrace. "Go home. Let me be alone first." Said Jihan already in her husband's arms. "Please don't be like this. You know it is wrong. But please. Don't leave it for a second." Riza cried again and again making Jihan sigh. If it wasn't Riza who continued to force her parents to continue this matchmaking, they probably wouldn't have lied and brought her grandmother's name to make plans. The woman slowly broke her husband's embrace. He clasped the man's hand and wiped the tears that had soaked his cheek. "Let me alone first. Go home. If you're here I'll be even more angry. Tomorrow you work. Good evening. Assalamualaikum." Said Jihan peeping her husband's cheeks at a glance then immediately went inside. Riza. The words that never came out of his istir mouth today were heard ringing in the ears. He doesn't want to take any chances. Instead of making things worse, he obeyed the wishes of his wife. "Vaalaikumsalam. Dear." Riza started to walk away.

Yes in love onion dong so how is it. He said the story had to be. Well this is not yet? Readers can feel it yet?🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭