The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

No End of Thought

"Weh ustadz's. His wife has come home." Sir Samsul approached Riza who was walking home from the musholla. "Yes." Yeah." He answered with a smile that never faded. "I'm going in first sir. Assalamualaikum." Said Riza while opening the fence of her house because it had arrived. "Getishalight." The man replied, continuing the journey.

Just taking off the peci and her coco shirt Riza immediately stepped quickly towards the kitchen. "Sir." The man hugged his wife from behind. "Hm...Shower there." Riza shakes. "Later first. It's still too early." The answer slowly while peeling the face into the niche of the wife's neck. "What cooking?" Her husband's question made Jihan sigh. "It's clear cooking fried rice. Why the hell are you Mas? Banged where?" Said Jihan turning off the stove and turning her back to look at Riza. "Ah. Ja. So focused is Mas on you so don't pay attention to the others." Well I'm crunching again. Since waking up, Jihan has been getting this kind of useless babble from her husband. "Can usually. Ambilin eggs there." Riza nodded with a smile then kissed his wife's lips and darted away.

"Basic Mark." Jihan muttered as she saw the teenager still curled up with her scabbard and pecans on the prayer mat. "Mark. Wakes up. It's already seven and a half." Omel Jihan smacked a pillow on his sister's back. "Pulse...Very fierce brother. Yesterday was not gini." Say it while opening your eyes. "Heh. My brother knows the time too. Last night if he told me not to sleep last night watching a ball not listened to." Jihan's nagging continued until Mark stood up. "Can't be exciting." Could have answered it. Substantial. "Can be saved for re-toton. It's been. Not much of your reason. Take a shower." Jihan stepped up to tidy up the bed. "Yes brother. Excuse me. Don't sulk anymore. More dear." His words rushed away after kissing Jihan's cheeks at a glance.

"You're home, Dek. Later if you go to the cafe you're tired." Persuade Riza while crouching to pair his wife's sneakers. In times of nearing this kind of birth He worries about the Wife. "No. Bored home. Yesterday I wanted to go but I didn't. Now it's time." Answer Jihan. "Sister. I'll be home a little late. Want to work at a friend's house." Mark told her not to worry. "Yes. Don't go home tonight." Jihan's message was answered nodding by her sister.

Riza and his wife left immediately after breakfast. "You don't go to the kitchen Deck. I promised you were the same." The man gave a warning to his wife for the umpteenth time. "Yes." Yeah." Reply Jihan briefly while looking outwards. "You don't want anything deck?" Riza asked as she stopped at the red light. "No. Why why?"Jihan turned her eyes to look at her husband. "No. Usually pregnant women will ask for something that he said cravings. You're not like that?" Honestly Riza felt astonished by his wife for never asking for anything. "What do you want." Honest answer.

Time passes so fast. At one o'clock in the afternoon Riza was already at his wife's cafe. The man immediately set foot into the kitchen making cold milk for his wife. "Ustad." Said the kitchen crew seeing the arrival of his boss's wife. "You make milk. Where is it?" Ask. "Flooded. Let me take ustadz." Said one of them.

Just left the kitchen they were astonished by the arrival of Riza again. "Where is my wife?" Riza asked already with a panicked face. "duh...I forgot to tell ustadz. Ma'am Jihan was going for a short walk in the park he said." The man nodded then immediately darted away to catch up with his wife.

Riza ran over to his wife who was walking leisurely in the hot sun. "Mas." She was surprised to see her husband with a breath of innocence hugging her. "Let's go back. It's so hot." Take it while covering Jihan with both palms. "Not so. Let's go back." Jihan pulled her husband's hand to walk.

A couple enjoying lunch together at work. Riza did not stop feeding his wife even though she refused. "Well. That's enough, Mas. Love me. Look at my stomach's been this big." Her words made her husband chuckle. "You're pregnant again Deck." He answered while rubbing Jihan's stomach. Riza smiled seeing his wife drinking ice fruit. Said full. Though it was already drinking mineral water and milk now fruit ice is also not rejected. "You drink a lot on deck. Surely our son can swim inside." His words made Jihan choke. "Heart of the Deck." Riza was worried and patted his wife on the back. He looked at the man in front of him in surprise. Where does that theory come from. Not that Riza is a lecturer. If the lecturer is like what kind of student? Worried right? Jihan really did not end up thinking. "Just kidding, baby." He said a smile then kissed the cheeks, forehead and lips of the wife with the fat mouth of Jihan is still gawking dear if not utilized. Well after this ready to get a scolding when his wife realized.