The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Happy Moments

"sick." Jihan's complaint is already inside the delivery room of the largest hospital in the city. "Prophey dear." Riza clasped his wife's hand while reciting a prayer. Seeing Jihan in pain like this made her heart hurt. It is nature. But love makes men so fragile. Do not get sick from giving birth. Being exposed to needles alone if it happened to his wife Riza was already made weak. "It's the final opening." Said a middle-aged female doctor then gave instructions to Jihan.

The sound of the first baby crying is heard in the next baby. Jihan and Riza both shed tears because they are now parents. "Alhamdulillah. Thank you dear." Riza's face was full of love.

Everyone is allowed to enter after Jihan has finished giving breast milk to her daughter's son. The faces of the two tiny babies were very handsome and beautiful, similar to that of the mother. "See. Very similar to you." Said Meta stroking gently the cheeks of a handsome baby who fell asleep in a sling of Jihan. "Yes. Like all his mothers." Papa agreed. "What's his name, brother?" Mark asked his brother-in-law who was cradling. "Jaffan Cemal Ramdhani and Jalwa Cemal Ramdhani." Reply Riza got a nod from everyone. "Try me to hold." Mark was so enthusiastic about holding his nephew. "Don't be given to me. He's sloppy. Will fall." Jihan's speech made her sister snort miserably. "Allah. Just for a second." Petanya. "Riza nodded after the wife's approval then gave her daughter to Mark with a heart. "Papa rest." Jihan clasped the middle-aged man's hand. The age that was no longer young made him worry if his father was exhausted. "Why? You should be the one to rest." He answered while gently rubbing Jihan's head. "Sister. Gita same Lita wants to see." The two boys who had just come with her Papa were very enthusiastic. "You guys. Don't noise. His sister will wake up." Meta Tegur. "Yes here." Jihan smiled as the couple carried her two daughters because the high enough bed made the two boys difficult. "It's so handsome." He said with admiration. "The nose is sharp. It's like a sister's nose." Rudi said to his daughter.

In the afternoon, Jihan can go home. The house was crowded because many neighbors and employees came to see the twins. There are also busy Wara Wiri preparing dishes to entertain people who come. "Pak Samsul." Riza approached the man who was chatting with the others after coming from the living room to see his wife. "What's Ustadz?" Ask while putting a cup on the table. "Ep...I want to buy a goat for me. I'll accompany ya." Said Riza instantly getting a quick nod. "When? Now?" Riza shook her head quickly. "Yes not dong sir. It's already afternoon. How will magrib." Riza's reply made the man nod in understanding.

The house was empty after everyone came home. Meta also came home a few minutes ago because his son's school tomorrow. Riza approached his wife who was still sitting in the living room. The man was already wearing a sarong and Koko's shirt followed by his father-in-law who was walking in the back."Deck. I'm the same Papa to mushola first huh." His pamphlets and Jihan nodded. "Wake Mark. Go pray there." Said Jihan shaking the shoulder of the sleeping teenager beside her. "Law....I'm just at home with brother." He answered while hiding his head with both arms. "Heh. No reason for you. Wake." Say again. "Wake Mark. Papa is ready." The middle-aged man woke up. "Just leave Pa. Let's know the taste." Jihan's words made her sister wake up instantly. "Wait a minute." He rushed away with a drowsiness and laziness that struck. "You're not home by yourself, son?" Ask Papa so gently. "No Pa. You guys just go." Reply Jihan with a smile.

Jihan moved her two hearts into the room. "Jaffan wake up baby." His words immediately gave breast milk to the handsome baby before crying and disturbing his daughter who was still soundly asleep. "Beautiful Blue Eyes." The woman smilingly observed Jaffan's bead of eyes descending from her.