The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Will Always Be With You

Jihan is happy to play her role as a mother at a very young age. His friend was still haha hihi street way or even still in college. But he never regretted. Maybe this is the best way. In the morning finished preparing breakfast, the woman immediately bathed her two children with her husband. Just accompany yes. Not helping. Riza just carried it while waiting for the other turn to be bathed. "Pinter yeah. Not crying. Not fussy." Said Jihan while soaking the body of the beautiful baby with heart. "How to get Baby Sitter on deck?" The answer has been many times, but Jihan refused. Riza offered again who knows Jihan this time agreed. It's not what what. Taking care of twins is not easy. Riza was just afraid his wife was exhausted. Her in-laws are not as helpful as people in general. Yes indeed he admitted Al Rashid family was somewhat different. More likely to be annoying. "No need to. I'm gonna take care of my own son." The answer is still the same.

Everyone gathered in the dining room. There was only Riza, his wife and sister-in-law because last night Papa came home to take care of the problem of selling crops on the plantation. "Sister." Call Mark not too obvious because while chewing his food. "In the first swallow why the hell. Doesn't know." Tight Jihan made her husband smile. "There is no cash. I owe my friend 300 grand yesterday." Jihan looked at her sister while slashing her eyes. "The money that brother loves less? Why is it debt?" Ask for an explanation. "No. I had no cash yesterday. It was a minjem. I want to transfer him he doesn't have an account." Honest answer. "More. Use this money. Pay off debt immediately. That's better." Said Riza putting 10 pieces of a hundred thousand on the table. "Most of these." Mark grabbed it while smiling making Jihan snort miserably. Speech and expression also fill Mark's heart differently. Jihan knows that. He understands Mark is excited because the rest will definitely be given. "Save it for you." Nah kan. Riza's reply was quickly taken by the teenager. "Thank you brother." He said with a happy smile. "Often this is" he continued in his heart because the money in the account would be intact if Riza gave cash as well. Mark did get a allowance from his brother and sister-in-law. Duh..live better....

Jihan went to the child's room after making sure her husband and sister left. The woman sat down and chatted quietly to accompany the twins who were fast asleep. Hearing his phone ringing He immediately moved away so as not to make his two children wake up.

Meta and his two children are already with Jihan at this time. The woman called to tell her she was visiting. They were still in the nursery sitting in a circle on the carpet while guarding Jaffan and Jalwa. "Sister. How do you not wake up?" Ask Gita in a clean voice. "Just drink milk. Satisfaction keeps sleeping. Maybe wake up later." Jihan replied making the two boys nod in understanding. "We played there." They were answered by the two women.

Jihan stayed alone at home because Meta had returned home to pick up her husband earlier. "Bak Jihan." Call someone from outside the fence. "Yes." Yeah." Jihan rushed over. "Eh Bu Siti's. Can I help you?" Friendly ask. "Ah not mbak. I just want to take between rambutans. Another harvest at home." The woman gave a large swab of rambutan fruit. "Thank you, Mom. Let's stop by first." Said Jihan offering. "same. Next time only. I'll go home first." He said with a smile while saying goodbye.

Riza was sitting with his wife in the backyard with two of their hearts. "Not many Marks. Shoot you later." Tegur Riza noticed her conscious brother had not stopped eating rambutan. "Enak. Is there a papa garden?" Jihan shook her head slowly in response to her sister. "The arm has two meanings. There is something that means neither knowing nor knowing. Which answer is it?" Mark asked for an explanation. "Nothing. Papa did not plant. You are also angry with you. You've been there with brother." Jihan snorted bitterly at the carelessness of her sister. While Riza. The man just silently watched the little quarrel of the brothers.