The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

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Riza walked with her sister-in-law to buy Chicken porridge. "According to big brother Jihan how the hell?" Mark's question suddenly made Riza look at him in wonder. "Just ask. Don't look at me that." He said while turning his face away. "Yes that's it. Mungin same with the others. No need to be clear, you know. The man's name must have felt what his wife felt." Riza's reply made Mark nod.

Both of them have arrived at the store Mr. Sukur. "Assalamualaik." Riza. "Getishalight." The middle-aged man immediately approached. "Ustad. Sorry I couldn't come yesterday. There is a proposal event at the relatives' house. Thank you for bringing so much food." Riza nodded. "Same sir." Answer with a smile. "Burury 2 yes ustadz?" Ask to guess Riza's order. "Three sir. Wrapped up yeah." Said Riza inviting Mark to sit down while waiting for the order to be prepared.

"Assalamualaik." Both have arrived home. "Getishalight." Answer Jihan. The woman sat on the carpet while looking after her two sleeping children. "Sleep again, huh?" Tanya Riza sat down to join his wife. "Sleep again after drinking breast milk." He answered while rubbing the little guy's cheeks alternately. "Don't bother you when you wake up." Jihan reprimanded her husband who was playing the cheeks of two adorable babies. "Let's have breakfast first." Take Mark back from the kitchen and grab a spoon and drink. "I bribe the Deck." Said Riza. "No need. You just eat. I can eat by myself." Reject Jihan but as usual the man did not care and began to feed. "The mango in front is already on the Mateng. Someone's eaten by bird two." Jihan steady her sister. "You want mango deck?" Riza and his wife asked as her mouth was still full.

Riza brought a plate of mango that had been peeled and cut to his Wife and His Sister. Jihan and Mark looked at each other then both chuckled together. How not to laugh. Riza cutting mangoes is not like most people. The man cut it small and thin thin. "It's wet mango chips?" Mark asked with another laugh. "Heh. The shape doesn't matter. What matters is the taste." Just plain to answer the basic, Mr. Ustadz. "Try Deck. Sweet lo. Rich you." Her speech made Jihan roll her eyes lazy because every day she heard the magic flutter of the husband. "Where? Sweet right?" Ask Riza. "The rich ones that I peel." Reply Jihan made Riza anxious. "Heh. Don't be friendly here. There's a puber's son." Mark quipped before Riza kissed his wife.

In the afternoon Jihan and Riza sat in the living room holding her daughter's son. The man watched Jaffan and Jihan alternately. "Yes yes. Everything looks like you Dek. No one looks like me at all." The woman who was breastfeeding smiled in response to her husband. "The name of the baby's face says people often change. Maybe it'll look like you." Jihan replied making her husband nod. "Two of these are yes. Don't add any more." Riza's words suddenly made his wife look at the man in wonder. It used to be Riza who was most eager to have children. Why did this man become like this now? "It's not about not liking the child or objecting to the Deck's fees. Only I can't bear to see you in pain during childbirth. Yes it is nature. But my heart is not just that." The man gave an explanation. "The first night also hurt. It hurts so bad. You're the one with the heart?" Tanya Jihan makes Riza gawk. "Well if it's different. That counts as well. It's mandatory Deck. We do every day means the reward can also be every day. What if you are ready later we change the schedule to every day." Riza said lightly making Jihan want to silence the man's mouth. "It's the sweet mouth. You can talk like that. Giving birth is also worship. Don't ask for rations every day." Reply Jihan while pouting. "How else. You're making me addicted." Riza chuckles to remember her love for her beautiful wife. "No need to kiss. Until my son wakes up outside of you." It was because the man was just playing. "Don't do it dong Dek. How can I sleep without you." Saying Melas while shifting his seat to stick to the wife. "Oh so. Can try." Jihan's words made Riza's breath choked. "try to. Means I slept outside.... Abaghfirullah mouth. Sometimes I like to talk. This is a weapon to eat sir." His mind is self-absorbed.