
A bright Sunday morning. Riza took his wife's hand to the dining room for breakfast. "It doesn't need to be in the middle, either. Jihan's not going anywhere. Rich people want to cross." Mark insinuated his very possessive behavior. "Eat quickly get married to know what it feels like to wash the same halal way." Riza answered while taking her wife to sit down. "Yes.my age is still a dozen in order to get married. Yeah, don't dong. Just not working yet. Marriage needs careful preparation. Need money is not just love." Jihan smiled with Mark's words that were slipping away. "Have you got a candidate yet?" Ask the woman while preparing a meal. "not yet. It will come when it is time." Riza shook her head. Indeed, Mark's face is handsome and diligent worship. Who is the girl who is not interested. Even the neighbor's son asked the teenager. "Mark. You asked her son, Ms. Farida.." Riza started flirting with making her in-laws upset. "Religion. The powder is so thick. I want something like a sister. Beautiful inside out. Natural again. Look at her lips, her eyes and her nose are beautiful. Lucky for Riza to get my sister." His speech made Riza hit his In-laws arm. "Why brother?" Mark's protest was unacceptable. "That's sister's wife." Riza jealous. "Yes know. I'm just talking. I'm his sister anyway. We grew up together. Why so jealous." Now Jihan is also upset because of the debate between the two. "Let's have breakfast. Not on debate. If you want to argue later." His reprimand made the two of them instantly silent.
After breakfast, the couple was already in the family room. "Mas. Look who's coming. There's a rich guest." Said Jihan calming her crying daughter. "Yes." Yeah." Riza put Jaffan on the sofa then rushed off to the front.
The atmosphere of the room was silent for a moment. Even Jalwa who was crying had calmed down. The Jihan family is coming. At the moment they are silent do not know what to say after seeing the twins who are new members of his daughter's small family. "I'm sorry we're Deck." His words made Jihan smile. "Nothing to forgive. It's not what what. I'm used to it." Jihan replied calmly making everyone's throats choked. "How do we get me home?" Father as the head of the family gave a proposal. "no need. We've done it." His voice was cold and piercing. Even Riza himself felt that from his wife's words. "Don't be selfish Deck. You didn't come to my sister's wedding either." Said Jena softly bringing up the time. "Who is selfish? If you forget, I remind you. When I was dying in the hospital did anyone come? even though Grandma has already given the news but you no one cares. Then when I don't come to the wedding because I'm sick is also considered selfish? Didn't he? If the reason that time no one came because your daughter is sick is also I don't think it's worth tolerating. You should be able to be fair. Oh. I forgot. I'm not a member of you. It's not supposed to talk like this." Jihan's speech is full of emphasis.
Jihan returned after a while leaving them. The woman sat down as she straightened her back staring at one by one of them. "Bring my granddaughter to visit the Deck." The man's words made Jihan smile in a slant while shaking her head. "Please take it home." Jihan put down the box she had given her mother. "Sir..." The woman looked at her daughter with glassy eyes. "I don't want this. Take it home lest the problem get longer. I just want to be calm and peaceful. So in the future do not come again. I'll give you 10 minutes to say goodbye to Jaffan and Jalwa." Jihan sighed then immediately stood up. "Sir. Don't be like this." The father wanted to hug his daughter but at once the woman retreated to hide behind Riza's body. "8 minutes left. Make good use of it. I won't prolong time." Said Jihan rushing away leaving them all behind.
The Al Rashid family.
Mother did not stop crying since then even though it had been calmed by her husband and two children. Their intention umrah is to pray for Jena to be able to catch up with Jihan who already has a baby. It's selfish. Again for Jena Jihan to be set aside. "I told you we're leaving um that the time isn't right." Pissed Jaafar. The young man had already reprimanded but his stubborn sister made it all up. He realizes that their treatment of Jihan is outrageous. "Now this is what we got. The relationship that ends this little by little improves even worse because of obeying your daughter." His words then left before his emotions further exploded again.
On the other hand Riza was hugging his wife tightly. Indeed Jihan did not cry but the man could feel the heart of the wife who was fragile. "Crying is not what Deck. That can sometimes make the heart relieved." Her speech. Jihan shook her head then looked up at her husband. "I'm not that weak." Answer with a smile. "The wife is great. So more love and love." Riza kissed the tiny lips with tenderness. "Don't blame me if anything happens to you. You know I can't serve you." Jihan's soft speech made Riza swallow her saliva. Moreover, Jehan's fingers were on his chest making him bristle. "Ooh...It's tormented like this." The man put his forehead on the wife's shoulder.
Wihs... The author is very nimble and up to date.
Will the story end or continue????
There have been many episodes because of the plan. The rules want to make Jihan pregnant anyway. Eh even the continuity to the lahiran as well. No wait in the comments.....The author needs the same certainty of the same custadz cake that is often in ghosting it. Just kidding🤗🤗🤗 do not enter into the heart. Go into the mouth then swallow must be full by hope. hahahah,😆😆
Dah ah's. Want to shower first..eh even vent ðŸ¤ðŸ¤.
The point is love you all. No wait for the comment...
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