The Waiting of Love Ustadz Riza

Tumben Wise

The morning after finishing breakfast Jihan invited her children, husband and sister to plant vegetables in the back of the house. Yesterday he ordered some seeds and compost to plant. The woman was busy arranging a long pot stacked because the land is not too large Jihan outsmarted it with a terraced system attached to the fence wall. When finished he put the planting media and sow the seeds. "What do you plant on deck?" Riza's asking who helped his wife. "Many, mustard, cabbage, chili, tomatoes and more." Answer Jihan.

Mark approached the couple after going ahead for a while to see the guests coming. "Sister Riza. Wanted by Ahmad tuh." Riza nodded and immediately came forward after saying goodbye to his wife. "Let me be brother." Mark took a hose from his brother's hand to flush. "When did it grow?" Jihan shrugged both shoulders. "No idea. Just wait a minute." The answer.

Riza heard a pretty loud laughter especially her two children. "Astaghfirullah's. His mother followed." Said the man saw his wife, children and brother-in-law were engrossed in playing water when they were just bathing. "Sir. Have a wet shower like that." Struggling while walking closer. "Silky. Take another shower." He said with a smile. "It has. The wind will catch." Riza was a bit away for fear of getting wet. "Yes. In a minute." Answer the woman who is still busy chatting with her baby.

Jihan just finished taking a shower with her children to the kitchen approached Riza who was busy with Mark. "Make what?" Ask the Woman. "Bikin peyeum grilled equal fried. Yesterday I promised to make." Riza replied with a smile. Jihan nodded then opened the refrigerator to pick up fruit for the children. "This is what Mas?" Ask to see a clear bottle filled with yellow liquid. "Oh yes. That's sour turmeric from his wife, Mr. Ahmad. Tell me to give it to you earlier. Until I forget." Riza approached his wife after serving fried and grilled peyeum on a plate. "I drank ya." Riza nodded in response to the wife. "Geez...." Jihan spouted out with a spoon. "Why Deck?" Said the man confused. "So why the hell?" Mark approached the two. "What drink is this. Not very good." Said Jihan hurriedly returning her drink to the refrigerator. "Enak the Deck. That's even the best of herbs." Riza replied with a smile looking at the expression of the wife. "Tau ah's. It's not good."

Finished the little family duhur prayer gathered on the back porch. Jihan stared at the food her husband made then looked at the man in turn. "Why Deck? it's good." Riza's words began to cut to prepare for his wife. "Open his mouth." The man smiled at his wife. "Where? Yummy, right?" Ask. Jihan nodded. "Lumayan." Answer while chewing. "Mom wants wine." Said Jalwa asking Jihan to open the wine that is still in the packaging. "Oh. Yes, dear." The woman immediately took it and removed the seeds newly given to the child. "Let's go to Mall yuk Kak." Invite Mark and Jihan just nod in agreement and invite the children to walk the road.

"Hunt hunt ya ustadz." Ask Mr. Samsul when Riza immediately say goodbye to finished praying isya. "Yes Sir. I promised to take my wife out. I went home first, Father. Assalamualaikum." Her speech. "Getishalight." Answer them compact.

At 8 p.m., they arrived at the mall. Jihan takes them to a dress shop to buy shirts and shirts for Mark. The teenager asked his brother to choose because the one who knows his taste the most is the brother. "Buy for you too Mas." Said Jihan taking it also for the husband. "Mad's still a lot of decks." Answer Riza. "No papa. Every job you do is wear a shirt. Your clothes are mostly Koko's clothes." His words made the man resigned. "Why not use money?" Ask the man because Jihan pulled out her black card. "Sister. It's my card." Mark is hoarding. "Use brother's money. That makes your pocket money. If I want to buy you, then. Don't refuse." Jihan paid him.

Riza felt bad until her needs alone Jihan bought her. It is not what should be as a husband he is the one who spoils the wife. But his wife was overrated more financially so Riza was the one who always spent. "Why daydream?" Jihan asked as they were eating together at the grill restaurant. "Mas doesn't taste good to you Dek. What time should you pay. As the head of the family, it should be." Answer while bowing your head. Jihan clasping her husband's hand made the man raise his head to look at the beautiful face of the wife. "No problem, my. I'm burdened if you are. Husbands and wives must cover each other. If I can love you I love you and you always give a living to me and our family...Ow...Very wise of me today." Jihan's speech made Riza who had been touched even now become smiling because of his wife's behavior. Just thought his wife's grown-up tumben did not become so because of Jehan's ridiculous behavior arrived back. "Boy and Love are with you." His words made Mark gawk. "Not connecting. What is discussed is the answer of love. Basic ustadz bucin." Said insinuating. "Sir. I can't use chopsticks. Suapi dong." Riza smiled looking at his wife. "Send Mark's bribe." Jihan replied while chuckling making her husband pout.