Abraham and Asyila 2
Almost Anyways
The bright morning plus the bustling sound in the living room, made Erna shake her head when she saw how Ashraf was running away from Ashila who wanted to dress Ashraf up.
“Honey, stop!” pinta Asyila while running after Ashraf.
“Do not want, Mother,” reject Ashraf who is very happy to make the Mother busy chasing her.
“You can't do that, Ashraf!” Arsyad went after his sister and it didn't take long, he managed to stop the sister who was very difficult to wear clothes.
Ashraf developed his cheeks with his eyes glancing sharply at his older brother, Arsyad. Who had caught himself.
“Mother, Which father?” ask Ashraf who has resigned wearing clothes by the mother.
“Daddy is still busy dear, if it is not busy Dad will definitely be home soon,” reply Asyila with love.
“Assalamu’alaikum!” Suddenly a man's voice came from outside the door so loudly.
Ashraf, who was very familiar with the man's voice, ran so fast. In fact, he himself has not finished wearing pants because so happy to hear the voice that he missed so much.
“Dad!” Ashraf ran while stretching out his hands to be immediately carried by the father.
“Mas Abraham!” Asyila ran small and did not forget to return the greeting from her beloved husband.
Erna pinched a glance at the cheeks of her newly arrived favorite granddaughter.
“Where have you been? See Asyila from earlier hassles because of the work of Ashraf,” said Erna half-complaining.
Abraham replied to his grandmother with a sweet smile. Then, he kissed the back of Grandma's hand that had raised him after the deaths of her parents.
“Iya, Dad. Ashraf's sister from earlier can not be silent,” added Arsyad who was a little upset with his sister's behavior.
Abraham chuckled and kissed his adorable youngest son.
“Dad, Mom!” Abraham kissed the backs of his in-laws one by one.
Arumi didn't ask much about why Abraham had just arrived. He believes that what his favorite son-in-law is doing is very important.
“Mas have breakfast?” ask Asyila who tried to pay attention to the husband who had just arrived.
Abraham shook his head and said that he had not had breakfast because he wanted to enjoy breakfast with his wife and other family.
But unfortunately, the parents and the two brothers had breakfast first.
Which means, Asyila is the one who has not had breakfast because she waited for her husband to come home.
Without waiting for long, Abraham invited his wife to have breakfast together.
Arsyad and Ashraf who had breakfast chose to play in the front yard park with their cars bought by his grandfather, Herwan.
“How does Mas work? Is everything going well?” ask Asyila pretending not to know that the husband has managed to catch the punks who are so unsettling.
“Alhamdulillah everything went smoothly, initially Mas was upset because there were some obstacles that made our work not on time. Yes, luckily they were all caught,” Abraham explained.
“Then, will those punk kids be back on the road?” ask Asyila who began to be curious about the fate of the punk children.
Abraham was surprised to hear the question from his wife, he even frowned in wonder because he himself did not tell what tasks he was doing with other colleagues.
“Syila know from where?” asked Abraham who was now standing while embracing the waist of Asyila.
The deg!
Asyila immediately fell silent because she accidentally slipped into talking about the punk children.
“Mother!” Arshad ran to the Mother and pulled her hand to go with her.
“What's the matter dear?” ask Asyila was curious and relieved because there was her first son who came to help her.
She faintly heard the voice of her second son, Ashraf, who was crying.
“What's the matter dear?” asked Ashila who was in front of Ashraf.
Ashraf kept crying while pointing at his dirty feet exposed to the mud.
“This is just mud dear, just watered by water,” said Asyila and rushed towards the water faucet. Then, spray water on Ashraf's feet.
“Ceng,” led by Arsyad half annoyed because the cause of his sister crying is mud that hit the legs of the sister.
“Biarin,” reply Ashraf who is no less upset.
In the dining room, Abraham was still curious about the question posed by his wife.
“Why can Syila know?” ask Abraham for a monologue.
“Ehem!” Erna cleared her throat seeing her beloved granddaughter daydreaming, “What are you thinking?” added Erna curious.
Abraham shook his head and smiled faintly at the grandmother, ”It's okay, grandma.”
“Yakin?” erna asked once more and hoped Abraham would give an answer to her question.
Erna sighed while singing her lips that were no longer tight because they had wrinkles eaten age.
“Grandmother wants to watch tv only,” reply Erna and passed leaving Abraham who was still alone in the dining room.
Asyila walked with wide strides to immediately catch up with her husband in the dining room. The young woman hoped that her husband would no longer question the problems of punk children.
“Sorry Mas,” said Asyila who has now landed her butt in the dining table chair right next to her husband.
“Arsyad was why?” abraham asked, looking at the wife's uncomfortable face.
“That was, Ashraf was crying because his feet were hit by mud,” replied Asyila while taking rice and side dishes for him and the husband.
“Syila why does it look weird?” asked Abraham and immediately made Ashila wrong.
Asyila even accidentally dropped an empty glass and fortunately did not break because Abraham swiftly welcomed it.
“A-odd what is Mas?” asyila asked back and tried to look calm. Even though his heart was beating uncontrollably as if it was being caught red-handed.
Seeing the wife who looked nervous, Abraham immediately lifted the wife's body and placed it on his lap.
“Akhhh... Mas!” Asyila was shocked when her husband lifted the hijab she was wearing and immediately kissed her neck.
Abraham was silent for a moment, then laughed loosely at the face of the wife who had blushed in shame.
The face he had not seen since Ashraf was born.
“Mas why suddenly attack Asyila?” asyila looked down embarrassed and tried to get down from the lap of her husband.
Abraham's right hand held tightly to Ashila's waist, while his left hand raised the wife's chin, which made Abraham increasingly excited.
“Mas, lower Asyila!” pinta Asyila while watching around the dining room.
Abraham nodded and immediately raised Ashila's body with a loving look.
Asyila's face grew red with the husband's gaze, a very clear gaze that the husband wanted.
“Mas, Asyila has not had breakfast,” said Asyila half whining because her stomach has not been filled with food at all.
Abraham sighed and carefully lowered the body of the wife.
Without thinking long, the couple had breakfast together and of course with the same plate.
Asyila breathed a sigh of relief because she was almost caught by her husband, Asyila even hoped that the husband did not discuss or ask questions about punk children.
Abraham gladly fed food into the wife's mouth with his own hands. Despite having two children, it does not reduce the romance of both.
After breakfast, Ashila washed the dishes and Abraham put the dishes and other utensils on the plate rack.
“Mas,” call Asyila.
Abraham approached and hugged his wife from behind.
“Iya Syila,” replied Abraham half-whispering.
“When do we go to Bandung?” asyila sounded sad.
Abraham scrunched his forehead and turned his wife's body to face him head-on.
“Why sad?”
“Honestly, Asyila is not ready far from Arsyad,” replied Asyila.
Abraham kissed Ashila's forehead with the old one and after that, Abraham invited the wife to go into their room.
Arriving in the room, Abraham immediately changed his clothes and after that, Abraham laid his body on the bed with Asyila.
“Then Arsyad we take it back to Bandung,” said Abraham.
Asyila who was sitting immediately shook her head and leaned her head on the husband's chest.
“Do not, Mas. If Arsyad goes back to Bandung, grandma must be sad. Asyila is now okay, Asyila is just a little sad,” explained Asyila.
“Yakin?”
“God willing,” reply Asyila with her sweet smile.
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Abraham 💖 Ashila
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