Abraham and Asyila 2

Facing a Arrogant Woman

Asyila ran small to her husband's ward, just moments ago she drove her first son to school.

Now, she had to go back to her husband's ward and pay attention to her husband to return home.

“Assalamu'alaikum,” said Asyila with a breath of breath and at that time Abraham woke up from his sleep.

“Wa'alaikumsalam, Syila why even panting like that?” abraham asked his little wife.

“Mas was sleeping? Sorry Mas, because Asyila Mas so woke up,” said Asyila as she set her breath and stepped over to her husband who was lying down.

“Mas does not really sleep, after all Mas wants to always see the beautiful face of Asyila,” said Abraham.

“Mas do not tease Asyila, now Asyila looks unkempt,” reply Asyila and lower her head.

“This is all because of your husband.”

Asyila raised her head and immediately denied what her husband said.

“Do not say that all this is because of Mas, forgive Asyila's words yes Mas.”

“Hmm... Syila to be forgiven?” ask Abraham.

Asyila quickly nodded, “Iya Mas.”

“Then buy Mas something to eat and after that help Mas to. bathroom!” pinta Abraham's.

“Good, Mas,” replied Asyila obeyed what her husband said.

Asyila got out of her husband's room and rushed for food, Asyila knew what Abraham liked and disliked.

“Asyla! You're Asyila, aren't you?” ask a woman who is pregnant.

“Iya, I'm Asyila,” reply Asyila while remembering who the woman in front of her.

“Yes Allah, you are different now. I'm Lastri, your Junior High friend and back in 8th grade we had one class,” said the woman whose name was Lastri.

Asyila was not too memorized by her Junior High friends, she only nodded lightly while smiling widely.

“Who are you here with? Now what's your job? You must work in a kind of store so yes?” lastri asked who sounded like she was dropping Asyila.

“I'm Housewife,” replied Asyila.

“Oh, so you're not working? It's worth your look very different,” said Lastri who every word sounded condescending to Asyila.

“Iya, then excuse me first,” said Asyila who did not want to linger facing Lastri.

“Ihhh, you don't go first dong. Oya, where does your husband work?” ask Lastri.

“Suami...”.

“Definitely work so labor yes, like porters building so yes,” said Lastri cut Ashila speech.

Asyila sighed and she looked at Lastri with a defiant look.

“I don't know what your question means, if only you answered it. As for my personal life or work, it has nothing to do with you. And please once again, I hope you just ask me this and not to the others, thank you. Wassalamu'alaikum,” says Asyila.

Lastri stroked her stomach by continuing to stare at Asyila's back cynically.

“Suami work so labor alone is arrogant, poor base,” hina Lastri and continue his steps towards the special room Pregnant women.

Asyila continued to step on her feet, she was not out of thought with Lastri's mind. He also tried to remember a woman named Lastri.

“Yes Allah, so it's Lastri?” Asyila now remembered who the woman was.

Lasts. Lastri used to be a classmate of Asyila, in high school or commonly abbreviated as Junior High. Lastri used to be very arrogant, even though his mother was just a laundry washerman.

To Asyila's amazement, Lastri's way of speaking from then until now has never changed.

O Allah, do not bring any servant to such a man again. May the servant of the last man he said as before.

Asyila continued to move her legs and finally she arrived at a food stall.

“Bu, I bought rice with a side dish. Oya bu, please add fried chicken kampung!”

The shop owner nodded and picked up the food menu said by Asyila. Then, Ashila paid for the food.

Again, Ashila met Lastri who was with a man at the time.

“Eh, meet again with the poor but arrogant,” said Lastri who deliberately blocked the path of Asyila.

“Lastri, don't talk like that,” said Pastri's husband.

“Pak, please teach your father's wife how to appreciate between people. If this is heard by others, then who will be blamed there is Mr.” asserted Asyila who directly told the husband of Lastri.

Lastri raised his hand that wanted to slap Ashila, but Asyila swiftly held onto the late Lastri's hand just a little bit already made a five-finger stamp on her face.

“Asyila, release my hand!” yell Lastri.

“Please for this time you do not interfere, this is the business of women and not men,” said Asyila who looks very angry.

“Mas Roy!” yelled Lastri at her husband.

Roy was confused as to how, Asyila's words did have a point. Lastri, on the other hand, is his wife and is pregnant with their first child. Roy does not want his wife who is pregnant why-why.

“Pak Roy rest easy, I won't hurt Lastri one bit. However, I want Lastri to apologize or your wife will not let me go,” asserted Asyila.

What Asyila was doing ended up being the center of attention, but almost everyone knew that the wrong thing was Lastri.

“Honey, quickly apologize. Instead of us getting into trouble,” Roy said.

“No, I wouldn't if I had to apologize with a poor person like this. After all, everywhere it's the poor who apologize to the rich,” Pastri reply that increasingly makes people hate him.

“Bogged basis!” the other mothers shouted saying Pastri was arrogant.

Lastri, instead of being self-conscious, felt more and more right.

Asyila further tightened her grasp and finally made Lastri give up.

“Alright, I give up. Please let me go!” lastri's Order.

Asyila raised her eyebrows and gestured for Lastri to apologize immediately.

Finally very forced, Lastri apologized and at that time Asyila let go of Lastri's hand.

“Honey, very sick,” lastri whine while showing his red hands because of the grip of Asyila's hands are very tight.

“Other times, you never deal with him. Now let's go home! Look at them, they all see you,” Roy said.

“They see me because I'm beautiful, besides you should be proud to have a beautiful wife like me. Yes come home, I do not want my skin to be black,” said Lastri who is still arrogant.

Roy was head bobbing at the attitude of his wife, actually Roy did not love Lastri. However, he was forced to marry Lastri because of the insistence of his parents who want to have a daughter-in-law like Lastri.

Asyila continued in her footsteps and hoped that the day would never repeat itself, it felt as if Asyila wanted to silence Lastri's mouth. However, Asyila was self-aware that she should not avenge the ugliness of others.

“Assalamu'alaikum,” says Asyila.

“Wa'alaikumsalam, Why so long?” abraham asked when his little wife had just entered his room.

“Tadi is queuing, Mas. Mas want 'right, side dishes and fried chicken village?” ask Asyila.

Abraham smiled broadly as he gave his thumbs a sign that he liked what his little wife had bought.

“Syila why is her face like that?” asked Abraham who saw the face of his little wife was not excited.

“Asyila is just a little upset, Mas. But, now it has started to improve,” reply Asyila.

“Syila is upset with why and with whom? What's with your husband?”

“Hmm... No, Mas. Forget it, now you have to eat and finish the food. After that, Asyila will help Mas to the bathroom,” said Asyila and open the rice wrap that she bought to immediately feed her husband food.

Abraham took a breath and no longer asked.