Abraham and Asyila 2

Thank You

“Already, Mas do not think of heavy things. This problem let Asyila alone handle it,” said Asyila while stroking the back of her husband's hand lovingly.

“Sorry is actually thinking more about Syila's situation. Mas's wife also needs to rest, Mas understands that Asyila is very concerned with the woman named Rahma, especially her life is so poor. However, Syila also must take care of health with more attention to yourself, because now Mas..” Abraham hung his words while glancing at his feet.

Asyila smiled faintly at her husband.

“Someday, Mas will recover and be able to take care of Asyila completely. Mas do not think too much, Asyila really loves Mas Abraham,” said Asyila.

Abraham simply replied to Asyila with a nod. The man hoped that he could recover soon and considered the successive accidents that occurred was a rebuke from God so that he was closer to the Creator again.

Asyila turned to the table and her husband's food was delivered. She went from sitting down to take the food and feed it to her husband.

“Tadi Dyah came here to bring the children,” said Abraham.

Asyila walked over to her husband and sat back down on the chair.

“What are the fruits Dyah gives?” ask Asyila glanced towards the sizable fruit parcel.

“Yes, once a child's tumben was smart,” replied Abraham.

Asyila shook her head to hear her husband's words. If only then there was Dyah, it would have been both throwing words at each other as usual.

“Come on, lead do'a eat!” pinta Asyila with her best smile.

Abraham pinched a glimpse of his little wife's cheek and began to pray before eating.

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Afternoon.

Asyila smiled widely when she got news from the doctor who handled Rahma, that Rahma had realized. Asyila asked her husband for permission to meet with Rahma and try to keep Rahma stable.

“Assalamu'alaikum,” says Asyila enters Rahma's ward.

Asyila moved her legs very slowly and was surprised to see Rahma sitting down while shedding her tears.

“Mbak Rahma why?” ask Asyila panic, “Mbak Rahma why crying?” ask Asyila getting curious.

Rahma raised her head and looked at Asyila for quite a while. The eye bags and eyelids of the uterus look very puffy because they cry too long.

“Mbak, please tell me what really happened! Don't scare me,” said Asyila who seemed sad to see Rahma's tears that continued to flow profusely.

Asyila stroked Rahma's shoulder while continuing to look at Rahma's eyes.

“Does anyone hurt? Then excuse me to bring the doctor here,” said Asyila who wanted to rush out of the room.

Rahma quickly held Ashila's hand while shaking her head.

“No need, I'm fine,” Rahma said as she continued to hold Asyila's hand so as not to go out to call the doctor, “Only, I feel pain here. Extremely painful and very painful,” added Rahma while touching her chest.

“Mbak can tell me everything. I am ready to listen to the outpouring of hearts Mbak Rahma,” said Asyila and pulled the chair closer to the bed so that Rahma could tell her grievances.

Rahma's sweet smile slowly expands, then she tells about her life. From her childhood to adulthood, she also tells how she first met her husband, Revelation.

Asyila strives to be a good listener and hopes that with Rahma pouring out her heart, Rahma can rise again to continue her days vigorously.

Not feeling that he had entered Maghrib time, Rahma had finished pouring out her heart. At that instant Asyila gasped with tears hugging Rahma's body tightly.

“Mbak Rahma is a very strong woman, Allah is very dear to Mbak Rahma. Now Mbak must look forward and no longer look back,” said Asyila cheered Rahma.

“Thank you, thank you so much for being a good listener. Thank you so much, you are a really good woman. I owe you,” said Rahma who continued to thank Asyila.

Asyila still hugged Rahma while stroking Rahma's back so warmly.

“Mbak Rahma now rest, I have to go back to my husband's room,” Asyila said.

“Suy? So you're married?” ask Rahma who thinks that Asyila is single.

Asyila chuckles at Rahma's seemingly in disbelief question regarding her married status.

“Yes, Sister Rahma. I am married and already have two children,” explained Asyila.

Rahma immediately remembered the baby who had died. He lowered his head to his stomach and stroked his stomach so sadly.

“Im sorry Mom son! Sorry because of the circumstances of Mother like this you now have to sleep alone,” Rahma said.

Asyila held Rahma's hands tightly after hearing the words of Rahma.

“Mbak Rahma don't say that, however, the baby is now happy in heaven. There is already someone who takes care of her and the task of Mbak Rahma as a mother is to pray for baby Mbak Rahma and continue to live in a better direction again,” said Asyila.

Rahma felt very touched by what Ashila said. Even though they had just met, Rahma felt the sincerity of Asyila that was so extraordinary. It is rare for a young woman like Ashila to empathize with a fellow woman.

Rahma shed her tears again and continued to thank Asyila.

As time went on, Ashila left the room to perform Maghrib prayers in her husband's room.

Rahma once again thanked Asyila for the kindness that had helped her there was cruelty of her husband.

After Asyila left, Rahma immediately raised her head up and did not forget to raise her hand to pray for her recovery and also the tiny baby who had left her for good.

“Yes Allah, the servant is very saddened by the death of the baby servant whom Allah has. Please take care of the servant baby until the servant can catch up with Akbar to heaven,” Rahma said.

Akbar. Yaps, Rahma gave the name of her dead baby with the name Akbar. He believes the name is perfect for his little baby.

Asyila went into the room of her husband and did not forget to say hello, she was quick to do Maghrib prayer because her husband had already prayed first. Although Abraham was ill, Abraham continued to perform obligatory prayers and he hoped that his charity would be accepted by him.

Abraham continued to pay attention to his little wife who was praying, indeed Abraham was again enamored with a beautiful woman named Asyila.