Abraham and Asyila 2

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After performing the prayer, Ashila decided to read the Holy Quran for a while and Abraham also listened to the reading of his little wife.

Despite being married and having been blessed with two adorable children, Asyila still I feel nervous if continued to be noticed by her husband. Asyila's nervousness is certainly still the same when their beginnings were close when Asyila was still studying at one of the famous universities in the city of Bandung.

Abraham smiled at the face of his little wife who blushed in embarrassment. Of course Abraham knew that his little wife was embarrassed if he continued to be noticed and looked at by Abraham.

Asyila who had finished reading the holy verse of the Quran carefully put the Qur'an back in its place.

“Mas, can Asyila request one request?” ask Ashila and hope her husband approves her request.

“What request?” abraham asked curiously.

“Begini Mas, the grandmother of Mbak Rahma is very old and Asyila is eager for us to help repair the house and make a donation to the grandmother of Mbak Rahma,” replied Asyila.

Abraham thoughtlessly nodded in agreement, Abraham then took his cell phone and directly transferred the money to his small wife's account.

After a few seconds, Asyila's phone rang and Ashila was surprised to see the nominal money that had just been transferred by her beloved husband.

“Thank you, Mas Abraham,” said Asyila and kissed the back of her husband's hand many times.

“Wear the money for the benefit of people in need, if less Syila do not hesitate to ask again. Oya, the money that has been given to Syila why never used?” asked Abraham who had long wanted to ask why his little wife had not used the money given from him.

“Uang Mas still use Asyila, it's just that Asyila is not too fond of shopping and the money is mostly to buy side dishes and household needs,” Asyila honestly explained.

“Do not buy clothes? Hijab or something?” abraham asked curiously.

“No, Mas. After all, the clothes of Asyila in the closet are still very much and that is precisely what makes Asyila confused so much,” replied Asyila.

“If there are clothes Syila who according to Syila already do not want to wear anymore, better just give it to people in need,” said Abraham.

“Good, Mas. Insha Allah as soon as Asyila will separate the clothes that Asyila no longer wears,” Asyila replied.

“Remember, give clothes to the needy with decent clothes.”

Asyila shook her head with a smile.

“Only Asyila will be that fine, Mas?”

“Of course not, Mas was just joking,” replied Abraham.

Asyila gave a small nod and shifted away to release the face she was wearing.

“Mas, tomorrow morning Asyila's home huh?

Asyila is kangen with the children and tomorrow Dyah may return to Bandung,” said Asyila as she folded her face and put it in the bag.

“Then Mas will also return home,” said Abraham seriously.

“But...”.

“It would be better if Mas treated at home and not here,” reply Abraham who is sure if his return home will make his condition improve.

“If Mas goes home, who will take care of Mas?” ask Asyila.

“Kan, there is Asyila and there may remain some medical personnel who control Mas's condition at home,” replied Abraham.

Asyila said what her husband said, she came back and put her head against the palm of her husband's hand.

Abraham's scheduled return home should be noon, but Abraham was not at home in the hospital and forced the hospital to immediately deliver him home.

Dayat and Edi came to know that Abraham had been discharged from the hospital.

“You are indeed very tough,” Dayat told Abraham.

“Tough which how?” ask Abraham who is waiting for the medical team to come to put him in the car.

“Still sick like this even desperate to go home, if anything how? Poor Miss Asyila and the children,” said Dayat who began to fuss.

“I agree, it should be Mr. Abraham here first until things really improve,” said Edi who agreed with what Dayat said.

“You two do you want to switch professions to be a talkative handyman?” abraham asked and laughed a little at his two friends who were very worried about his situation.

The medical team suddenly came to bring Abraham home, as the hospital had promised that Abraham was not charged a penny for their previous negligence. But Abraham paid and chose to give his money to those in need.

Asyila gets into the same car, while Dayat and Edi tail the hospital car from behind.

“Mas sure you want to go home?” ask Ashila on the way home from her husband.

“We're on our way, my wife. Of course your husband is very sure, does Asyila not want us to get together like before?”

“Mas, if asked if you want to gather what is not clear Asyila replied that she wanted to regroup with Mas and the children. However, in this case Asyila only wants Mas to recover and automatically everything can return as usual,” explained Asyila.

The couple kept talking, they looked very happy. Moreover, Abraham who at that time did not look like a patient, actually he looked very cheerful.

Asyila gently stroked her husband's hair and combed her husband's hair with her finger. Asyila was happy that she could finally see her husband's smile that was so thrilling.

At the same time, Dyah and Arumi were busy in the kitchen. The two of them and the others knew that Abraham would soon return home.

“Ashraf, don't jump around like that!” dyah's orders saw Ashraf jumping up and down in excitement.

“Dad home!” shout Ashraf.

“Horeeee!” arsyad who is no less happy.

Dyah asks permission for Arumi to leave the kitchen for a while, because he wants to lead the two brothers not to play in the kitchen.

“Kak Dyah and Grandma are busy. If you play better here or sit in front while waiting for your father to come home,” said Dyah.

Arsyad and Ashraf stared at each other then, compactly nodding in agreement.

“Smart child, yes already Kak Dyah stay first. Arsyad as a brother must take care of his brother and Ashraf as well as the sister do not fight with what was said by brother Arsyad,” said Dyah.

”Good, Brother Dyah,” reply Arsyad and Ashraf compact.

Dyah ran small towards the kitchen and resumed his cooking activities.

“It is suitable to be a wife,” said Arumi while giggling amusedly.

Dyah was just a mangosteen with a sweet smile on his lips.

“You sure you didn't come home today to Jakarta?” ask Arumi.

“Hhhmmm... not yet Nek, tomorrow only all snacks shopping,” reply Dyah.