Abraham and Asyila 2

Back With a Prospective Husband

Dyah holiday time in Jakarta finally ended, with very forced he had to return to Bandung. He returned to Bandung of course not alone, there was Fahmi who came with him.

“Cie.. Who wants to go home with the future husband,” Asyila fashion to Dyah who is sitting on the porch chair of the house while continuing to look towards the gate of the house.

“Which is waiting for whose husband? Dyah here just sitting around,” reply Dyah while holding back his laughter.

“You don't have to lie so, this Aunty of yours used to be like that,” Asyila explained.

“So what Aunty said is true. Dyah here is waiting for Mas Fahmi,” explained Dyah who was finally honest.

Asyila raised both eyebrows when she saw Fahmi coming on foot into the courtyard of the house.

“See that, your future husband is almost here,” tease Asyila again and quickly enter the house so that the second is not awkward.

Fahmi came with an awkward smile, inexplicably he felt nervous about being looked at by his future wife.

“Assalamu'alaikum,” said Fahmi who was carrying his backpack.

“Wa'alaikumsalam, Mas Fahmi has breakfast yet?” ask Dyah.

“Alhamdulillah, already. Did you have breakfast yet?” ask Fahmi back.

“Mas Fahmi breakfast at home or buy outside?” ask Dyah curiously.

“So buy food outside, buy rice uduk,” reply Fahmi with a small laugh.

“Why not eat here? Grandma Arumi makes breakfast quite a lot, or put it this way, how about Mas Fahmi breakfast again?” tanya Dyah offers Fahmi to go back to eating.

Fahmi chuckled and shook his head.

“If I eat again, where will I put the rice? Dyah this is just-nothing,” said Fahmi.

Arsyad and Ashraf came to them to invite the two of them inside first before leaving for Bandung.

“Kak Fahmi, carry!” pinta Ashraf is very happy if carried by Fahmi.

Fahmi agrees and starts carrying Ashraf's body.

“Nak Fahmi has breakfast?” ask Arumi.

“Alhamdulillah, already Nek,” replied Fahmi while nodding small.

“You sit down first, Aunty to the room for a while,” said Asyila and waltzed off to the room.

Asyila went into the room to change her husband's clothes, the young woman was very painstaking in caring for her beloved husband who was sick.

“Mas, in front is Fahmi. Would Mas want to see him or Fahmi who's here?” asyila asked while wearing her husband's clothes carefully.

“Mas wants to see him, can Asyila help Mas?” ask Abraham.

Asyila happily nodded in agreement, she helped her husband to get out of bed and into a wheelchair.

Asyila's breath was a little breathless when helping her husband, but the effort did not betray the results. Asyila managed to help her husband sit in a wheelchair and without a second thought, Asyila pushed the wheelchair out of the room to the living room.

“Uncle!” Dyah and Fahmi compactly gasped when they saw Abraham had just arrived in a wheelchair.

“Why did Uncle even leave the room?” fahmi approached Abraham.

“No need to hesitate, we should have found a special guest,” reply Abraham while glancing towards Dyah.

“Uncle why glance towards Dyah?” asked Dyah while pointing at himself.

“Special no?” abraham asked his nephew.

“Uncle what the hell?” asked Dyah while scratching her own forehead.

Tin! Tin! Tin!

The sound of the car horn sounded, which means Eko has arrived and is preparing to deliver Dyah and Fahmi to return to Bandung.

“Assalamu'alaikum,” says Eko.

“Wa'alaikumsalam!” exclaim them.

Abraham invited Eko in and quickly entered and handed him Abraham's paper bag.

“This is for Miss Asyila,” said Eko and gave it to Asyila.

Asyila received it while glancing towards her husband.

“Night instead Syila wants risoles?” ask Abraham.

Ashila patted her forehead and thanked Abraham.

Dyah swung his lips because Uncle only bought risoles for his Aunty.

“Have not been careless like that, the other risoles are in the car. Right 'can Eko?” ask Abraham.

“True once,” replied Eko.

“Uncle is indeed the best,” praise Dyah.

“If there is a sweet ass like this, the nephew of many wants,” Abraham chirps which of course it is just to tease his nephew.

Dyah only replied to his Uncle's chirps with a manyun's lips. Dyah did not realize that Fahmi had continued to pay attention to his facial expression which Fahmi said was adorable and funny.

Dyah took a quick glance at her future husband and she was embarrassed because Fahmi turned out to keep paying attention to him.

Geez, Mas Fahmi from earlier must have looked at me. Be present, so shame me.

Dyah quickly saying goodbye and do not forget to kiss the back of their hands one by one.

“We went home everything, Assalamu'alaikum,” said Dyah who had been in the car along with Eko and Fahmi.

“Eko, drive well and keep Dyah and Fahmi!” Abraham's Commandments.

“Ready, Young Master!” exclaimed Eko and slowly left the courtyard of his young master's residence.

Arsyad and Ashraf continued to wave their hands, both looking sad because Dyah and Fahmi left.

“Have not been sad, sometime Kak Dyah and Kak Fahmi will come here,” said Asyila.

When they all wanted to get into the house, a car suddenly came and Abraham was very familiar with the four-wheeled vehicle.

“Assalamu'alaikum,” said Dayat and Edi when he just got out of the car.

Both men raised their hands toward Abraham.

“Wa'alaikumsalam!” abraham and the others.

“You came here why don't you tell?” ask Abraham.

“Sorry, we came here just wanted to leave to return to Bandung. There are still many tasks that we have to complete in the next few days,” explained Dayat.

“Sorry because I haven't been able to help times,” said Abraham.

“Master Abraham did not need to hesitate or feel bad. We are the ones who say sorry because all this time has troubled Mr. Abraham and Mr. Family,” reply Edi.

“You two are like family to me,” said Abraham.

Dayat and Edi were saying goodbye, they came to Abraham just to say goodbye.

After the two left, Abraham and the others rushed into the house.

“Mother, later afternoon buy ice cream yes!” ashraf Pinta.

“Iya dear,” replied Asyila.

Arumi and Herwan choose to sit in the living room, while Abraham and Asyila choose to watch TV in the living room.

Arsyad and Ashraf are busy with their toys, both looking very happy with their toys.

At the same time, Dyah and Fahmi did not talk much in the car. Instead they were busy looking outwards and making Eko amazed by both.

“Ehem.. Marahan ya?” ask Eko.

“No,” say Dyah and Fahmi compact.

Eko chuckled slightly and refocused his gaze towards the front.

“Mas Fahmi!” Dyah smiled faintly and gave the risoles to Fahmi.

Fahmi nodded and took the risoles.

“Thank you,” said Fahmi.

Dyah said shyly. He actually wanted to ask when their marriage took place, but he immediately abandoned his intention to ask because there were still other ears who would hear the privacy chatter of the two of them.

Eko took a quick glance towards the back using the car glass. In Eko's mind, Eko was sure that the two would be such a happy couple.

“How? Is it good?” ask Dyah curiously.

“Certainly delicious,” replied Fahmi and returned to take the risoles.

Dyah chuckled and enjoyed the risoles that Eko had bought.