Abraham and Asyila 2

The Warmth of Abraham and Asyila

Arumi was sitting on the front porch seat of the house while watching her two favorite grandchildren play, Arumi's gaze suddenly fixed on a car owned by her daughter-in-law.

“Why fast once they get back,” muttered Arumi.

Arsyad and Ashraf who were playing marbles immediately turned to the car that had arrived in the yard area.

“Assalamu'alaikum,” said Asyila who had just got off the car with her eyes moist, typical of people who have been crying.

Arumi scrunched her forehead and turned to her husband about their beloved daughter who seemed to be crying.

“Grandmother Inem, Grandmother of Rahma has passed away,” Herwan explained.

“Innalilahi wa innailaihi ra'jiun,” said Arumi surprised.

Asyila hugged her mother's body and came back crying.

“Already, darling. Don't cry, you've had enough tears. Just pray for the best for Rahma,” said Arumi by continuing to pat her favorite daughter's back gently.

O Allah, Madam Rahma is now really living a kara. Allow me to help Sister Rahma, O Allah.

Asyila sighed and let go of her embrace, she wiped away her tears because she did not want to make her dear mother sad.

“Mother why?” tanya Arsyad approached her mother.

“Mother is okay dear,” replied Asyila.

Arsyad turned to his sister and asked her to come closer.

Afterwards, Arshad kissed the back of his mother's hand and was followed by Ashraf.

“Smart child, Mother to the room first yes dear. You guys go and keep playing you guys,” said Asyila.

“Good, Mother,” reply them and return to play.

Asyila walked in hasty steps, wanting to be near her husband immediately.

“Assalamu'alaikum,” said Asyila while opening the room door.

“Wa'alaikumsalam, Syila why are you crying?” abraham asked when he saw the eyes of his little wife.

Asyila did not immediately reply, the young woman chose to sit next to her husband.

“Now, tell me what made Asyila sad?”

“Mas, Grandma Inem died,” said Asyila Lirih and joined her body beside her beloved husband.

“Innalilahi wa innailaihi ra'jiun,” Abraham said with a surprised expression.

Asyila then laid down her body beside her husband.

“Mas, Asyila wants to sleep for a while,” Asyila said as she closed her eyes.

“Sleep my wife, sleep well,” reply Abraham.

Asyila also fell asleep with clothes and hijab that she had not yet let go.

***

In the evening, Asyila and the rest of the family were sitting in the living room while watching a television show funny cartoons, favorite Arsyad and Ashraf.

“Mother, Ashraf wants to have a cat!” pinta Ashraf pointed at the television, which showed a brownish-yellow cat eating fish.

Asyila smiled widely, she agreed to what Ashraf wanted. Asyila himself really liked the Prophet's beloved animal.

“Iya dear, tomorrow Mother will find a cat desire Ashraf,” explained Asyila with a full gaze motherly.

Ashraf approached and thanked his mother.

“Thank you, Mother!”

“Iya dear, but Ashraf should take good care of the cat.”

“Any Mother!” shouts Ashraf with great zeal.

“Arsyad why silence? Arsyad doesn't want a cat?” ask Asyila who is now looking at her first son.

Arsyad shook his head and moved from his seat.

“Cat sister Ashraf is also a cat Arsyad, Mother. Right, sister?” ask Arsyad.

“Yes Brother Arsyad,” reply Ashraf.

Asyila sighed, looking at the two who got along very well.

“Mother is very happy to have children like you, in the future you should be like this. Love each other and never fight.”

“Good Mother!”

“Now hug Mother!” asyila pinta.

Arumi and Herwan stared at each other with full glances. They were both so happy to see their daughter and grandchildren so adorable.

“Kok only Mother hugged? Dad how?” ask Abraham to pretend.

Asyila let go of her embrace and asked the two to immediately hug their father.

“Dad!” The two immediately approached Abraham and embraced Abraham's body from the right and left sides.

“Dreams of Daddy and Mommy should be sisters who help each other, hold the words of Father. Although you fully do not understand what Father and Mother say, in the future you must take care of each other,” said Abraham in a hopeful tone.

“Good, Dad,” answer both.

Asyila suddenly shed her tears, she realized with the rapid growth of their two little sons. Asyila remembers, Arsyad and Ashraf were very young. In fact, to walk alone they are still led and now they both look very big.

Such parents, do not want their children to grow up quickly and hope their children continue to be small.

But destiny is like that. Every baby born will grow into human children and after a long journey they will have their own family.

Abraham turned to his little wife and gestured for her to join him. Asyila nodded vigorously and joined in hugging her husband and their two children.

“God really loves his servant, Mas. They look very happy,” Arumi told her husband.

“Our daughter is again very lucky,” Herwan replied.

Not wanting to disturb the sweet moment, Herwan invites Arumi to enter the room and leave the four of them who are still hugging like Teletubbies.

“Already at 9 pm, Arsyad and Ashraf now go to the room!” abraham commanded because it was time for both of them to rest.

Arsyad and Ashraf compactly let go of their embrace.

“Mother..” Ashraf clasped Ashila's hand tightly with an adorable look.

“Mas, Syila take them to the room first yes,” said Asyila and took the hands of her two sons to the room.

Now Abraham is in the family room alone while waiting for his little wife to return.

“Now you guys take ablution water and do not forget before going to bed should read Do'a!” assyila's orders.

It has become a habit for both of them, they rushed into the bathroom to take water and after that they both went up to the bed.

After reading Do'a, Asyila walked out of the room and let her two children sleep immediately.

“Mas, Syila suddenly wants to eat an omelet,” said Asyila and swallowed her saliva.

“Wear rice?” ask Abraham.

Asyila shook her head and said that she wanted to enjoy an omelet without rice. Abraham smiled slightly and accompanied his little wife into the kitchen to make an omelet.

“Mas why look at Asyila with such a gaze?” asyila asked a little annoyed while stirring the eggs by using an egg shake.

“What kind of a gaze? Does not look at his own wife?” abraham asked, raising both eyebrows.

“Not allowed, but Asyila is now busy wanting to cook omelet. If Mas continues to stare at Asyila like that, there is Asyila even not focused,” reply Asyila.

Abraham chuckled amusedly, his little wife's words really made him want to keep laughing.

Asyila washed her lips and quickly cooked an omelet so that her husband would not constantly disturb her.

After cooking the desired omelet, Ashila immediately put it on the plate.

“Harum,” praise Asyila after inhaling the aroma of her homemade omelet.

“Of course it's fragrant, which makes 'kan, my dear wife,” praise Abraham.

Asyila again smelled the scent of her homemade omelet and instead tasted the omelet with very little.

“Mas, please spend ya!” asyila pinta.

Abraham scrunched his forehead, the man was astonished by his little wife's suddenly changing attitude.

“What's bad?” abraham asked curiously.

“Asyila is suddenly full, please spend it Mas!” asyila pinta.

Abraham nodded in astonishment, and he read Doa and devoured it.

Asyila clapped her hands and kissed her husband's right cheek.

“Thank you, Mas,” said Asyila.

“Why do I feel that Syila is a little strange,” Abraham chirped.

“Mas don't think much, it's time we sleep!” take Asyila and push her husband's wheelchair towards their love room.

That night Ashila looked very happy and that night Abraham was amazed by the attitude of his little wife.

Abraham & Asyila