Abraham and Asyila 2

Mysterious Woman

Nightfall.

Abraham awoke from his sleep when he heard the sound of his cell phone ringing, he almost forgot to help his friends catch people smuggling firearms.

Asyila who felt the movement of the mattress from the husband also woke up and knew that the husband would leave the house at night like that.

“Is there another emergency call Mas?” ask Ashila with half-open eyes.

“Im sorry, my wife! Mas almost forgot that tonight there was an appointment with friends,” explained Asyila.

Asyila nodded small and slowly got off the bed. With a body that is not fully aware, Asyila helps her husband choose the clothes to wear.

Abraham did not want to involve his little wife. Only, he could not refuse the help of the wife who tried her best to serve him.

“Mas be careful yes! We are waiting for Mas's return,” said Asyila and clutched tightly to her husband's body which will soon leave her.

“Siap my wife!” exclaim Abraham.

That night Abraham went to be picked up by Dayat and other friends. Asyila stayed home alone because Ashraf happened to sleep with Kahfi that night in the house next door.

“Mumpung Kahfi sleeps at Ema's house, I'd better catch up with Mas Abraham,” said Asyila monologue and without a second thought the woman ran into the house to change her clothes.

With desperate capital and martial skills that could be said to be enough for Asyila, Asyila decided to catch up with her husband. He wants to be involved in the work of the husband which can be said is a noble job and duty.

Asyila filled her backpack with makeshift equipment. For example, catapults, marbles, perfumes containing pepper water and itching powder that he bought some time ago.

“Bismilbornrahmanirrahim, hopefully smoothly,” said Asyila who was ready to face the challenge in front of him.

Before leaving the Absyil housing, Ashila first heated the motor machine owned by her husband that she did not use for almost a week.

Then, she rushed out of Absyil's housing to catch up with her husband.

When passing through the guard post, Ashila was immediately stopped by one of the housing guards on duty.

“Stop! You who?” ask the housing guard.

Asyila took off her helmet and lowered the veil she was wearing to be recognized by the man who stopped her.

“Nona Asyila, forgive me. I didn't know that this was Miss Asyila,” she said and immediately shifted away to give Asyila a way through.

“It's okay, Sir. I know what you did for the common good,” replied Asyila and returned to wearing her veil.

Asyila continued her journey after her husband.

“Nona Asyila this more and more beautiful days only,” praise the man guard housing Absyil.

At the same time, Abraham and others were discussing how they could enter the neighborhood of the people who smuggled the firearms. Because if one were to go wrong just a little bit, their lives could be in danger.

“Honestly, our task this time has a very high risk. About 20 people involved in the smuggling action,” said Dayat.

“How many members were involved in this arrest?” abraham asked curiously.

“About 35 members including mr Abraham,” Edi replied.

Abraham thought hard how they got into the environment that at times could make their lives drift.

“It looks like we can't easily get into their environment,” Abraham said then biting his lower lip.

2 Hours later.

After a journey that took two hours, they arrived and they did not dare to step into the neighborhood where the suspected firearms were smuggled.

“Quick-fast!” A man with a burly body and a tattoo on his neck shouted loudly at people carrying some cardboard that he thought was a firearm.

Some of them even hold close range firearms or commonly called pistols.

“This is too dangerous,” said Dayat as he watched everyone in front of his eyes.

“We should split up and give each other a message if there is a gap for us to enter!” edi's orders.

“Good,” reply they compact and start to split.

A few minutes later.

Asyila had arrived at the location where her husband was in charge of assisting the police. Asyila then, turned off her phone and rushed to find her husband.

“Astagfirullahaladzim,” said Asyila immediately shut her mouth tight.

Asyila's gaze was fixed on a truck that was in a lot of weapons, plus people with suspicious behavior put the weapons in the truck.

Asyila walked over so carefully, she did not want to get her position discovered plus what she did would make her husband and others fail in completing their mission.

“It looks like Mas Abraham and others are trying to deal with these people. Akh.. How'this? I have to wait for the right time to be able to outwit them,” Asyila said as she continued to look towards the trus.

Almost an hour later, Asyila's patience finally bore sweet fruit. The people guarding the truck slowly left the truck.

“Ya Allah..” Asyila who had walked over rushed to hide under the truck filled with these weapons. He went into hiding because two men approached the truck.

“How? Has everything been in the truck?” ask one of the men whose body is smaller than his interlocutor.

“Take it easy, everything is safe. In a moment we will leave for the island of Sumatra,” reply.

“Let's join the others!”

After they left, Ashila carefully exited the bottom of the truck. The clothes he was wearing now mixed with dust and not a little exposed to wet soil.

“Alhamdulillah,” said Asyila and ignored her dirty clothes.

“Who's there?” A man shouted as he caught Ashila standing in the truck.

Instead of running away, Ashila instead approached the man and raised her fist.

This immediately made the man fall and unconscious.

From a distance Abraham and others saw the woman's action. They also quickly approached to help the woman who was none other than Ashila.

“Mbak why come here?” tanya Dayat who did not know at all that it was Ashila.

Asyila was confused to answer what, when she wanted to escape, the syndicate of firearms smugglers came in crowds.

“Badly, you are all looking to die in our region. None of you can leave alive from our place!” shouted one of the men in such formal clothes.

They all suddenly attacked with their bare hands as all their weapons were already neatly stored inside the truck carriage.

Some of the police officers mastered martial arts including Abraham and Asyila.

And the police who could not defend themselves chose to keep watch if there was a group of them who suddenly came following.

“B*jerk! Who did this?” One of the men who wanted to pick up a firearm in the truck car cursed because it turned out that the truck was locked.

Dor's! Dor's!

The gunshot sounded so loud, though, syndicates of gun smugglers ran in disarray because of the stupidity of those who put their guns into truck cars so they could not fight Abraham and his comrades.

Dor's!

“Akkhhh!”

“Akkkhhh!”

Yell for the sake of shouting the pain of mutual disdain because of the hot lead hitting their calves and thighs.

And it didn't take long, they were taken out.

Seeing that things were starting to improve, Ashila decided to leave the location. She did not want the husband to know that he was involved in helping her husband.

“Wait For Mbak!” call Edi trying to stop Asyila who keeps running.

Asyila completely ignored the call from Dayat, which she wanted at that time was to immediately get away from her husband and others.

Abraham continued to watch the woman's back, which slowly drifted away in the darkness of the night.

“Have not been chased! Like that woman doesn't want us to know who she is,” Abraham said.

“Whoever that woman is, she is very brave and big-spirited for helping our work,” Dayat said.

“She's a mysterious lady of good luck,” said Abraham praised the woman who was none other than his gentle little wife.

“Ehem! Conscious wife at home,” chirps Doni.

“Do not misunderstand,” reply Abraham.

****

Asyila had just arrived home and quickly changed her clothes. Her heart beat so fast when she remembered how she came face to face with her husband.

“Yes Allah, hopefully Mas Abraham did not know that his wife helped Mas Abraham,” said Asyila half-panicked.

Asyila glanced at the clock that showed at 4 am. He patted his own eel as time was approaching dawn.

“Yeah it's like this,” said Asyila monologue and immediately clean up.

After cleaning up, Ashila rushed to perform dawn prayers because the dawn prayer had reverberated everywhere.

A few moments later.

Asyila who began to sleepy patted her own cheeks and chose to cook in the kitchen.

“Tok.. Tok!” The sound of knocking on the door rang out and Asyila quickly opened the door.

“Assalamu’alaikum!” A woman dressed in all-covering clothes came along with Ashraf.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, Yes Allah Ema!” Asyila immediately hugged her best friend.

“New two days did not meet you already miss ya?” ask Ema so flirtatiously.

“You could have,” chirped Asyila.

Ashraf who was standing in front of the door rushed in and tugged at Asyila's hand.

“Mother, accompany bobo!” pinta Ashraf is still sleepy.

“Sorry Asyila, I'm going straight home! Brother Yogi this morning would like to make chicken opor,” said Ema who looks rushed.

Asyila agreed and they went back apart.

Asyila again closed the door and rushed towards the room to accompany her little son to sleep. Plans for cooking were eventually delayed because Ashraf had come home earlier than usual.

Abraham 💖 Ashila

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