Abraham and Asyila 2

The Great Asyila

Morning time.

After the dawn prayer, Ashila was preoccupied with homework. First he swept the floor and then mopped the floor. After that, he started cooking in the kitchen for the breakfast people of the house.

What is Rahma's job? Rahma was busy cleaning the front yard a little messy.

Asyila does her homework with passion, hoping that the cuisine she makes makes her little family happy.

“Stay frying tempe,” said Asyila monologue.

The young woman was so eager to fry that she was accidentally exposed to hot oil splashes and fortunately only hit the back of her hand.

“Aw..” Asyila whimpered in pain and quickly rinsed it off with water.

“You why Asyila?” ask Rahma who suddenly appeared.

“This Mbak, I was frying and accidentally exposed to oil splashes,” replied Asyila.

“Let fry my tempe that continues it, you now just sit down.”

“Thank you, Ms. Rahma,” said Asyila and chose to arrange the dishes on the dining table.

Pyaarr! The sound of the plate broke and Rahma quickly turned her head towards Asyila.

Rahma turned off the gas stove and did not forget to put the tempe that she had fried on an empty plate.

“Asyila, you why?” rahma asked worriedly and helped Ashila pick up the broken plates strewn across the floor.

“I was suddenly feeling dizzy and finally like this,” replied Asyila whose face looks pale.

Arsyad and Ashraf ran to the kitchen to hear the sound of plates breaking.

“Kenapa bisa pecah, Bunda?” tanya Arsyad.

“Iya dear, Mother accidentally broke it. Arsyad and Ashraf for a while don't come here baby! Mother does not want you to get hurt because of broken plates,” said Asyila as gently as possible.

Arsyad obeyed what his mother said, the boy took his sister by the hand and took her sister away from the dining room.

“Syila, preferably today you do not need to do homework. Let me alone, you look unhealthy and your face is very pale,” said Rahma who looks very worried about the condition of Asyila.

“Mbak Rahma do not think too much about my condition, God willing I am fine,” reply Asyila by displaying her sweet smile.

Asyila from the past did not want to make people around her worried about her health condition. Actually, that was when Ashila wanted to rest. Ever since her husband had an accident, Ashila had already felt that her body was very different. He also thought that the pain was due to prolonged fatigue.

“You don't lie with me, obviously you're not feeling well. Now rest! After all, everything is in order.”

“Sorry, because it has inconvenienced Mbak Rahma,” said Asyila.

“I should apologize and thank you for being so kind to me and your family. I promise I will always be indebted to you and your family,” Rahma said very seriously.

Asyila did not reply to Rahma's words, she chose to be silent because she did not agree with what Rahma said. However, from the beginning he helped Rahma really from the heart of the deepest and did not want to get any rewards let alone the debt Budi had just spoken by Rahma.

The pieces of dishes scattered on the floor have finally been collected and have been discarded by Rahma.

“Mbak Rahma, please come here for a moment!” call Ashila so that Rahma can sit near her and talk to her with four eyes.

“Iya Asyila, what's wrong? Does your head still hurt?” ask Rahma.

“Mbak Rahma, me and my family really helped Mbak Rahma very sincerely. We do not expect anything in return, let alone the debt of gratitude from Mbak Rahma. Instead, we want Mbak Rahma to be able to rise again after experiencing a slump that can be said to be very sad. Mbak Rahma is now officially divorced with the cruel man and now is the time for Mbak Rahma to rise. Now, can Mbak Rahma tell me the shadow of Mbak Rahma in the future?” ask Asyila curiously.

“Shadowing in the future, you mean about my next life shadow?” ask Rahma back.

Asyila quickly answered Rahma's question.

“Actually, I want to go back home and open a business at home. It's just, I'm constrained by fees,” explained Rahma.

“Cost? How much does Rahma need? I will give money to Mbak Rahma to open a business at home,” said Asyila who really wants to help Rahma to open a business.

“Don't, I've been too much trouble with staying here. If until you really give me money for free, it means I am the one who does not know myself,” explained Rahma who felt that she was very troublesome Asyila.

“Why is Mbak Rahma thinking like that?”

“I have absolutely no such thoughts, Asyila. Tell you what, let me be a maid here and when my money is enough, I'll open a business at home. Or, can you find me any part of the job that I could have done.”

“Whatever it is, I definitely accept it. I really believe in you and the people around you must be nice people. Thank you Asyila, may I hug you?”

“Of course you can, Madam Rahma,” replied Asyila and spread her arms with a very sincere smile.

With teary eyes, Rahma hugged Asyila's body which was very kind to her.

“You're a good man, Asyila. I promise to always pray for your happiness and your family. I will always pray for your husband, Mr. Abraham. Mr. Abraham is very lucky to have you, Ashila. And I was lucky to be able to meet a woman as good as you, if only that night you did not help me, maybe I was asleep on the ground forever,” explained Rahma reminiscing about the events of a few weeks ago, the event that really makes anyone afraid because on that night Rahma's life could disappear from the earth forever.

“Mbak Rahma no longer discuss the events of that night, really I do not want to hear let alone discuss about the events of that tense night.”

“Whatever that is the reason, I am very grateful to you Asyila. You are a very good woman, I hope in the future I can be as strong as you.”

“God willing, Sister Rahma could even be stronger than me, I am sure of that,” replied Asyila.

Rahma let go of her embrace and wiped away her tears that were still wetting her cheeks.

“Mbak Rahma now can not be sad, it will be more beautiful if Mbak Rahma hijab. I have some hijab and maybe Mbak Rahma can wear, do Mbak Rahma want?”

Rahma lowered her head, she felt ashamed of herself.

“Mbak Rahma why?” asked Asyila while raising Rahma's head that had previously lowered.

“I'm ashamed, Asyila. My worship is still a mess and it feels strange if I wear a hijab, while my charity is still very little and can be said to be religious poor,” replied Rahma and cried hysterically.

“What is it because of that Mbak Rahma felt ashamed? Instead, I am very happy to hear the honesty of Rahma. Problems of worship, Madam Rahma can start from the smallest. For example, with Mbak Rahma praying five at that time was a very extraordinary thing. There, many Muslims who have not been able to perfect their prayers. In this world, nothing is impossible. When Allah says Kun Fayakun, so be it. Now, Mbak Rahma wants to wear a hijab?” ask Ashila and hope Rahma agrees.

Rahma was silent for a moment, she realized that as a Muslim she was obliged to keep the law closed.

“Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim, I want Asyila,” Rahma replied with confidence.

Ashila eagerly said Alhamdulillah, the young woman was delighted to hear that Rahma agreed and wanted to wear the hijab.

“Mbak Rahma wait a moment here, I will bring you some hijab that Mbak Rahma can use!”

The young woman ran over excitedly, so happy she could no longer speak.

“Mas Abraham, this morning Asyila was very happy. Mas know no?”

“No,” chirps Abraham.

“Asyila has not finished talking, Mas Abraham,” said Asyila while putting on a scruffy face.

“Iya, Sorry. Now tell Mas why Asyila is so happy!”

Asyila also told about Rahma who finally wanted to wear the hijab. Abraham, who listened to his wife, was very proud of what his wife had done. Again, Ashila made Abraham stunned and proud to be the husband of an extraordinary woman.

“Thank you, my wife. Once again, Mas's wife proves that your husband is very lucky,” said Abraham.

“Asyila should have said that, Mas. Being Mas Abraham's wife is something that is very amazingly beautiful, thank you for choosing Asyila to be Mas's life companion, as well as being the Mother of Mas's children,” explained Asyila.

Abraham kept saying the thing that made Ashila flowery and forgot the time with what came out of Abraham's mouth. Until finally, Ashila remembered that Rahma was waiting for her.

“Mas, Asyila get out first huh. Asyila wanted to give some Ashila hijab in order to be used immediately by Mbak Rahma. Only then, Asyila brought Mas out of the room and we together breakfast in the dining room.”

“Iya Syila me!” exclaim Abraham.

Asyila quickly walked out of the room and smiled broadly when she saw that Rahma had changed into a covered dress.

“Any huh?” ask Rahma shyly.

“Mbak Rahma looks very pretty, now take this!” Ashila eagerly handed over her hijab to Rahma.

“This is for me?” ask Rahma.

“Of course, Madam Rahma now choose one of those hijabs and use it! May Mbak Rahma like it and continue wearing it.”

Rahma again cried tears of joy, though she was older than Asyila. However, her thinking of Ashila was able to defeat her age of a Rahma. In Rahma's vision, Asyila looked very mature, both in her mind and in her actions.

“One more time thank you, Asyila. Heaven misses a figure like you,” Rahma said as she continued to look at Asyila with admiration.