Abraham and Asyila 2

Understand Limitations

Asyila came home with a lethargic face, she really wanted to enjoy the giant squid that she thought was very delicious.

“Assalamu'alaikum,” said Asyila when entering the house while pushing a wheelchair.

“Wa'alaikumsalam,” reply Rahma who just cleaned the bathroom commonly used by Arsyad and Ashraf.

“That's Mbak Rahma's shirt why wet all?” ask Asyila.

“Tadi accidentally splashed water,” replied Rahma.

“Quick change Mbak clothes, fear of catching wind.”

“Iya in a moment, Oya there was someone here and gave a wedding invitation card,” said Rahma and ran small to take a wedding invitation card to Asyila.

Asyila accepted it and resumed her steps into the room.

“Mas, who is this? Asyila seems to have never seen this person,” said Asyila while pointing to a photo of the bride and groom who will hold a wedding in the next few days.

“Syila has never seen this man, because this person can be said to be a very busy person,” explained Abraham.

Asyila chose to nod and help her husband move from a wheelchair to a bed.

“So, we'll come to the wedding it's Mas?” ask Asyila.

Abraham was silent for a moment and in the next few seconds, he answered his little wife's question.

“Mas sure you want to come with this?” ask Ashila to make sure.

“Just relax, Mas is okay,” replied Abraham.

At the same time, Ashila's phone rang. Asyila immediately pulled out her phone and it turned out that the Mother was contacting her. Asyila hurried to accept him and asked him the reason why his mother contacted him.

Apparently, Arumi and Herwan were getting ready to come here. Asyila eagerly agreed and asked her husband for permission to leave the room, Asyila ran small and asked Mr. Udin to immediately pick up her parents.

“Thank you, Mr. Udin,” said Asyila.

Mr. Udin nodded and rushed to pick up the old man from Asyila.

“Mbak Rahma, can you ask for help?” asyila asked when she saw Rahma standing not far from her.

Rahma approached and gladly answered Asyila's question.

“Begini, Mbak Rahma. Father and Mother are now being picked up by Mr. Udin, I ask for help to Ms. Rahma when Mom and Dad arrive, please make them warm tea,” explained Asyila.

Rahma gave a small laugh at Ashila's description, who asked her to make tea.

“Nona Asyila does not need to say for help, before Miss Asyila says like that, I have definitely made it,” explained Rahma.

Asyila frowned hearing what Rahma had said.

Miss Asyila? Asyila was astonished to hear Rahma's call to her who suddenly called her Miss Asyila.

“Mbak Rahma why is it like this? Just call with Asyila alone, there is no need to add the word Miss!” asyila pinta.

“No, it would be very strange if I kept calling Miss Asyila's name without using Miss. I'm just hitchhiking here and it would be very rude if I called my helper by name. After all, others call you Miss Asyila,” explained Rahma.

“Mbak Rahma.”

“Please, I must know and understand certain restrictions in this house. I also have to respect the host and should not be arbitrary in acting, please let me continue to call you Miss Asyila!” asyila pinta.

Asyila was completely confused as to how could Rahma be so quick as to be formal towards her.

“Please!” Rahma looked at Asyila with a pitiful look. This Rahma did so that Ashila would agree to his request.

Asyila is forced to accept Rahma's request. Asyila never thought of what Rahma wanted for her. For Ashila, Rahma was like a family.

“Mother, Father called Mother from earlier,” bright Ashraf who came to Asyila while pulling the hand of his Mother.

Rahma smiled and shed her tears.

“Nona Asyila did not bother me at all, instead I am very grateful to this family who with open arms want to accept me. God willing, I will never forget your merits,” said Rahma monologued and went inside to prepare tea for the two Assyrians.

***

The car driven by Mr. Udin finally arrived as well. Ashraf who was eating was fed by his mother in the living room, quickly out of the house because Grandpa and Grandma had arrived.

“Honey! Do not run,” said Asyila while walking towards the outside of the house.

Arumi and Herwan got out of the car with some snacks and fresh fruit for the house. Ashraf who saw snacks and fresh fruits quickly ran to Grandma and Grandpa.

“Assalamu'alaikum,” says Arumi and Herwan.

“Wa'alaikunsalam,” reply Ashraf who sounds very spoiled.

With his small hands, Ashraf grabbed the hands of his Grandpa and Grandma in turn to kiss the backs of their hands together.

“Wa'alaikumsalam,” reply Asyila while approaching and do not forget to kiss the back of his parents' hands.

Arumi looked around and did not see Rahma.

“Honey, Nak Rahma where?” ask Arumi.

“Mbak Rahma is in the kitchen, Mom. Maybe soon Mbak Rahma will be here,” replied Asyila and just Asyila replied, Rahma has come to give her best smile.

Rahma walked over to Ashila's parents and did not forget to kiss the backs of their hands in turn.

Arumi breathed a sigh of relief, he could see that Rahma's state had improved.

“Arsyad where?” ask Arumi.

“Arsyad today school, Mom,” reply Asyila.

“Astaghfirullahaladzim, I forgot that my first granddaughter has gone to school,” Arumi said and laughed at herself.

They went inside and Ashila invited her parents to relax in the living room while enjoying the tea made by Rahma and the bread that Asyila bought on the way home after delivering Arsyad.

“Darling, why does your face look pale? Are you sick, son?” arumi asked as she touched the face of her beloved daughter.

“No, Mother. Asyila is fine, Asyila's face is like a possible lack of sleep,” Asyila explained.

“Lack of sleep? Are you staying up?” ask Arumi curiously.

“Actually it has been a few days Asyila can not sleep, Mother. In fact, Mas Abraham deliberately woke Asyila to accompany Asyila who was having trouble sleeping,” explained Asyila as it is.

“You seem to be sick, baby. Check with your doctor and ask the reason why you have trouble sleeping, God willing the doctor knows the cause!”

“Iya, Mother. Later Ashila talked about this with Mas Abraham.”

“Nona Asyila, I have made chicken porridge, may Miss Asyila like,” said Rahma who suddenly came carrying a bowl of homemade chicken porridge.

Arumi and Herwan immediately turned to Rahma who had called their daughter “Nona”

“Nak Rahma, did you not hear wrong?” asked Arumi with a astonished look.

“No, Mother. This is my wish, please respect my wish to call my daughter Father and Mother Miss Asyila. I should have understood certain boundaries in this house, for me you are now my family. I also want to honor Miss Ashila, Mr. Abraham, Father, Mother and Children. Please support me!” pinta Rahma sounded very sincere with what she said.

Arumi sighed and pulled Rahma's body into her arms.

“Whatever it is Mother will obey him, you already think like her own child. I just want you to be happy.”

Rahma was crying in Arumi's arms, full of tears. Rahma really felt protected around the family.

Thank you God, may this family always be surrounded by good people.