Abraham and Asyila 2

Azzam Mahesha

“Oeekk... oekkk... oeeekkk ..”.

Asyila ran as fast as she could when she heard the sound of her baby crying, upon arrival in her tiny nursery, Asyila slowly began to feed her baby lovingly.

“Drink a lot yes dear, Mother wants you healthy like your two brothers,” said Asyila while touching the soft cheeks of her third baby.

When Ashila was breastfeeding her little baby, Abraham came with a red rose.

“Good morning, my wife!” greet Abraham while giving a red rose.

“Good morning, also my husband! Hhmmm... It smells like flowers, Mom. Thank you Mas,” said Asyila.

Abraham smiled and pointed his cheek closer towards Ashila's rancid lips. Asyila chuckled amusedly and kissed a glimpse of her husband's cheek.

“This one too!” pinta Abraham pointed at his cheek that had not been kissed by his little wife.

Asyila with an annoyed face, finally obeyed her husband's wishes.

“Already yes Mas, Asyila now want to be alone with our little baby. If Mas were like this, there Azzam would not be able to sleep. Mas don't pity baby Azzam?” ask Ashila and put her lips together.

“Alright, if you have been breastfeeding do not forget to meet Mas below. Mas want to sit alone with Syila,” reply Abraham.

Asyila nodded in agreement and after her husband left, Asyila took her little baby to speak.

“Mother can't wait to hear your voice, baby. Moreover, when you play with your two brothers,” said Asyila.

Asyila at that time looked very happy, her little baby looked very radiant. Moreover, when both eyes of her tiny baby look at the face of her mother.

Suddenly, Ashila regained her senses and she cried.

“Azzam, Mother forever dear Azzam,” said Asyila on the sidelines she cried.

Abraham was shocked to hear what his little wife had said. The azzam? Who is Azzam? Asyila had never heard of the name.

“Syila, wake up my wife!” call Abraham to try to resuscitate his little wife because he thinks she is hallucinating.

Asyila turned to her husband and started crying hysterically.

Abraham chose to let his wife cry, perhaps by crying to make his little wife can release all the sadness in his heart and mind.

“Mas, where is Azzam? Asyila wants to meet our baby!” pinta Asyila who was slowly starting to calm down, was not as hysterical as a moment ago.

“Azam? Our baby? I mean Asyila, the name of our deceased baby candidate is Azzam?” ask Abraham.

“No, Mas. Our baby is alive and not sick at all, let alone to death. Asyila was breastfeeding our baby. Azzam is really very similar to Mas Abraham, from the feet to the head. In fact, Azzam's nose is exactly the same as Mas Abraham's nose, ” Asyila explained how the physical of the baby named Azzam.

Abraham was so late in what his little wife had dreamed of. But Abraham could not go on in grief. Perhaps, Asyila's dream was the last meeting with her future baby.

“Don't cry again, my wife, God willing, now Azzam is in the bosom of heaven's angels. One day, we will meet baby Azzam in heaven later,” the light of Abraham while gently stroking the hair of his little wife who was not wearing a hijab at that time.

Asyila slowly began to realize that the baby she had just been breastfeeding was a dream. Perhaps, the baby was the one who wanted to say goodbye.

“Mas, so is Asyila a miscarriage right?” ask Asyila.

With a heavy heart, Abraham agreed and explained what really happened. As a result, their baby-to-be did not survive.

Asyila cried again, but her crying was not as hysterical as before. Instead Asyila's cry this time was a happy cry, she was sure that the smile given by her little baby in the dream named Azzam was a smile of encouragement.

“Has baby Azzam been buried, Mas?” ask Asyila.

“Then, what's our baby's name Mas?” ask Asyila.

“Mahesa, like the names of his two brothers,” replied Abraham.

”Azzam Mahesa, Asyila wants our baby name to be Azzam Mahesa. Like the name of the baby who was in Asyila's dream!” asyila pinta.

Abraham gladly accepted the request of his little wife and Abraham asked her not to think much.

Asyila's mind had started to stabilize, she could already tell which one was good and which one wasn't. He slowly widened his smile and apologized for his behavior that previously could not be controlled by himself.

The pain that Asyila felt, not how much with the name of losing a baby candidate. However, Asyila was very sure that her lost heart was being guarded by God until Ashila finally met her baby again in heaven.

Mother is very sorry with Azzam. Not just Mother, baby. Dad, your two older brothers, sister Dyah, grandmother Arumi, grandfather Herwan and others also love you very much, Nak.”

Asyila also mengikhlaskan the departure of her baby who has not had time to feel the rigors of the world.

“Mas, sorry,” said Asyila.

“Sssuutt, Didn't Mas just say that Syila didn't think hard? Now Asyila rested a lot and did not think about anything else. Azzam is now happy and we, as parents, cannot cry over his passing. Syila doesn't want to, does her baby whine in heaven?”

Asyila slowly shook her head, a faint smile of Asyila formed on her sweet lips.

Dyah who was in the room, also felt relieved. Seeing his Aunty like this alone has made Dyah calm, Dyah's hope for his uncle's family is that they may be happy and no longer face difficult problems like before.

“Assalamu'alaikum.”

“Wa’alaikumsalam!”

Temmy and Yeni finally arrive at Asyila's nursery, knowing that Ashila's miscarriage makes them sad and rush to Jakarta.

Apparently, not only the two of them, there was Fahmi who also came.

Yeni walked with wide strides, she then hugged her sister-in-law who turned out to have a miscarriage.

“God is dear to his patient servants,” Yeni said.

“Thank you, Ma'am,” replied Asyila.

They talked and very rarely talked about what happened to Ashila. That they did, so that Asyila would not be sad and offended. Because they knew, Ashila was a soft-hearted woman who easily cried.

It was not felt that the time had shown at 11 pm, Temmy and Yeni chose to sleep in the hotel and not go home to Abraham's mansion. It's nothing, Temmy and Yeni don't want to trouble Asyila's parents. Moreover, the current state of Asyila and her family could be said to be shaken. For that, Dyah's parents chose the hotel as a place to rest.

And what about Fahmi?

Fahmi returned to his own house, not far from Abraham's house.

“Mas, please send Do'a to Azzam yes!” pinta Asyila who looks very affectionate with her baby.

“Iya, wife. This husband of yours will send a lot of Do'a to baby Azzam,” Abraham replied.

Asyila thanked him and carefully helped his Aunty to rest.

“Aunty sleep here, if you want something just say to Dyah. Aunty need not hesitate, the important thing is that Aunty can recover,” said Dyah.

Asyila smiled faintly and began to close her eyes.