Abraham and Asyila 2

Want to Kill Asyila

Morning time.

After performing the morning prayers alone in the room, Ashila decided to cook breakfast better.

Asyila was actually planning to visit Iis as well as her little baby. But unfortunately, his plan was delayed because at home there was still someone he had to deal with.

“Whose flowers are talking to?” asyila asked the monologue and slowly she walked closer to the door of the room occupied by the Flower.

Asyila tried to eavesdrop on the very suspicious talk of Flowers.

“Mas take it easy, I'll do what I should do. I will take revenge on the family of the saintly woman,” said Bunga and immediately ended his conversation by phone.

Asyila immediately moved away because Bunga had finished talking over the phone.

A vendetta?

Is it possible that the Flower of one of the people was sent by someone who didn't like us? But why should a woman get pregnant?

“Mbak Ashila!” Flowers suddenly came.

“Astaghfirullah!” Asyila was shocked at the sudden appearance of the Flower.

“Mbak Ashila daydreaming huh?” tanya Bunga seemed to have become familiar with Asyila.

Asyila closed her eyes while sighing. It felt like he wanted to introgate the Flower at that moment and that very second.

“I was just a little dizzy,” replied Asyila and was forced to display her sweet smile.

Flowers nodded and casually opened the refrigerator door.

Without hesitation, Bunga took out various kinds of vegetables in the refrigerator.

“Wah, there are so many vegetables. Will Ashila cook it?” ask the flower with such vigor.

Asyila did not respond to the question from Bunga. He just kept quiet while massaging his head that was a little dizzy because of his curiosity towards Bunga and the person who was on the phone.

“Mbak Ashila!” call Flowers by touching Ashila's right hand.

Asyila immediately moved away and still displayed her smile so that Bunga would not be offended by the attitude of Asyila who did not want to be touched by the pregnant woman.

“If Mbak Asyila is dizzy, let me just cook food for our breakfast,” said Bunga.

“No need, I can still cook for my small family,” reply Asyila resisted the desire of Flowers who would love to replace her cooking position.

The flower raised next to his eyebrows with an annoyed look. However, he quickly changed it with that innocent smile of his.

“Alright, it's up to Ma'am Asyila only,” Bunga said without looking into Asyila's eyes.

Flowers accidentally glanced at the stairs and saw Abraham who was down the stairs. Seeing Abraham makes Flowers have a brilliant idea.

“Akkkhhh!” Flowers pretend to fall.

“Yes Allah, Mbak Bunga why?” Asyila looked panicked because at that time the condition of the flower was pregnant.

Abraham who saw her immediately ran and helped the Flower to stand.

“Sick,” moans Flower put on a face full of pain.

“Mas please prepare the car! We are going to the hospital now,” said Asyila who does not want the baby in the belly of the flower why-why.

Flowers quickly refused and asked to be delivered to the room only.

See the reaction of the flower. Both Abraham and Ashila eventually learned that Bunga pretended to fall and be in pain.

“Jam 7 later, there are some police who came here. Mas ask Asyila for help, please make enough food for them!” pinta Abraham's.

Asyila happily agreed to the request of her beloved husband.

“Po-police? Why would the police come here?” ask the frightened flower.

“Mbak Flowers are there any problems with the police?” ask Asyila.

The flower shook its head and immediately laid its body. He quickly closed his eyes and hoped that the policeman Abraham was referring to would not come.

Abraham smiled faintly and rushed towards the room to see their little son who had not yet woken up.

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Abraham and Ashila seemed enthusiastic waiting for their arrival. Meanwhile, Bunga was so scared because it could be that all his plans would be uncovered and the baby contained in it threatened to be killed.

“No. I can't be quiet like this.” The flower touched his stomach and without a second thought he would do the unexpected.

“Prenggg!” The sound of broken glass rang out and quickly Abraham and Asyila rushed towards the kitchen.

“Mbak Flowers why?” asyila asked when she saw the Flower that was already lying on the floor with the broken plate.

“Sa-I want to go home now, please take me home..” Flowers said with teary eyes as if she was in pain.

Asyila cannot resist the desire of the Flower due to the condition of the Flower that is pregnant.

“Mbak Flowers don't be sad. I will deliver Mbak home safely,” reply Asyila and help Bunga to stand.

“Let Mas clean this plate fragment,” said Abraham and began picking up broken plates that are quite large in size. Only after that he swept to collect fragments of dishes that could not be taken by hand.

“Thank you, Mas.”

Ashraf came closer and reflexively touched the belly of the Flower.

“Adik!” call Ashraf.

Abraham and Ashila looked at each other to see Ashraf's facial expression that was so happy to touch the belly of Flowers. As if Ashraf had signaled that he wanted a younger brother.

“Ehem!” Abraham cleared his throat and smiled sweetly at his wife.

Asyila looked timidly at the husband's gaze, a gaze as if agreeing with what their little son wanted.

Flowers bellowed irritatedly with the attitude of the two who were blatantly showing their romance though, only looking at the eyes.

“Come!” Flowers look riled for fear that the people awaited by Abraham and Asyila came before he died.

“Mbak wait in the car first yes! I want to share first with my husband.”

“Ba-okay, please faster!” pinta Flowers.

Asyila frowned and rushed back inside.

“Mas! Looks like Bunga made a plan,” Asyila told her husband.

“What kind of plan, Syila?”

“Asyila doesn't know yet, Mas. Tell you what, Ashila will follow what the Flower wants. Please take care of Ashraf!”

“But, Syila..”

“Please believe me with Asyila, Mas!”

Inevitably Abraham finally allowed the wife to go deliver Bunga back to Cileungsi. The trip takes a few hours from where they live.

“Thank you, Mas. Asyila say goodbye, Assalamu'alaikum!”

“Wa’alaikumsalam!” Abraham peeped at Ashila's forehead before the woman he loved actually left him and their baby.

Before leaving, Ashila first uttered the basmallah and surrendered to the almighty.

“Come on Mr Eko!”

Eko gave a small nod and rushed towards Cileungsi.

On the way, the flowers look unsettled. He glanced more and more towards the front and side. It was as if I was looking for something and I didn't know what it was.

“Lewat this small road yes Sir!” pinta Bunga pointed towards the front to the right.

“But, Mbak.. This is not the way to..”

“Follow what Mbak Bunga wants, Pak Eko. Mbak Bunga knows the way better than us,” said Asyila and gestured through the eyes to Eko.

Eko felt that something was strange. However, he ended up following what the Flower had said.

A few minutes later.

“Stop here!” order Flowers and suddenly turn haughty.

Eko immediately stopped the car and finally Eko realized that Bunga had no good intentions on them.

“Akhhh!” Asyila was surprised to see Bunga pull out a knife and put a knife right on the skin of her neck.

“Nona Asyila!” Eko was very panicked to see the wife of his young master in danger and it could have slashed Ashila's neck.

“Shut up! Or this woman died in my hands!” Flowers threaten Eko not to take actions that could make Asyila's life suddenly drift.

Eko's body trembled in fear, he realized that he was not proficient in martial arts. Plus, he couldn't keep the little wife of his young master.

“Take out your SIM card now! Don't try to contact anyone!”

Eko complies and releases his SIM card.

“Good! Now open this car door!”

Eko again complied and did as Bunga ordered.

What about the reaction of Ashila?

Asyila tried to calm down and find a way so that the knife attached to the scalp did not hurt her.

Oh God, help me!

“Now stand you in that tree!” flower Order on Eko.

Eko stepped her feet towards the tree meant by Flowers with trembling footsteps.

“Quick!” Flowers screamed loudly until Eko fell down.

“Quick!”

“Ba-good..”.

And it did not take long, some people came to them later, binding Eko's body on the tree.

“Actually what do you want?” asyila asked with a gaze full of anger because it had made Eko tied to a tree.

“What do I want? I want your life! If only my lover hadn't been imprisoned, I wouldn't have been like this. Fortunately, my beloved was able to escape from prison for her ingenuity. However, things are back to being a mess because of your brash husband!” The flower looked irritated and instantly slapped Ashila's cheek.

Plaque!

“Nona Asyila!” Eko screamed and cried in fear. He could not bear to see the little wife of his young master being treated harshly.

Fresh blood shot out from the corner of Asyila's lips, a hard slap of Flowers even imprinted clearly on Asyila's cheeks.

“You again?” asked the returning Flower to slap Ashila's cheek.

Eko cursed himself for not being able to look after Asyila. He could not do anything because they were in such a quiet area. Even the road is not paved alias forestry roads.

“Before I kill you, I'll ruin your face first. After you die, me and my son will get an identity,” explained Asyila.

“So, had I not died, you and your future son would not have an identity?” Asyila asked with a calm look.

Flowers glared sharply and raised their hands to slap Ashila's cheeks again which made her patience run out.

Plaque!

Plaque!

Abraham 💖 Ashila

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