Abraham and Asyila 2

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For nearly an hour Abraham sat alone on the living room couch, until the man he had been waiting for had arrived. Abraham gasped and rushed to the room to meet his little wife and was keen to find their baby.

“Syila, Mas go first. Syila stayed home until Mas returned home with Ashraf!” pinta Abraham while giving a soft kiss on the forehead of his little wife.

“Mas beware yes,” reply Asyila briefly.

“God willing,” replied Abraham and quickly went out of the room to immediately search for the whereabouts of Ashraf.

Asyila went out of the room to make sure that her husband had actually left. After that, Ashila quickly went back inside to get ready to go looking for her baby.

A few minutes later.

Ashila got out of the house and borrowed Pak Udin's motorbike.

“Pak Udin, Asyila borrow motor Pak Udin yes!” pinta Ashila with her eyes.

“Where are you, Miss Asyila?” ask Mr. Udin curious.

“Asyila wants to meet Dad and Mom,” replied Asyila who was forced to lie so that Mr. Udin would lend him a motorbike.

Mr. Udin mindlessly agreed with what Asyila said and gave the motor key to the young woman.

“Nona Asyila sure bring the motor alone? Do not want Pak Udin interracial?” ask Mr. Udin.

“No need, Mr. Udin. Count to calm down,” reply Asyila.

Mr. Udin slightly did not understand what Asyila said and decided to agree with what the woman said in front of him.

After receiving the key, Asyila quickly left her husband's residence.

“It wasn't Miss Asyila? Miss Asyila where are you going to take the motor during the day like this?” ask Eko who just came from the toilet.

“You went to his parents' place,” replied Mr. Udin answering Eko's question.

Asyila was riding a motorcycle at a fairly high speed, it was because she had to catch up with her husband.

May both Mr. Eko and Mr. Udin not tell Mas Abraham about me going to the house. May it, O God...

At the same time, Abraham and Edi were trying to find Ashraf.

“Mr Abraham, has there been someone you accidentally touched lately?” ask Edi.

Abraham was silent for a moment while remembering that there might be people who lately upset him. However, Abraham was very sure that no one would disturb him and vice versa.

“Looks nothing,” reply Abraham with great confidence.

Edi gave a small nod and went back to thinking things were missing.

“Or maybe, Ashraf was kidnapped by a man who had a long grudge?” ask Edi.

“Maybe,” reply Abraham.

In his heart, Abraham always prayed and hoped that his little son with Asyila was fine. Ashraf is still very small to be involved in such a thing.

When Abraham was closing his eyes, his cellphone suddenly rang and the thing that made Abraham surprised was an image message that so surprised him and sliced the heart of an Abraham.

“Yes Allah!” abraham panicked.

Edi, who was carrying a car, suddenly braked.

“You why, Mr Abraham?” ask Edi who is no less panicked.

Abraham with trembling hands showed a picture of his little son being held captive. In fact, it seems very clear that Ashraf suffered so much.

Edi looked surprised, Ashraf who was still very small looks so awful. His cute face, instantly turned bruised like a punch mark.

“Quick find the location of this sender!” Abraham's Commandments.

At the same time, Ashila also received a short message in the form of a picture of her little son. Suddenly, it made Ashila growled until her tears dripped.

“No. I can't cry. I still have to find the whereabouts of Ashraf and give them a proper lesson for having injured my son,” Asyila said and resumed her journey.

Along the way, Ashila had to turn to look at the path she was walking along and also her cell phone to follow her husband. However, Ashila suddenly came to a halt and decided to take another path. A direction he should not have gone through.

“I better follow my heart,” said Asyila monologued and gased towards a small road that she had never been through before.

The young woman was not at all afraid of having to fight the kidnappers alone. After all, for a year after the creepy incident he continued to deepen his martial arts so that at any time he could paralyze opponents easily.

***

Nightfall.

Asyila arrives at an abandoned building, a building that looks very old and creepy. Asyila looked at the old building so seriously, perhaps her little son was hidden in the place.

Is it possible that Ashraf was taken and hidden in this place?

Asyila's gaze suddenly focused with a room on the 3rd floor that looked very bright and there were also some people who were standing in the room. Asyila thoughtlessly ran over and tried to enter the building because she was convinced that Ashraf was near the men.

Logically, why would they go to a place like this and look so suspicious. It was definitely they who had kidnapped my son.

Wait Mother yes dear, Mother will immediately take you out of a place like this.

Asyila went inside in a sneaking manner, she walked very carefully so that her footsteps could not be heard.

Armed with her smartphone, Asyila walked into the creepy building. For the sake of her baby, Ashila was ready to face the bad guys alone.

“What are we doing this kid?” ask one of the men while pulling Ashraf's hair.

Ashraf who was being tied up by them could only cry without making a sound. His body felt very sick, plus his face that repeatedly got slaps from the man who was currently grabbing his hair.

“Keep this hand!” The man who looked powerful among the others instantly hit the man who kept pulling Ashraf's hair.

“Do not say that you feel sorry for this child,” said Bambang while holding his own hand that had just been hit by his boss.

“Passion?” The man laughed loudly and slapped Ashraf in the face.

Plaque!

“Huhuhuhu..” Ashraf screamed in pain as his cheeks were once again slapped.

Asyila who saw her baby being treated harshly just went inside with eyes so sharp.

“Beched!” yelled Asyila who could not contain her anger.

They immediately turned to the woman dressed in all black and also wearing a veil. So, they can not see the face of ayu behind the black veil.

“Who would dare to go inside here? You want to find dead!” bambang shouted and threw a cigarette that had not been completely used up towards Ashila.

“You are looking for dead and not me!” tergas Asyila while stepping on a cigarette owned by Bambang that fell right near the feet of Asyila.

Bambang felt very insulted, he furiously approached Asyila to give a calculation to the covered-up woman who suddenly entered the room.

Heri, who was none other than the chairman of Bambang and the four others, chose to sit while enjoying the scenery that had never happened before. Heri impatiently wanted to see how Bambang beat up the veiled women who were without permission to enter their territory.

“If the four of you are standing in the corner? Right here! Sit down and accompany me. I want to see how such a strange woman dies in front of us,” Heri said proudly.

Ashraf, who saw the woman covered, could only cry without making a sound. Ashraf knew very well that the woman before him was his own mother.

“Mother...” says Ashraf Lirih.

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