Abraham and Asyila 2

The Hospital

Abraham first broke the body of his little son who had fallen asleep. After that, Abraham approached his wife.

Asyila was nervous to see her husband who knew the wound on her arm.

“Why can a wound of this size be here? Who is the person who has dared to give a wound on the arm of Asyila Syila?” Abraham asked Ashila very seriously.

“As-asyila it's okay, Mas. This is just a small wound,” replied Asyila without looking into her husband's eyes.

“Now we have to go to the hospital, a wound of this size must be handled by a doctor,” said Abraham and without a second thought he carried the body of his wife.

Asyila fell silent as she glanced at her sleeping little son.

“Don't think Ashraf! Let Eko take care of our son while we go,” firmly Abraham and again continue his footsteps.

Eko who was sitting while enjoying a cup of coffee was surprised to see Abraham come by holding Ashila.

“Eko...” Abraham called out to Eko as he glanced at the car door.

The savvy Eko instantly opened the car door for his young master.

“I have business, you please take care of Ashraf!” Abraham's Commandments.

“Ready, Young Master!” exclaim Eko.

Abraham started driving his car and took his wife to a nearby hospital for further treatment.

Asyila was confused as to what to say, because the husband looked so serious driving the car.

There was fear and regret that enveloped Ashila's heart.

“Why not tell Mas that Syila was hurt?” abraham asked seriously and was also curious.

“As-asyila just don't want Mas to worry,” replied Asyila.

Ciitt! Abraham braked suddenly so that Ashila was surprised.

“Then is this what Mas not more worried?” ask Abraham. Then, he let out his heavy-sounding breath.

“Sorry...” Asyila said sorry by continuing to lower her head.

Abraham continued his journey and it did not take long for them to finally reach the hospital.

“Asyila walk me yes Mas!” pinta Asyila was half begging.

Abraham actually wanted to carry the body of his wife. But unfortunately, Ashila quickly pleaded for a walk.

“Hmm... All right,” replied Abraham.

They got out of the car and walked together to the doctor's room to get the right treatment.

“Sorry,” said Abraham while embracing the waist of Asyila.

“Mas for what apologize?” ask Asyila who feels that the husband has no fault.

“For Mas, Asyila became like this,” explained Abraham.

Asyila quickly shook her head, she disagreed with what Abraham explained.

“This is not a mistake Mas,” reply Asyila.

“If only, Mas did not allow Asyila to go of course something like this did not happen,” Abraham regretted.

Asyila shook her head, “Please don't blame yourself, Mas!” asyila pinta.

How can your husband not blame himself, my wife?

Their words were cut off when a nurse approached. Abraham also shared the intention of coming to the hospital and Asyila was quickly handled by the hospital.

****

Asyila was finally treated by a doctor. Asyila wounds do not even need to be sewn and only wrapped with gauze and additional medicinal liquid that quickly makes Asyila wounds dry.

“Is my wife's wound okay, doc?” ask Abraham who is not yet convinced that his wife's wounds are fine.

“Master Abraham take it easy. The wound of the Master's wife is not too serious, the most important thing for the next few days is that the Master's wife should not do homework because it can trigger an opening in the arm,” he explained.

“Thank you, Mas,” said Asyila and gave a friendly kiss on Abraham's left cheek.

Of course the friendly kiss was given Ashila after they got into the car.

“This one, this one and this one also wants,” said Abraham while pointing at his lips, right cheek and forehead.

Asyila laughed at the quick response from her beloved husband.

“Surely only three places are that?” asyila asked with a blink of an eye to Abraham.

“This one, this one and all this is also willing,” added Abraham pointing nose, both his eyes and his whole face.

Asyila laughed off hearing the words of the husband who looked like a child asking for something so pleasant.

“Mas seriously, Syila,” said Abraham who did not accept the response of the wife who even laughed and instead agreed to his wishes.

“Alright, wait until home ya Mas!”

“OK, then we'll be home soon!” exclaim Abraham.

****

Ashraf ran to his father's car, which had just arrived.

“It looks like Ashraf just cried,” said Asyila who was still in the car and pointed at her little son standing up.

Abraham quickly got out of the car to immediately calm their little son.

“Just where was Mother?” asked Ashraf with teary eyes.

Abraham crouched down to be more free to comfort and calm his little son.

“Pardon Dad yes dear, Dad had to deliver Mother to the hospital,” explained Abraham in a soft voice as possible.

“Mother injected, cus cus yes Dad?” asked Ashraf very innocently.

Asyila got out of the car and had heard the words of their baby who sounded very adorable.

“Ashraf to be injected like Mommy?” ask Asyila.

Ashraf quickly shook his head, he was very afraid of being injected.

“Huuhh... Huhhh!” Ashraf reflexively blew Ashila's bandaged arm.

Asyila was deeply moved by the response of their little son.

“Thank you dear,” said Asyila and embraced Ashraf's body lovingly.

“Alhamdulillah, Young master and Miss Asyila have returned.” Eko was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief at the sight of a married couple who had returned from the hospital.

“Ashraf complicates Mr Eko huh?” ask Asyila.

“Small boss doesn't trouble me, Miss Asyila. It's just that, from earlier crying looking for Father and Mother,” Eko brightly while scratching her head.

Abraham pinched Ashraf's small nose and took his wife and son into the house. Before entering, Abraham thanked Eko for helping to take care of his little son.

“Thank God,” said Eko after the small family entered the house.

In the room.

Abraham ordered Ashila to stay in the room and not get out of bed. For the next few days and maybe until Asyila is completely healed, she will clean the house and prepare all the needs of her small family.

Asyila immediately rejected the desire of the husband who replaced his role. For him, the husband is still the husband to be served.

“Don't deny the orders of the husband, Syila anyway must be healed,” stressed Abraham.

“Ba-well,” reply Asyila hesitated.

Ashraf grinned himself to see his parents talking. Whether he understood or not, but the little boy seemed to enjoy the conversation of his parents.

Abraham 💖 Ashila

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