Abraham and Asyila 2

The Mood That Changes

Upon his return from the hospital, Abraham and Asyila seemed very happy. Knowing that the fetus that was conceived by Asyila is so healthy, the fetus is currently 6 weeks old.

“Dad! Mother!” Arsyad and Ashraf compactly ran up to their newly arrived parents from the hospital.

“Assalamu’alaikum, the darling of Father and Mother,” said Abraham and Asyila.

“Wa’alaikumsalam,” answer both.

Arumi, who was sweeping the floor, rushed out of the house when she heard the voices of Abraham and Asyila.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, how did it go Nak?” arumi asked as she led Asyila into the house.

Abraham felt very neglected, even though he knew that his mother-in-law was curious about the wife's gestational age.

“Let's have a chat in the family room!” take Arumi with Asyila to the family room.

Abraham decided to go into the room with his two children and let the two women talk alone.

“Daddy, where's the milk pie?” ashraf asked, asking for a promise from his father, who wanted to buy him a milk pie.

Abraham smiled broadly and asked the two to follow him into the room.

“You two sit here!” abraham ordered him to lay his mattress on the floor.

Both of them eagerly sat down and Abraham immediately gave the milk pie to his two sons.

“Where are you guys?” abraham asked because he didn't see his father-in-law's nose.

“Grandpa left with Grandpa ikhsan,” replied Arsyad who had not yet enjoyed the milk pie bought by Abraham.

Abraham nodded in understanding and asked Arsyad to immediately enjoy the milk pie he bought.

“Why shut up? Eat that milk pie!”

“But, this will have Ashraf,” replied Arsyad who felt uncomfortable if he had to eat his sister's milk pie.

“Dad didn't just buy this milk pie for Ashraf. But, for Arsyad too,” Abraham bright.

Arsyad who heard his father's statement without thinking immediately enjoyed the milk pie.

“Thank you, Dad,” said Arsyad who did not forget to thank his father.

“Iya equally, Son,” reply Abraham.

Abraham smiled with great relief at the sight of his two hearts.

“You just sit here and don't let the food splatter on the floor!” Abraham's Commandments.

Both agreed and resumed their activities to chew milk pie.

Abraham changed his clothes while imagining how his adorable little baby was born.

Son, your father can't wait to see your face. O Allah, please give health to the servant's wife, Ashila.

And launch the process of his future birth, Aamiin.

A few minutes later, Ashila entered the room with her mother, Arumi.

“Syila why Mother?” abraham asked when he saw the face of the wife pale and immediately took over embracing the wife.

“Your wife's nausea again, you should have a lot of rest,” reply Arumi.

Abraham agreed and carefully brought his wife to bed.

“Syila should rest and if you can go straight to sleep,” said Abraham while stroking the cheek of the wife.

“Mas also accompany Asyila to sleep,” reply Asyila shrieked and can only be heard by Abraham.

Seeing that her beloved daughter needed a break, Arumi quickly called her two grandchildren to come with her and left the couple in the room alone.

“Arsyad and Ashraf here come with Grandma!” call Arumi who is standing in the middle of the door without intending to go inside.

Arsyad agreed and took his sister to approach their Grandmother.

The three of them finally left Abraham and Asyila who really needed time alone.

“Mas, tomorrow how?” asked Asyila who was suddenly crying.

Abraham scrunched his forehead and began to panic when he saw his wife crying.

“Syila why are you crying?” asked Abraham while wiping away the tears of the wife who continued to pour profusely.

“Do Arsyad have to go back to pesantren?” ask Asyila.

Abraham finally knew the reason for his wife who suddenly cried.

“Asyla understood the meaning of the words of Mas Abraham. However, we have just met with Arsyad and have to go back apart,” complained Asyila.

Abraham smiled faintly and kissed the belly of his baby who was in the womb of his wife.

“Honey, please tell your mother not to cry!” pinta Abraham's.

A smile slowly expanded the corner of Asyila's lips.

“Thank you, Mas. Now Asyila is okay,” said Asyila who already looks fine.

Abraham breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that such a fickle mood included from the hormones of pregnant women.

Just as Abraham was breathing a sigh of relief, the wife was crying again and Abraham panicked again.

“Cup... Cup... Why cry again?” asked Abraham, who was hugging his little wife.

“If Arsyad returns to the pesantren, what about Ashraf?” ask Asyila.

“Ashraf must have understood the problem of his brother who returned to the boarding school,” reply Abraham as is.

Asyila continued to shed tears and Abraham was again surprised when his face was thrown a pillow from his wife.

“What's up?” asked Abraham who had just caught the throw of a pillow from his wife.

“Mas better get out of here! Asyila wants to sleep and do not approach Asyila,” said Asyila.

Abraham was silent for a moment while looking at his wife with a confused look.

“Talk... Uwek..” Asyila suddenly became nauseous and she quickly covered her entire body with a blanket.

Abraham pursed his lips with a sad look.

“Yakin do not want to be accompanied by Mas?” ask Abraham.

“Mas don't get close, Mas stinks,” complained Asyila from under the blanket.

This child just a few weeks already much he wants, I as his father was not given the opportunity to be close to the Mother.

Is it possible that our baby-to-be is a hotshot again?

Abraham snorted in annoyance because his wife did not want to get close to him.

Asyila lowered the blanket and only showed half her face.

“Mas why is it still there? Quick out!” assyila's orders and again covered her entire face.

Abraham could only stroke his own chest.

“Alright, Mas go. If you miss, do not hesitate to call or meet Mas in the family room,” reply Abraham.

“Iya,” replied Asyila briefly.

Abraham's mouth suddenly opened wide to hear a short answer from his wife.

“Not usually Syila answered my words very briefly so, it is certain that this child will be a very indifferent child, he said,” said Abraham monologued and was forced to leave the wife who was alone in the room.

A few minutes later.

Asyila threw down the blanket that covered her body to the other side to immediately meet her husband.

“Mas Abraham evil,” whining Asyila.

Asyila herself did not know with her volatile feelings. Sometimes he was happy when he was crying.

“Nak, do not fuss yes in the belly of Mother!” pinta Asyila while stroking her flat stomach.

In the living room, Abraham seemed to be daydreaming. When the young pregnant wife like that, Abraham must be really patient to face the wife's attitude that changes erratically.

“Why are you sitting here?” asked Arumi who saw her daughter-in-law sitting alone.

“Asyila did not want to get close to Abraham, Mom,” replied Abraham who looked like a child who was complaining to his mother.

Arumi was silent for a moment and a few seconds later, the woman chuckled.

“Yes, I know what Nak Abraham means. I ask you as a husband to be patient with pregnant women like Asyila,” said Arumi.

“Mother rest easy, God willing Abraham will continue to accompany Ashila until our baby is born. In fact, until Abraham was called by God,” the light of Abraham.

Arumi smiled widely and thanked Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala who had sent the figure of Abraham in the life of his only daughter.

Abraham & Asyila