Abraham and Asyila 2

Curious About Prospective Husband Dyah

It had been 3 days since the incident where Asyila got a wound on her arm. And 3 days had passed, Abraham did all the housework.

“Yes already! Asyila has been fine, it's been 3 days and homework, Mas keeps handling it, he said,” said Asyila was half upset because she could not do anything and just watch what was done by her husband.

“Do not start,” reply Abraham who was mopping the room floor.

Ashraf who was a child also intervened to accompany the Father who was cleaning the house. Ashraf usually does simple things such as taking a broom and giving it to the Father or picking up leaves that fall in front of the house and there are still small things that can be done by Ashraf.

“Dad!” call Ashraf who is standing in front of the room door without daring to enter the room because the floor is still wet.

“Be quiet there first, baby,” said Asyila told her little son to stay put.

“Yes, Mother,” replied Ashraf in his adorable little voice.

Asyila and Abraham exchanged glances after hearing the adorable answer from their little son.

At the same time, Dyah came by using his matic motorcycle.

He came because he heard that his Aunty was sick and wanted to see him in person.

“Assalamu’alaikum! Uncle, Aunty, brother Ashraf!” Dyah said his greetings and then called one by one the residents of the house.

“Assalamu’alaikum!” Dyah said his greetings again and this time he said half-calling greetings.

Ashraf who heard it immediately ran down the stairs to approach Dyah.

“Kak Dyah!” Ashraf looked so happy that he continued to accelerate his small footsteps.

“Ashraf don't run later on you..”.

Bruk!

Not yet had time to finish his speech, Ashraf had already fallen. He panicked and immediately approached Ashraf.

“Huwa... huwa Ashraf cried in pain as both of his knees hit the floor.

“Yes Allah, brother has not finished talking you even fell first,” said Dyah while helping Ashraf to get away from the fall.

Abraham and Ashila who heard the sound of their second son's cries rushed towards the ground floor.

“Dyah, Ashraf why?” abraham asked and took over carrying his second son.

Dyah quickly explained the chronology of how Ashraf fell.

After hearing the explanation from Dyah, Abraham understood and began to comfort his little son to stop crying immediately.

“How are you doing Dyah?” asyila asked and hugged a glimpse of the body of her beloved husband's nephew.

“Alhamdulillah well, Aunty. Does Aunty's arm still hurt?” ask Dyah.

Asyila and Dyah continued chatting in a standing position. Ashraf was still crying in Abraham's arms.

“Huwa... huwa..” Ashraf further amplified the sound of crying and everyone turned to pay attention to Ashraf.

“Gendong!” pinta Ashraf stretched his hand towards Dyah.

“Ask a carry with brother Dyah?” dyah asked as she pointed to herself to make sure that Ashraf really asked her for a sling.

“Iya,” replied Ashraf briefly.

Dyah patted his forehead and took over carrying his little Uncle and Aunty's son.

“Hufft... It turns out that Ashraf is quite fat huh,” said Dyah teasing Ashraf.

Ashraf, instead of crying, laughed. The previous cry quickly turned into laughter.

“Jeez, you intentionally yes.” Dyah bobble-head saw the acting of Ashraf is amazingly great.

Abraham and Ashila glanced at each other to see how their second little son was laughing happily in Dyah's arms.

“Come, we relax in the family room!” take Asyila and them together to the family room.

In the family room.

“Mas, Asyila to the kitchen first yes,” said Asyila who wants to make a drink for Dyah.

“Cannot,” reply Abraham.

Dyah frowned hearing his Uncle's words.

Asyila was stunned and after a few seconds, she laughed at Dyah's question that tickled her stomach.

“Haaa?” Abraham felt that Dyah's question was an accusation for him.

Asyila instead of explaining, she continued to laugh. What kind of reaction was there on her husband's face.

“Basic stingy,” chirps Dyah while bobbing head.

“Ka-you misunderstood, Dyah,” said Asyila who spoke while holding back her laughter, “Your uncle did not mean to be stingy. However, I am not allowed to do any work,” explained Asyila.

Abraham decided to rush to the kitchen and let his wife explain her point.

Dyah who had a high curious soul finally asked her Aunty to tell him more. Asyila happily told her what her husband was doing.

“God's Cause, Uncle never changed. Hopefully the prospective husband Dyah has the nature and attitude like Uncle,” said Dyah hopes the characteristics of her future husband are exactly the same as Uncle.

“Then you must also have the nature and attitude like Uncle's wife,” Abraham chirps while putting a tray containing tea and snacks.

He tilted his lips in disagreement with Abraham's words.

“Prospective husband Dyah, must accept Dyah as is,” reply Dyah and raise next to his eyebrows.

“Then, you also have to accept the fact that your future husband is not like Uncle.”

“Huh... Hopefully like Uncle,” said Dyah who is very hopeful.

“Aamiin yes Allah,” sahut Asyila and followed Abraham.

“By the way, you already have a prospective husband yet, Dyah?” ask Asyila curiously.

Dyah who wanted to enjoy his tea immediately put back the teacup.

“So-soal it actually..” Dyah hesitates to open up the voice of her future husband's problem which she herself is confused as to what to say.

“Iya, what exactly?” ask Asyila getting curious.

Dyah scratched his hood that was covered in hijab and turned his face the other way.

“Uncle wife asks, quickly reply!” pinta Abraham was also curious. However, it did not show any curious expression to either Asyila or Dyah.

Dyah swallowed his saliva and rushed to sip tea made by the Uncle.

“Akkh... Hot!” Dyah was shocked to feel the heat being flicked and his tongue.

Abraham could not help his laughter, he laughed a little while Ashila and Ashraf laughed out loud to see Dyah's behavior.

“Why is this tea hot once?” asked Dyah with embarrassment.

“How not hot? It was just Uncle put it on the table and you can't wait to drink it,” Abraham chirped.

If I answer I don't have one, Uncle must have taunted me. But, I replied that I already had Aunty and Uncle asked more.

Huft... How'this? 😫😥

“Have no thought, when it's time you will definitely tell us. Will you sleep here tonight?” ask Asyila.

Dyah breathed a sigh of relief as Asyila decided not to ask her again.

“Aunty rest easy, tonight and the next two days Dyah will sleep here with Ashraf. Ashraf wants to sleep with Dyah?” ask Ashraf.

“Mau!” exclaimed Ashraf who was very happy with the presence of Dyah.

Abraham's cell phone vibrated on his pants, he quickly took them out to find out who was contacting him.

“Who Mas?” asyila asked when the husband had just pulled out his cell phone.

“Dayat called Mas, Mas to excuse us first to receive a phone connection from Dayat.”

“Good, Mas.”

Asyila was very curious about what Dayat was talking about. He hopes that Bunga will not tell about his problems that have paralyzed his men who tried to harm him and Eko.

Abraham 💖 Ashila

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