Abraham and Asyila 2

Repeatedly Lying to Ashraf

Afternoon.

Dyah and Fahmi were finally discharged from the hospital after almost 1 week in the hospital.

When he had just set foot in front of the Uncle's house, Dyah suddenly cried because he remembered his Aunty figure.

Fahmi as husband, trying to strengthen Dyah by continuing to embrace the waist of the wife.

“Mas, Dyah can not go deeper,” said Dyah whose legs are very stiff to enter the house.

“Let's go in, don't make the others sadder,” Fahmi replied.

Please note, Ema and her small family had not stayed at Abraham's house. Because Icha suddenly got sick and needed the presence of her daughter.

Luckily, Dyah and Fahmi were discharged from the hospital that day. So, Ashraf is not too lonely because there is no Kahfi who accompanies him to play.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” said the two when stepping into the living room.

Herwan welcomes the arrival of the two, because Arumi is having a headache in her room.

“Kak Dyah!” Ashraf running small approaching Dyah, “Kak Dyah from anywhere? Where's Mommy?” asked Ashraf who thought that his Mother was going along with her Brother, Dyah.

Dyah was silent a thousand languages, he was confused to say what to Ashraf. His mind was completely dead-end and only sadness was he feeling.

Guilt still continues to haunt him and thinks that the cause of his Aunty's death is himself.

“Asharf, Brother Dyah rest first yes. Ashraf has eaten?” tanya Fahmi tries to divert Ashraf's question asking the whereabouts of his mother, Ashila.

Ashraf shook his head, he wanted to eat. But no one offered him food.

“Ashraf want to eat?” asked Fahmi while touching Ashraf's head with gentleness.

“Mau,” replied Ashraf while touching his stomach.

Fahmi chuckles and takes the little boy to the dining room.

When he touched his chest, he could not bear to see Ashraf's hopeful face about his mother.

What if Ashraf finds out about Aunty's death?

O Allah, to imagine it is already very frightening.

Dyah drowned in her daydream, to the point that she did not hear Arumi's call.

“Dyah!” Arumi approached Dyah while patting Dyah's shoulder hard enough.

He gasped and almost lost his balance.

“Be careful, Dyah!” Arumi nimbly caught Dyah's body that was about to fall, “You why are silent daydreaming?” asked Arumi with a racing heart. Just a little late, I don't know what will happen next to Dyah and her future baby.

Dyah immediately hugged Arumi and cried right then and there.

“Excuse Dyah, Grandma. Forgive Dyah,” said Dyah apologizing for what happened.

Arumi immediately released Dyah's embrace and wiped away Dyah's tears with her hands.

“Do not discuss the problem of Ashila's death, Grandma please no longer discuss about Grandma's daughter,” reply Arumi who does not want to aggravate the existing situation.

At the same time, Fahmi was accompanying Ashraf to a meal. Fahmi smiles happily seeing Ashraf eating voraciously and wishes Ashraf had no idea about his mother's death.

And, even though Ashraf knows it in the future, Fahmi wants nothing in the near future.

“Kak Fahmi, want it,” said Ashraf while pointing to already fried, “Mother likes to eat this,” he added who continued to discuss about his beloved mother.

Fahmi just silently nodded and continued to pay attention to the way the little boy ate.

“Makannya slowly, if you want to add do not hesitate to say the same Kak Fahmi,” said Fahmi.

Ashraf smiled widely as he gave his thumbs up his hand towards Fahmi's agreed sign.

After Ashraf finished eating, Fahmi immediately washed the dishes and glasses that had been used by Ashraf.

“Ashraf where are you going?” asked Fahmi when he saw Ashraf move from his seat.

“You pick grapes,” the answer.

“Iya,” replied Ashraf with his innocent face.

“Wait for Kak Fahmi for a moment, Kak Fahmi also wants to pick grapes,” reply Fahmi.

After washing the cutlery, Fahmi and Ashraf walked side by side towards the backyard.

Upon arriving at the vineyard of the late Nek yut, Ashraf happily ran and jumped to try to reach the grapes hanging with a blackish purple color.

“Ashraf don't jump around like that, let Kak Fahmi take it,” said Fahmi and carefully picked the fresh grapes.

When the two were busy enjoying the grapes, Abraham suddenly came to tell the two that in front there was a bodyguard in charge of guarding his residence.

It should have been from yesterday - yesterday they were in charge of guarding the house. However, Abraham did not have time to contact them due to a very, very surprising incident.

“Dad, hold Mother when to come home here?” ashraf asked as he peeled the skin of the wine in his hand.

Abraham grabbed his own hair and tried to keep smiling in front of his little son.

“The wine is good, son?” abraham asked Ashraf.

“Enak, it tastes sweet-sweet sour,” he answered and gave a grain of wine to Abraham.

Abraham accepted it and devoured it quickly.

“Hmm.. It tastes great,” said Abraham praising the taste of wine given by Ashraf.

“Iya dong!” exclaim Ashraf.

Abraham let out a breath that felt very heavy, whether until when he had to lie and divert the question of his little son who continued to question the whereabouts of his mother.

My wife, where are you now? I miss seeing your smile, my wife. Is our baby all right there?

Has Azzam met you, my wife?

In Abraham's heart, Abraham kept wondering. Though unlikely, Abraham still wished the wife was alive and well without any shortage.

“Dad, want again?” ashraf asked, and with his small hand, Ashraf gave the Father some wine.

Abraham awoke from his daydream and received Ashraf's wine with a big smile.

Nightfall.

Ashraf suddenly cried and desperately wanted to sleep hugged by his mother. However, his mother had not yet come to see him and made his heart even more lonely.

“Dad, video call Mother!” pinta Ashraf holding his father's cell phone.

“Honey, Mother's phone was accidentally left behind. If you do not believe, Ashraf just look near the mukena that is usually used by Mother to pray,” explained Abraham.

Ashraf turned his head in the direction his father was referring to and it turned out to be true, his mother's phone was there.

“Dad, why didn't Mommy bring this phone?” ashraf asked with tears.

“Because Mommy doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone. That is, Mommy wants the business there to be finished quickly so that she can go home soon. If Mommy carries a cellphone, Ashraf keeps calling Mommy constantly, there is Mommy instead of going home,” explained Abraham who again lied to his baby.

Ashraf stopped his crying and put his mother's cell phone back in its original place.

“Dad, come on Ashraf,” said Ashraf while banging his own ass so that Father understood what he meant.

Abraham agreed and obeyed Ashraf's wishes asked for in the.

I'm sorry, son. Sorry for repeatedly having to lie to Ashraf. I just don't want Ashraf to be saddened by the loss of a Mother.

“Dad...” said Ashraf while banging his own ass.

“Sorry-sorry, Dad is out of focus,” replies to Abraham and carefully banging Ashraf's butt, as Ashraf had for example on him.

Ashraf smiled faintly while trying to wipe away his remaining tears.

“Do not forget to read Do'a before going to bed,” said Abraham reminded Ashraf.

“Good, Father,” replied Ashraf and followed what Abraham had said.