Abraham and Asyila 2

Dayat's Arrival

Abraham, who was lying in bed with his wife and two young sons, was suddenly startled by the loud voice of Abraham's cellphone.

Without thinking, Abraham immediately took his cellphone and received a phone call from his best friend who had not contacted him for several months.

“Sleep again ya baby!” Asyila gently stroked Ashraf's head to get his baby back to sleep.

Outside the room, Abraham begins to have a conversation with his best friend, Dayat.

“This morning I'm not going anywhere,” reply Abraham to his friend who asked his work schedule at home.

“Alright, God willing we visit the house of Mr. Abraham later in the afternoon,” said Dayat from across the phone.

“Good,” reply Abraham briefly and end phone call.

Asyila opened the door of the room to her husband.

“Who Mas?” ask Asyila while hugging her husband's body.

“Dayat,” reply Abraham and kiss the wife's forehead.

Asyila frowned when she found out that Dayat had contacted her husband again.

“Is there anything that Mas will do again with Mr Dayat?” asyila asked curiously and further tightened her embrace.

“Entahlah, it has been the last few months Dayat never contact Mas. The last time they helped was 7 months old, ” replied Abraham.

Asyila let go of her embrace and invited her husband to accompany her and their two little sons to take a nap.

“If there is something urgent, go with Mr. Dayat and others. Asyila is very happy and also proud to have an angelic hearted husband.”

Abraham's smile expanded perfectly hearing the statement from his wife.

“Let's continue our delayed nap!” take Abraham and return to lay his body with his beloved wife.

Soon Asyila will come to help Mas.

Unbeknownst to Abraham, the wife was secretly practicing martial arts. In fact, Ashila brought in a female teacher who was an expert in martial arts pencak silat.

“What's up?” abraham asked as his wife continued to play the index finger toward his chest.

“Nothing,” reply Asyila and decide to go to bed soon.

****

Asyila is busy cooking in the kitchen, soon the husband will have guests from Jakarta.

The guest is Dayat who has in recent years never showed his nose in Absyil housing.

“Need your husband to help?” abraham asked who was holding his wife's back.

Asyila wriggled feeling amused at the nape of her neck area because of the husband's breath blowing at the nape of her neck.

“Let Go! Later Arsyad and Ashraf see us,” said Asyila.

“Leave it,” said Abraham relaxed and placed his chin on Ashila's shoulder.

“Again?” asked Arsyad who suddenly came to the kitchen and thought that the Father was sick because he leaned his chin on the shoulders of his beloved Mother.

Abraham gasped and immediately shifted away from his wife.

“No,” replied Abraham as he scratched his non-itchy nape.

“Thus why Dad's chin on Mother's shoulder?” arsyad asked curiously as he touched his own shoulder.

Abraham sighed and crouched down to align himself with his first son.

“Why did Daddy's darling grow this smart? I just want to indulge with Mom Arsyad and Ashraf.”

“Dad, 'will be big,” chirped Arsyad.

Now Abraham was silent a thousand languages, how could a child of the age of Arsyad think like that.

“Mas should help Asyila cut cucumber,” said Asyila asked for help from her husband while saving the husband who was already embarrassed by the words of their first son.

“Thank you,” reply Abraham weaned and immediately look for cucumber in the refrigerator.

Arsyad who saw his parents were busy finally decided to return to look after the sister who was playing in the family room.

A few moments later.

Arsyad who was playing with his sister on the front porch was startled by the sound of a car horn.

“Adik wait here yes! Brother Arsyad will go inside calling Father and Mother.” Arsyad ran into the house and left his sister on the front porch alone.

The car stopped right in front of the house without entering.

“Ashraf!” A man who had just got out of the car seemed happy to see one of the little sons of his best friend, Abraham.

The man quickly ran over to Ashraf and carried him.

“Still remember with Uncle Dayat?” tanya Dayat while ruffling Ashraf's hair.

Ashraf immediately pouted as his hair fell apart.

“Nakal,” chirps Ashraf and moves his body a sign that he wants to get off the sling Dayat.

At the same time, Abraham and Ashila came out of the house to welcome Dayat.

Ashraf who saw his parents rushed to them and complained about what Dayat did to his hair.

Abraham and Asyila were of course surprised by what their second little son said, Ashraf himself did not like if his hair was messy let alone deliberately ruffled by others.

Dayat also felt guilty and apologized to Ashraf who increasingly looks adorable according to Dayat.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” said Dayat when entering the house.

“Wa’alaikumsalam!” exclaim them.

“How are you Mr Abraham?” ask Dayat.

“Alhamdulillah I am good. How about you?” ask Abraham back.

“Can you see now! I'm so healthy and fine.”

Asyila asked permission to go to the kitchen and let her husband and Dayat talk.

“Do not be too formal!” pinta Abraham's.

Dayat shook his head, “Let me talk like this,” reply Dayat casually.

“Well, as comfortable as you are.”

“I haven't visited here in a long time. Actually, I came here because there was something that could be said to be important. A few days ago we received word that underage girls had been kidnapped and taken to a remote area in Bandung,” Dayat explained and continued her story.

Abraham listened to what Dayat said very seriously. Dayat's arrival to his house must be very important and needs help from him.

“Mas, food is ready,” said Asyila who suddenly came.

Abraham nodded and thanked him for preparing the afternoon meal.

“Let's eat together!” take Abraham to Dayat.

Dayat asserted, the trip from Jakarta to Bandung enough to make his stomach hungry.

“Mas, Asyila excuse me to room. Ashraf above is sulking,” said Asyila lirih.

“Siap my wife. If Ashraf is no longer craving, take him down!”

“Good Mas.” Asyila also rushed to her second son who was a little cranky that afternoon.

Arsyad, who saw her mother climb the stairs, decided to follow.

Arriving inside the room, Ashila was surprised to see Ashraf who had slept.

“Ashraf's sister is asleep,” says Arsyad.

“After this hour, should we wake Ashraf?” ask Ashila to Arsyad.

“Do Not Mother. It's a pity that Ashraf's sister was woken up.

Asyila's smile expanded perfectly when she heard the answer from her first son.

“Alright, Mother will obey the wishes of Arsyad. Now Mother's favorite shower! Do you want Mother to bathe?”

“No need Mother. Arsyad is big,” reply Arsyad while entering the bathroom.

Asyila walked over to the wardrobe. He opened the wardrobe and looked for clothes suitable for his first son, Arsyad.

“Mother..” Ashraf called his mother so softly without opening his eyes.

Asyila did not immediately answer and approached Ashraf because he was looking for clothes for Arshad.

“Mother!” call Ashraf again because his mother did not come to him.

“Before dear!” assyila shouted and immediately approached Ashraf.

Asyila also spread her body and kissed the cheek of the baby.

“What's the matter dear?” ask Asyila.

Ashraf opened his eyes and kissed her right cheek.

“Mothers want to take a shower,” says Ashraf.

Asyila assented and sat down the baby.

“Mother bathing yes dear!”

Ashraf agreed and quickly got out of bed. At the same time, Arsyad came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

A few minutes later.

Asyila and her two young sons had just come down from the stairs.

It turned out that Abraham and Dayat had finished enjoying their afternoon meal.

“Have finished eating?” ask Asyila.

“Alhamdulillah already,” replied Abraham.

“Taste miss Asyila very delicious,” praise Dayat honestly.

“Of course, since all these dishes were cooked directly by my wife,” sahut Abraham clarified the status of the woman who cooked all the food on the table.

Dayat raised both his eyebrows and chuckled.

“Iya I know,” reply Dayat.

Prout! Prout!

All was silent at the sound of farting, while Ashraf ran as fast as he could away from those who had heard his fart.

“Ashraf, you fart again?” Arsyad chased after his sister because of the behavior of his sister who always farted in any place.

“Voice earlier I did not hear it at all,” said Dayat while holding back his laughter. 😅🤣

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