Abraham and Asyila 2

Holding Yourself Because My Wife Is Sick

“What are you doing here?” abraham asked coldly.

Dyah put her lips together and turned towards the refrigerator.

“Dyah to the kitchen because you want to drink, Uncle and Aunty why in the kitchen together? Beware, if the two-duaan the three must be demons,” said Dyah.

“Yes, you are the devil,” Abraham chirps and embrace the waist of the wife. Abraham leisurely sauntered away to the room.

“Setan? It's so pretty it's called Satan!” Dyah nagged angrily and with his unfortunate step he went towards the room.

That night, Ashraf went back to sleep with Dyah. Ashraf actually wanted to sleep with his beloved mother, but his desire was not fulfilled. Because, the Father promised to give a sister for him.

“Loh you haven't slept?” Dyah was astonished to see Ashraf sitting on the side of the bed with a strange look, a gaze as if he was going to get something.

“Not yet,” replied Ashraf briefly and smiling to himself.

“Ya have you been waiting for something else? Let's sleep!” invite Dyah who has now stretched her body and pulled the blanket.

“Mommy's stomach is big?” ask Ashraf so innocently.

“Big?” Dyah was astonished to hear the question from Ashraf and long enough to finally understand what was meant by a little boy named Ashraf Mahesa.

Dyah scratched his head and let out a heavy-sounding breath.

“Ashraf want to have a sister?” asked Dyah while laying down Ashraf's body on the bed.

“Iya,” Ashraf replied short, clear and solid.

“If you want to have that sister, it will take months. If Ashraf wants to have a sister, Ashraf cannot sleep at night and must obey what Father and Mother said. Ashraf understands!”

“Iya,” replied Ashraf briefly.

“Yes already, now do'a and we sleep!”

Ashraf raised both his hands and prayed before going to bed.

“Amiinn!” Ashraf and Dyah agreed to do'a before going to bed. Then, they compactly closed their eyes.

In the room.

Asyila was still ringing with what was going on in the kitchen, her husband was really embarrassing for being caught off guard by Dyah.

“Why, my wife?” abraham asked, pretending not to know why his wife was sitting quietly without saying a word.

“....” Asyila only glanced at a glance and lowered her head again.

Abraham instead of comforting his wife, he laughed at Asyila's facial expression.

“Mas evil...” Asyila said softly without raising her head.

“Mas sorry yes! We, 'are married and should have done romantic things.”

“Iya Asyila knows, Mas. However, Dyah caught both of us wet,” said Asyila.

“Wet? Our clothes are not wet at all,” Abraham replied by lifting half his clothes.

Asyila raised her head and picked up the pillow that was near her. With her hands, she tried to hit the body of her husband who even asked to joke.

Seeing the pillow that was about to float on his body, Abraham quickly dodged.

“It turns out that Mas's wife has started to be active,” said Abraham who continues to tease Asyila.

“Mas Abraham!” Asyila tried to chase after her husband who kept running away from the pillow he was holding.

Finally there was a chase between husband and wife in their room.

“Mas, stop!” asyila pinta.

“Come catch up with Mas!”

“Can!” yelled Asyila who had embraced her husband's body.

Abraham chuckled and returned Ashila's warm embrace. The two hugged each other while adjusting their breaths which were panting.

“Akkhhh..” Asyila grimaced in pain when Abraham accidentally nudged her injured arm.

“Sorry.” Abraham immediately let go of his embrace and examined Ashila's arm.

Asyila's injured arm was spitting out a bit of blood. Abraham panicked and took Ashila's body to bed.

“Syila sit still here, Mas will change the bandage.”

Abraham ran a little out of the room to pick up a P3K box in the living room. He felt guilty that the wound on his wife's arm was open and bleeding.

“Not to be hasty, Mas. This is just a small wound,” Asyila said when she saw her husband enter the room in such a hurry.

“Mas will be responsible for treating Syila's wounds, sorry Mas who often teases Syila.” Abraham said as he opened the bandage on Ashila's arm.

Asyila was just smiling at how worried and guilty the husband was when the wound on his arm opened.

“Other times if Mas teases Syila, Syila is free to hit Mas!” Abraham's Commandments.

Asyila shook her head and pinched the lips of her talkative husband.

“Since when did Mas become chatty like this? Asyila is okay, Mom. As long as there is Mas beside Asyila, Asyila's life will be safe,” explained Asyila and drown her face in the chest of her husband's field.

“If our lives are always serious, there will be no crowds in our house. However, everything is different when Mas teases Asyila and our two little sons,” continued Asyila.

“So, Syila likes Mas teasing Syila every day? How about every time?” abraham asked with a smile.

Asyila shook her head and gently hit her husband's chest.

“Aww.. Why was he hit?” abraham asked and held Ashila's hand.

“It seems like it has become a hobby of Mas to tease asyila.”

“Oh, of course,” chirped Abraham and laughed loosely at the expression he could not accept from his little wife.

Abraham returned to treat Ashila's wounds so seriously and certainly with love.

“Thank you, Mas!” After saying thank you, Asyila ventured to kiss her husband's right cheek and dropped her body on the bed.

Abraham was stunned as he touched his right cheek that had just been kissed by his wife. If only that night, Asyila's arms were not open, Abraham would have asked for his ration to his beloved wife. 😅

“Alright, tonight Mas will release Asyila. But next time, Mas will not give a pause for Asyila,” said Abraham and join his body in bed right next to the wife.

Asyila smiled flirtatiously and changed her sleeping position to her husband.

“Don't tease Mas like this!” pinta Abraham and hugged the wife's body with a slanted position.

The deg! The deg!

Ashila felt a heartbeat beating faster than usual. The husband's embrace again made all his blood flow.

“Huh.” Abraham blew the air into Ashila's ear.

Just contact it makes Ashila squirm and make Abraham regret what was done. Because, he could not let go of his desires that night either.

“Mas wants to go to the bathroom,” said Abraham and immediately get out of bed.

Ashila turned to face her husband who had entered the bathroom.

Asyila fell silent as she continued to pay attention to the bathroom door. She hoped that her husband would soon return to bed and indulge in her.

In the bathroom, Abraham tried to calm himself. He tried to convince himself not to ask his wife to serve him.

Abraham deliberately lingered in the bathroom and hoped that when he came out, the wife had fallen asleep.

“Mas Abraham why so long? It has been 30 minutes in the bathroom, not usually during this time,” said Asyila monologue.

Chequek!

“Mas stomach pain huh?” ask Asyila who was already sitting on the bed.

Abraham remained silent without moving towards the bed.

“Mas!” call Asyila and slightly bow so that her cleavage is visible.

Abraham swallowed his salivary and quickly climbed into bed without noticing his wife who was eager to be spoiled by Abraham.

“Huammm.. Mas drowsiness,” said Abraham.

“You go straight to sleep huh Mas?” asked Asyila in a clear voice.

“Iya, Asyila directly take ablution there. After that go straight to sleep!” Abraham's Commandments.

Asyila gawked at what her husband had said. However, Ashila could not protest and immediately obeyed what her husband ordered.

Abraham must be very tired. 😅

Abraham 💖 Ashila