Abraham and Asyila 2

Salsa Injured Himself

Abraham looked at his little son's pitiful face. Had the wife been by their side, Ashraf would not have been this poor.

“Dad, sore,” said Ashraf with a grimacing facial expression in pain.

“Inflatable father yes dear, let the pain be reduced,” said Abraham and blew Ashraf's wound very carefully.

Ashraf smiled faintly as the wound in his mouth faintly felt somewhat amused.

“Dad, already. Geli,” said Ashraf.

“Geli? Doesn't hurt anymore?” ask Abraham.

Ashraf shook his head in a sign that the wound was not painful.

“Alhamdulillah,” said Abraham relieved, “Ashraf want to eat?” ask Abraham.

“Mau,” replied Ashraf.

“Ok! Then Ashraf stays here. I'll come down and bring Ashraf some food. Ashraf agrees!”

“Agree!” exclaim Ashraf.

Before leaving Ashraf in the room alone. Abraham kissed Ashraf first.

In kitchen.

When Abraham had just arrived in the kitchen, Salsa who was sitting with her cell phone suddenly gasped.

“What does Abraham want? Let me take it,” said Salsa who spoke as sweetly as possible.

“I can be alone,” firmly Abraham and start taking the plate for his little son, Ashraf.

“Sir Abraham sure? I can do anything as long as it's an order from Mr. Abraham,” said Salsa whose voice really disgust Abraham.

“Enough!” firmly Abraham and immediately Salsa was surprised, “I warn you to immediately move away from my life,” stressed Abraham once again clarified his words.

Salsa bit her own lip and left Abraham so upset.

How could he reject me so blatantly?

I had to how else Abraham could open his heart to me.

Salsa walked to the front porch of the house and tried to think of a way that Abraham could get as fast as he could.

At the same time, Abraham sighed and refocused on preparing his baby food.

A few minutes later.

Abraham went into the room to feed his heart.

“Honey, let's eat,” said Abraham while closing the door again.

When Abraham turned to look at Ashraf, apparently Ashraf had fallen asleep while hugging the picture frame of his beloved Mother.

Abraham put the food he brought to the table near his bed. Then, approach his little son.

At that very moment, Abraham cried to see Ashraf who was sleeping while continuing to hug his little wife.

“You must miss Mother, dear? Forgive Dad, baby, forgive me for not being so good at looking after Mommy. Once again Father apologizes,” said Abraham Iirih.

Abraham immediately wiped away his tears, while Ashraf tried to move his body sliding to his left corner.

Ashraf opened his eyes at once when he learned that his father was near him.

“Dad, why?” ashraf asked softly as he touched his father's cheek that was still wet with tears.

“So Dad washes his face, son. Ashraf if you want to sleep, sleep again,” said Abraham while removing the remaining tears that still wet his cheeks.

Ashraf shook his head and asked that the Father immediately feed him food.

Abraham agreed and got out of bed to immediately feed his little son.

Abraham's plan to go with Dayat and Edi was eventually retreated.

After feeding the food, Abraham returned to the kitchen to wash the cutlery.

“Iya Dad, what's up?” abraham approached his father-in-law.

“You're out?” ask Herwan to make sure.

“No. Why Dad?” abraham asked curiously.

“Then thank God, because Dad and Mom want to go out for a while. Because there is something to buy,” replied Herwan.

Abraham did not ask again, he also said to immediately go to the kitchen to wash the cutlery.

At the same time, Salsa came out of her room with her eyes open.

Abraham did not look at Salsa, who continued to look at him.

Salsa felt very desperate and frustrated because of Abraham's cold attitude which was so outrageous to her.

He was determined to take a knife and thoughtlessly sliced his wrist.

“Sir Abraham!” salsa shouted as she showed fresh blood pouring down her wrists.

“What are you doing?” Abraham shouted in shock at what Salsa was doing.

“Let me die, Mr. Abraham. It is free for me to live if Mr. Abraham never turned his head towards me,” said Salsa who looked pale.

Arumi, Herwan and Fahmi come together to the kitchen when they hear Abraham's screaming voice.

The three were shocked to see Salsa who was already covered in blood.

“Why can this be?” ask Arumi in panic.

“Abraham will explain later. This woman cannot die so soon,” Abraham replied.

Salsa slowly lost her consciousness and eventually she was completely unconscious.

Abraham did not want to touch Salsa. Herwan finally carried Salsa's body and took her into the car.

Hospitals.

Arriving at the hospital, Salsa immediately received intensive care from the hospital.

Arumi, who at that time looked very shocked by what Salsa had done.

“That woman is really desperate. I am tired if I have to perform again, Nak Abraham,” said Arumi who was very forced to do all the acting.

“Let's hold on for a minute Mom, for Abraham and Asyila,” Abraham said.

Fahmi scrunched his forehead hearing Arumi and Abraham talk.

“What's this really about? Has Fahmi missed anything?” asked Fahmi curiously.

Abraham gave Fahmi a hand signal to be quiet.

Fahmi gave a small nod and was forced to agree to Abraham's orders.

When Fahmi wanted to land his butt in the chair, he was struck by the ringtone of his own phone.

“Astaghfirullahaladzim,” said Fahmi while stroking his own chest in shock at the sound of his phone.

Fahmi shifted a little away and received a call from his wife.

“Hallo, Assalamu'alaikum. Mas where? This why there is no quiet house?” ask Dyah annoyed.

Without further ado, Fahmi immediately told the reason why they left the house and did not have time to tell him Dyah who was sleeping in the room while breastfeeding Asyila little.

“What? What does that woman really want? Since the first time he had come, Dyah had already hated him so much. His face alone was somewhat similar to Aunty Asyila. However, the attitude is much different,” said Dyah at length who sounded very furious with the figure of Salsa.

Before his wife exploded, Fahmi decided to end his phone call unilaterally.

At the same time, Dyah put the phone back on the nightstand so upset.

“Talking wife instead turned off just so, ah sucks. That's why Salsa wears all wrist slicing events? Crazy base,” said Dyah who was very upset and also angry at Salsa's attitude like that.