Abraham and Asyila 2

Grandma Is Sick

Asyila had just been performing dawn prayers and she was shocked when she heard her phone ring.

“Who calls in the morning like this?” asyila asked and hurried off the face she was wearing.

Asyila's phone ringing stopped and a few seconds later went back, Asyila quickly finished folding her face and hurriedly received a phone call that turned out to be from Granny Erna.

“Assalamu’alaikum, Grandma gota..”.

“Mother, this is Arsyad. Nek yut passed out and is now again in the hospital.” From behind the phone came the voice of Arsyad who was half crying.

Asyila began to panic and tried to calm her first son who was now completely in tears.

“Down... Mommy hurry here!”

After saying that, Arsyad turned off the phone unilaterally.

Asyila grew panicked and quickly prepared clothes to go to Jakarta.

Why am I suddenly feeling bad?

Oh God, please heal Grandma Erna.

Unknowingly, Ashila shed her tears and cried in fear. She was afraid that bad things would happen to her husband's grandmother.

“Syila where you going?” asked Abraham who had just arrived and was surprised to find Ashila who had cried.

“Mas, we have to go to Jakarta now. Earlier Arsyad contacted Asyila and said that Grandma fell ill,” explained Asyila who had been crying in Abraham's arms.

Abraham tried to appease Asyila, though he himself did not calm down to hear that his beloved grandmother had fallen ill.

“Dyah! Dyah!” Abraham called his nephew in a half-crying voice.

Dyah who heard the Uncle's call rushed to his Uncle.

“Iya Uncle, what's up?” tanya Dyah was astonished.

“Quick clean your clothes! soon we will leave for Jakarta, Nek Yut is currently sick and is being treated at the hospital.”

Dyah closed his mouth to hear the testimony from his Uncle. He cried when he saw his Aunty crying in the arms of the Uncle.

“Quick, wait let alone!”

Dyah ran towards the room with tears continuously flowing. He put all his clothes in so quickly and told Ashraf to go back to his parents' room.

A few moments later.

The car was ready, it was time for Abraham and the others to go to Jakarta to visit Granny Erna who was being treated in the hospital.

“Please faster, Eko!” Abraham's Commandments.

“Good, Young master!”

Fortunately the highway is not too crowded, because the time is still dark and only a few vehicles pass.

“Mas, Asyila is afraid,” said Asyila who continues to be in the arms of Abraham.

“Give everything to God,” replied the wise Abraham.

Ashraf only knew that his great-grandmother was sick and the rest he did not understand. He sat on the lap of Dyah who had not invited him to chat as usual.

A few hours later.

In the hospital.

Abraham and Ashila ran into the nursery of the Grandmother, and from a distance the couple saw Herwan sitting with Arshad, the first son of Abraham and Ashila.

Dyah and Ashraf, who were still left behind, ran small to catch up with Abraham and Ashila.

“Dad, how's Grandma doing?” asyila asked with a breath of breath. Then, kissed the back of his father's hand and was followed by Abraham.

“Your grandmother is not yet conscious,” Herwan replied.

Dyah and Ashraf finally arrived, they compactly kissed the back of Herwan's hand in turn.

“Kak Arsyad!” Ashraf approached his brother so happily.

The brothers sat next to each other looking as if their eyes were saying they missed each other.

“Arsyad!” call Ashila because her first son has not greeted her.

“Tunggi here yes dik, brother wants to say hello to Daddy and Mommy first!”

Arsyad ran small and took turns kissing the backs of his parents' hands.

“Sorry, Dad. Sorry, Mommy!” Arsyad, who had been separated from his parents for a few weeks, seemed very polite.

Abraham and Ashila were very proud of the change of their first son who was getting smarter.

“Arsyad was crying yes?” ask Asyila.

“Iya, Mother. Nek yut had suddenly fallen and did not wake up again,” replied Arsyad.

Chequek!

A female doctor had just walked out of Erna's room with a facial expression that could not be interpreted by Abraham or others.

“Dok, how is my Grandma doing?” ask Abraham.

“Mistress Erna's blood vessel ruptured and it is unlikely to survive. All we can do now is pray, may Allah give a miracle to Mrs Erna,” he explained, “Sorry everyone, I excuse you first,” added the doctor and hurried to waltz away.

Bruk!

Asyila fell over hearing that Grandma from her husband was less likely to survive. The thing that Asyila was afraid of was getting bigger, her tears immediately flowed and she cried with a position that was still on the floor.

Abraham tried to calm the wife who kept crying. Dyah, Arshad, Ashraf and Herwan could only look at Asyila who continued to cry.

Arumi has just arrived and is shocked to see her beloved daughter crying in the arms of her beloved daughter-in-law.

“What's up, Mas?” ask Arumi to her husband.

Herwan immediately told me what really happened. After finding out why Asyila was crying, Arumi also cried.

However, Arumi's cry did not let out a voice like Asyila.

“Grandmother must have survived, 'Don't Mas?”

“We leave everything the same Allah yes Syila.”

“Hiks... hiks..” Asyila continued to cry when she imagined what would happen if the kind and gentle Grandma to her left her little family.

Daytime.

Abraham and others had just performed the Dzuhur prayer at a nearby mosque. Everyone was praying that Erna would come to her senses and return home with them.

Arsyad repeatedly encouraged her Mother and said that her great-grandmother would soon recover. Because, his great-grandmother had promised to make grape juice with affection.

“Arsyad a smart child, Father and Mother are proud of Arsyad because it is good at entertaining the heart of Mother,” said Asyila who is now starting to calm down to see the face of her first son.

“Mother...” Ashraf approaches his mother.

“Iya dear, Daddy and Mommy are also proud of this smart Ashraf,” Asyila said.

Abraham invited them to return to the hospital immediately. For some reason, Abraham felt bad and wanted to quickly return to the hospital which was only about 20 meters away.

“Mother, carry!" pinta Ashraf spoiled.

“Jalan foot only yes dik,” said Arsyad.

Ashraf nodded in agreement and walked on foot hand in hand with his older brother, Arsyad.

“Mas, wait for Asyila!” Asyila walked in a hurry to catch up with her husband who was walking so fast.

“I'm sorry, Mas. Somehow the feeling of Mas was not calm,” Abraham bright and embraced the wife in front of his in-laws, his two little sons and in front of Dyah.

Asyila felt the same way as what her husband said. However, Asyila chose silence and gave a warm embrace to her husband.

Abraham 💖 Ashila