Abraham and Asyila 2

Looking for Food Outside

“Uncle and Ashraf where to go?” asked Dyah who was standing while holding her baby who was sleeping.

“Where are we going, baby?” abraham asked Ashraf to answer Dyah's question.

“You get out, find food,” replied Ashraf as he moved his head left and right.

“Dyah also want then, just buy Dyah satay!” pinta Dyah who looks like a child.

Abraham shook his head at the behavior of his nephew.

“Uncle..” Dyah stared intently at his Uncle to immediately fulfill his wish.

“You've been here since never changed. Yes, Uncle bought it. You want chicken satay what goat? Use soy sauce or peanut seasoning?” ask Abraham.

Dyah did not immediately reply, the young woman laughed at the face of her Uncle.

Abraham tilted his lips and sauntered away leaving Dyah.

“Uncle! Don't bother dong. Ok, Dyah want chicken satay seasoning beans and also goat satay seasoning soy sauce. Oya, same oxtail soup also yes!” dyah Pinta.

“Astaghfirullahaladzim, you can spend it all?” abraham asked in amazement.

“Uncle forgot yes,” reply Dyah while turning towards her daughter, “Kan, now Dyah also has to breastfeed Asyila. So, Dyah has to eat a lot,” added Dyah who looks so happy because it will eat for free.

“Alright, Uncle will buy him. Now Uncle go first, Assalamu'alaikum!”

“Wa’alaikumsalam, thank you my beloved Uncle!”

Abraham walked out of the house to meet a friend from his baby.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” said Abraham and also Ashraf in a compact.

For almost two minutes, Abraham and Ashraf's greetings were not answered.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” said Abraham once again.

“Kahfis! Kahfi!” call Ashraf hoping Kahfi gets out of the house.

The door of the house was opened and it was Yogi who opened it.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, tumben here?” ask Yogi.

“I came here not to see you,” replied Abraham.

“My wife?” ask Yogi to make sure.

“What am I looking for for your wife? This is my son taking your son to find food outside. Where is Kahfi now?” ask Abraham.

The yogi grinned widely and rushed inside to call out his baby who had just put on clothes.

“Son, it's outside there's Abraham and Ashraf's father. Come meet them!”

Kahfi smiled widely and ran as fast as possible to meet the two.

“Abang this how the hell? That Kahfi's hair is still messy, there's Kahfi's hair comb!” ema orders while giving a comb to her Husband to immediately tidy up their little son's hair.

Yogi ran small towards the front porch and carefully combed Kahfi's hair that was still wet from having just taken a shower.

“Where do you want to eat?” ask Yogi curiously.

“I don't know, do you want something too? I will buy it for you,” said Abraham offered to buy food wishes his best friend.

“Wah, what a coincidence. Then I want you to give me a grilled squid that's super jumbo in size!” pinta Yogis.

“Alright, I will buy it for you and also for your wife. Let's get our kids going now!” take Abraham.

Before leaving his best friend, Abraham and the two little boys said their greetings first.

“Assalamu’alaikum!”

“Wa’alaikumsalam,” Yogi replied as he waved his hand towards Kahfi who looked so happy.

The three got into the car and slowly the car left the housing Absyil.

In the car, Ashraf and Kahfi looked very happy. They kept talking about the foods they thought were good to eat.

“Ashraf same Kahfi want to eat what? Want to take home or eat on the spot?” ask Abraham.

“Eat on the spot!” they are so compact.

Abraham who was driving a car, immediately laughed at the compact answer from the two of them.

“Hmm.. What yes?” ask Ashraf while thinking what food he will eat.

Kahfi also thought hard and made Abraham curious about the choice of the two little boys who were sitting in the middle seat.

For a long time they thought until finally Abraham parked his car in the parking area of a large mosque.

“Kids Father, we pray first here yes. It's about this hour, it's time to pray and after that we continue our journey. You agree!”

“Agree!” exclaim them.

Abraham got out of the car and was followed by both.

Just getting out of the car, Abraham was already the center of attention of the women.

“Astaghfirullahaladzim,” said Abraham softly by stroking his own chest. Then, holding the hands of Ashraf and Kahfi to immediately take ablution water.

When Abraham finished taking ablution water and wanted to enter the mosque, suddenly there was a man dressed in all white with a long beard that was white.

“Assalamu’alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,” he said while patting Abraham on the shoulder.

“Wa’alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,” reply Abraham and do not forget to give his friendly smile to the old man in front of him.

“May your life always be happy, God is preparing something beautiful for your household,” he said and sauntered away leaving Abraham who still did not understand the words of the old man.

“Dad!” call Ashraf while patting the back of his dreamy father's hand.

Abraham gasped and suddenly the figure of the old man who had just spoken to him disappeared.

“Allahu Akbar,” said Abraham and again continued his steps into the mosque.

After performing Maghrib prayers in the mosque, Abraham invited Ashraf and Kahfi to continue their journey to find food.

Who's the old man? Why did it suddenly just disappear?

Abraham tried to think positively and secure the words of the old man.

“Dad, let's open the door!” pinta Ashraf who again awakened the Father who was daydreaming.

“Yes God, sorry son. Dad suddenly lost concentration,” replied Abraham and immediately opened the door for Ashraf and also Kahfi.

Abraham started his car engine and slowly left the mosque parking area.

“Dad, Ashraf wants to eat fried rice!” pinta Ashraf who finally decided to enjoy fried rice, “That's it, pizza yes Dad,” Ashraf added.

Abraham scrunched his forehead and he agreed to Ashraf's wishes.

“If Kahfi wants what?” abraham asked because Kahfi had been silent since.

“Kahfi wants to eat fried gurame, Dad,” replied Kahfi who suddenly remembered the fried gurame he ate a few days ago.

“One wants fried rice and the other wants fried gurame. Hm.. For a moment, I think first which path we will pass,” said Abraham.

“Thank you, Dad,” Kahfi told Abraham.

“Iya dear, equally,” reply Abraham while continuing to drive his car.

Almost 30 minutes long, they finally arrived at a location that happened to be between a fried rice seller and also a fried gurame nearby.

“Alhamdulillah, let's go down!”

“Horeee!” shouts Ashraf and Kahfi with excitement.

“Ssuutt, don't be noisy. Come down!”

The two compactly shut their mouths tightly and rushed down from the car.

“Let's go where the fried rice was first!” take Abraham.

When he had just arrived, the fried rice seller excitedly invited the three of them to sit down.

“Sit down, want to order what?” ask him very kindly.

“We order fried rice 3 yes Sir, eat here,” replied Abraham.

The fried rice seller smiled widely, he was grateful that Abraham came and bought 3 servings of fried rice.

“You are sitting here, Dad is going to the next tent ordering fried gurame!” abraham orders and rushes to the tent next door to order a fried gurame.

“Good, Dad!” exclaim them.