Abraham and Asyila 2

Life is Back in Color

“Mother!” Arsyad and Ashraf compactly ran up to their Mother.

Arumi's body trembled violently to see his beloved daughter who he had longed to be in front of him very clearly.

“Everything, this is the woman we have longed for and now is back with us,” Abraham lighted and kissed the wife's forehead in front of the families.

“Asyla? Is this really Asyila? Oh my God, this is Mom's daughter?” Arumi approached and cried hysterically.

“Hiks... Yes Mother. This is the daughter of Mom and Dad,” reply Asyila who at that time could not stem the tears that had thrashed to immediately drip.

Dyah screamed loudly because he was so happy to know that his Aunty was still alive.

“Aunty! Aunty Asyila!” yell Dyah.

She cried and repeatedly apologized for what had happened.

“Yes Allah, thank you. Aunty please forgive Dyah's mistake all this time. O Allah, Dyah feels like a miracle from Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala,” Dyah bright and unceasingly wept touched.

Temmy and Yeni came closer and they could not speak anymore. They were astonished to see Abraham Mahesa's wife.

“Hiks... Mas, Aunty Asyila has returned,” Dyah said to her husband who was crying at the time.

Fahmi nodded his head in agreement and it was clear that Fahmi still did not expect what he saw.

“Mbak Yeni and Brother Temmy why see Asyila like that? This Asyila has returned,” Asyila said as she wiped her tears that continued to pour profusely.

Yeni approached and gently touched Ashila's cheek.

“Yes Allah, this is true Asyila,” said Yeni.

The return of Ashila made the others very happy. They were greatly relieved and apologized to Ashila directly about her death.

“Mbak and your brother are really sad to know that you died. Yesterday, Dyah and Fahmi came to the house. They suddenly cried and told me everything. However, the sadness that Mbak felt finally disappeared when he saw Asyila had returned to this house with a very healthy state,” said Yeni.

Asyila smiled widely and asked everyone to no longer worry about her.

“Dad, Mother, Dyah, Fahmi, Mbak Yeni and Abang Temmy,” said Asyila mentioned their names to sound more polite and respect her family, “Now we are safe here and please don't cry again!” asyila pinta.

Yeni takes over holding Akbar's 1-month-old baby.

“Is this our new nephew?” tanya Yeni stared in admiration at the baby who was in her carrier.

“Iya, Ma'am. His name is Akbar Mahesa,” replied Asyila.

Quickly, the tiny baby was mobbed by other families. They looked at baby Akbar with a look full of happiness.

“Very similar to his Dad,” Arumi said.

“Iya, Ms. Arumi,” says Yeni.

“Akbar, introduce this Kak Dyah, Kak Fahmi, Granny Arumi, Grandpa Herwan, Mama Yeni, Papa Temmy and lastly Asyila. Daughter of Kak Fahmi and Kak Dyah,” bright Abraham at length.

A few moments later.

The women were inside the room, accompanying Asyila and her tiny baby. The men, including Arsyad and Ashraf, were in the living room talking.

Arumi, Yeni and Dyah still look at Ashila with a look of disbelief with the return of Asyila and her tiny baby, Akbar.

“We still can't believe what we saw, honey. What really happened to you, to the point that you didn't come home soon?” arumi asked curiously and the question represented the curiosity of Dyah and Yeni.

“Many wisdom that Asyila can quote from the incident that has been Asyila and also the baby Akbar naturally. If only Ashila had not experienced such a thing, maybe Asyila could not be among those who are in trouble,” explained Asyila.

“Distress? Meaning Aunty Asyila?” asked Dyah who could not hide her high curiosity.

“As long as Aunty does not return home, Aunty is in Salatiga central Java. There was a remote village that could be said to lack education and somehow, Aunty felt there was a call to teach Kindergarten children. Coincidentally, Mr. Antok who helped Aunty was a kindergarten teacher and from there the story of Aunty's life began,” Asyila said with a happy smile.

“Aunty really happy there?” tanya Dyah made sure.

“Can be said to be very happy, because there Aunty not only teach Kindergarten children. But, many things that Aunty did there and luckily, Aunty's pregnancy was very pleasant,” replied Asyila.

“Then, why didn't Aunty come back here?” ask Dyah back.

Asyila slowly shook her head.

“Before, sorry because all this time Asyila did not go home,” said Asyila while turning to Arumi and also Yeni, “Asyila did not mean that. However, the situation there can be said to be very sad. Many heads of families are unemployed and only rely on their rice fields that are not every day can make money. Anyway, if Asyila tells us more details Asyila certainly will not be able to,” replied Asyila and again filled with tears when remembering the distress experienced by the community.

Arumi moves closer to her favorite daughter.

“If Syila has not been able to tell a story yes it is okay. The point is we're happy because Syila has returned, otherwise there will be many women trying to catch up to Abraham's son. Moreover, Salsa who turned out to be a mentally ill woman,” said Arumi and immediately closed her mouth tightly because she slipped talking.

“Salsa? Who's that woman, Mother?” ask Asyila surprised.

“Honey, for the woman's problems let Nak Abraham just tell me everything. Now, Ashila must rest. Tomorrow, we will be very busy,” said Arumi.

“This is still 2 hours Mother, besides Asyila is fine,” reply Asyila who still wants to be with the three of them.

“Asyila, which Ms. Arumi said has a point. You must rest,” said Yeni.

The three of them finally left Asyila in the room together with her little baby.

Arumi sighed after coming out of her daughter's room. Then, her tears suddenly came back.

“Grandma why?” ask Dyah.

“Now Grandma is not worried anymore, in the future our lives will be back in color after the return of Asyila,” said Arumi.

“Hiks... Grandma was right. Now, Dyah's feelings are back in high spirits,” said Dyah while wiping her tears.

Yeni hugged her daughter with such a peaceful feeling.

“Now, Mama's daughter don't be sad. Kan, Aunty Asyila is back. Let's show her a smile!” pinta Yeni to make her daughter smile.

Dyah chuckled and widened her smile to the point that her two eyes narrowed.

“Nah, it's called Dyah. Let's get down!”

The three slowly descended to rejoin the men who were in the living room.

“Mas, here Asyila let Dyah who is fat,” said Dyah and began carrying her 5-month-old baby.

Abraham & Asyila