Abraham and Asyila 2

Dayat Experiencing Coma

Asyila's smile was perfect for a bright morning, as bright as her heart at that time.

“Good morning, my wife,” Asyila whispered in the wife's ear while hugging her little wife's body from behind.

“Good morning also my husband,” reply Asyila greet her husband.

“If you may know, Syila why did this morning look happy?” abraham asked curiously and placed his chin on Ashila's shoulder.

“Asyila can't wait to wait for the fasting month, Mas Abraham. Tomorrow we will go to Jakarta and will pass the first fast there,” replied Asyila.

“Oh, so that's the reason why Asyila this morning looks so happy. In fact, the morning sun just lost beautiful,” praise Abraham.

Asyila frowned and laughed off listening to her husband who praised her.

“Kok even laughed?” abraham asked curiously.

“How not to laugh, Mas is too exaggerated in praising Asyila,” replied Asyila.

Abraham laughed at the answer from his husband.

“Oek... Oek... Oek..” Baby Akbar suddenly cried and immediately Asyila released her husband's embrace to immediately approach their tiny baby who was crying.

“Cup... Cup... Pt ... Don't cry!” pinta Asyila holding her little baby.

Abraham could only pay attention to his little wife who was trying to calm their baby.

“Dreaming Mother instantly silent?” asyila asked the tiny baby who suddenly stopped her crying.

Abraham moved his hand gesturing for his little wife to come to him immediately.

“For a while, Mas, Syila try to put our baby into the baby basket,” said Asyila and put the tiny baby back into the baby basket.

When Asyila wanted to go back to her husband, suddenly the sound of the door being knocked.

“Tok.. tok.. tok.

“Who?” asyila asked as she quickly changed her clothes with covered clothes.

“Dyah!” yelled Dyah from outside the room door.

“Iya Dyah, what is it?” asked Asyila from inside the room who was still trying to change her clothes as quickly as possible.

“There's something Dyah wants to say, Aunty!”

Asyila who had finished changing her clothes rushed to open the door for Dyah. While the husband chose to cover his entire body with a blanket and only visible part of his head.

“Iya Dyah, is there anything important you want to say?” ask Asyila curiously.

“Begini Aunty, tonight Bela sleeps at Dyah's house ya!” dyah Pinta.

“Did Bela agree to it? If Bela agrees, it is impossible for Aunty or your Uncle to forbid it,” replied Asyila.

“Thank you, Aunty. Then, Dyah take Bela to Dyah's house now yes!” pinta Dyah who looks very happy like something amazingly beautiful.

Asyila let out a small laugh hearing Dyah's request.

“It's still very early in the morning, why not later after breakfast?”

“Oh yes, why did Dyah forget,” reply Dyah and waltzed away to make breakfast.

Asyila, who had taken a bath, rushed back into the room and put on her hijab to immediately go down to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

“Mas, Syila to the bottom yes. Want to cook breakfast.”

Abraham could only agree, though he still wanted to hug his little wife in bed.

“Aunty why get off? This morning let Dyah and Bela cook breakfast,” bright Dyah who was slicing chives at the time.

“Really?” ask Ashila to make sure.

Dyah and Bela immediately agreed so compactly.

“Alright, then Aunty will sweep the floor,” said Asyila who was getting ready to take the floor broom.

“Aunty don't need to do it,” prevent Dyah.

“Because we have already swept and also mopped the floor,” Dyah replied and blinked one eye to Asyila.

“Then, what will Aunty do if all the homework has been taken over?” ask Asyila to be confused.

He scratched his head while smiling foolishly.

“Ya already then, Aunty just play with little granddaughter Aunty,” said Asyila and rushed to find her first grandchild, little Asyila.

Dyah chuckled, while Bela smiled sweetly.

“Come let's continue again!” Dyah resumed his cooking work as well as Bela who helped Dyah to prepare breakfast.

***

Afternoon.

Abraham, Ashila and their little baby that afternoon were in the living room.

In the living room, there were only the three of them. Because, Bela that day until tomorrow stay at the small family residence Dyah.

“Mas, Bela now again what is it?” asked Asyila who looked rather sad.

Seeing his wife's sad face, Abraham smiled.

“Kas even smiled like that?” ask Ashila and put her lips together.

“Bu-not Mas's intention to mock Syila, but Mas was happy to see Asyila's face like that. It is clear that Syila is not willing if Bela sleeps at the house of Fahmi and Dyah,” explained Abraham.

“Not willing, Mas. It's just a little strange if there is no Bela,” reply Asyila.

“Iya, Mas know. Not tomorrow Bela has come home,” said Abraham and gave a friendly kiss on the forehead of Asyila.

“Hopefully Bela continues to be happy ya Mas.”

“God willing,” reply Abraham.

When Abraham was looking at the face of his little wife, Abraham's cell phone rang and immediately Abraham received the call.

“Assalamu’alaikum, yes Edi what is it?”

Asyila turned her head towards her husband who at that moment suddenly looked so panicked.

“Good, I'll be there soon. Wassalamu'alaikum!”

After disconnecting the phone, Abraham hurriedly ran towards the room to immediately change his clothes with a more tidy outfit.

Seeing her panicked husband, Asyila decided to immediately catch up with her husband who had just run away leaving her and their baby in the living room.

“Mas Abraham where are you going?” asyila asked as she had just walked into the room and saw her well-dressed husband.

“Edi told Mas that Dayat is currently in a coma in the hospital,” Abraham told his little wife.

“Innalilahi wa innailaihi rojiun, why did Pak Dayat get to Mas coma?” asyila asked in disbelief at what had happened to her husband's best friend.

“Mas also does not know for sure, because when Edi contacted Mas, Edi's voice was so raucous. To find out more clearly, Mas had to go to the hospital where Dayat was treated,” explained Abraham.

“Mas, Asyila come with ya!” pinta Asyila who wanted to accompany her husband went to see the state of Dayat.

Abraham stared fixedly at his wife's pair of pretty eyeballs and gently stroked Ashila's long hair which was tied up.

“Syila, instead of Mas do not want to be accompanied by Asyila. However, in the hospital, the AC was very cold and very incompatible with our baby. It is better that Mas go and Syila stay home with Akbar,” said Abraham and hope Asyila understood the meaning of his words.

Asyila gave her own lips and sadly she nodded in agreement.

“Just go home fast!” asyila pinta.

“God willing,” replied Abraham.

Abraham left his wife and baby at home.

Seeing her husband leave, Ashila could only pray that God would protect her husband wherever he was.

“Son, now we're alone at home. Mother actually really wants to go, but what is said by your father is true,” said Asyila.