Abraham and Asyila 2

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Abraham accidentally nudged a pile of books at his desk, so the books were scattered on the floor.

“Already, let me take care of it,” said Yogi while collecting books scattered on the floor.

Abraham looks very messy, his hair that let it be neatly arranged is now disheveled. How not, Abraham that afternoon seemed confused because the wife had no news at all. He has even asked his best friends, Dayat and Edi to find the whereabouts of the wife but, the results are nil.

Yogi was sorry to see his best friend just sitting quietly so agitated.

“What really happened to my wife? What he is facing is out there,” said Abraham with eyes that began to turn red.

“Asyila is not a weak woman, Abraham. I believe that Asyila is fine,” said Yogi trying to appease Abraham. Yogi himself was not sure of his words. But he said that to make Abraham a little calmer.

”Dddrrrtttt!” Abraham's smartphone shook and Abraham quickly grabbed his phone in front of him.

“Iya, how? Has my wife met?” abraham asked enthusiastically.

From across the phone, Dayat tells him that he and the team tasked with searching for missing persons have not found Abraham's wife. Abraham's head was hit by negative things.

“It's time for you to help me find Asyila, I want before 10 pm you can find Asyila,” said Abraham and turned off the phone.

Yogi who heard and saw his best friend's face panicked. He also could not do much to calm his friend's mind.

“I'm sorry for a minute,” Yogi said when he found out that his wife, Ema. Contacting himself.

He came out of the study and received a phone call from his wife.

“Assalamu’alaikum, yes sister what is it?” ask Yogi because he doesn't usually call himself during business hours.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, Brother now with Mr Abraham? Ashraf had locked himself in his room and kept calling his mother. Please tell Mr. Abraham to persuade Ashraf!” pinta Ema from across the phone.

“Good, Brother will tell Abraham soon,” Yogi reply.

“Thank you, Brother. wassalamu'alaikum.”

“Wa'alaikumsalam.”

Yogi put his phone back in his pants and rushed to tell his best friend that Ashraf was locked up and kept crying.

“It's best to go home! All work let me handle it,” said Yogi and back in his chair, “Ashraf needs you,”.

Abraham lifted his head and turned to his friend.

“What is Ashraf crying?” ask Abraham.

“Yes. Ashraf was crying and shutting himself in the room, ” Yogi replied.

Without thinking, Abraham immediately put his phone in his pants pocket and put other items in his briefcase.

“Alright, I'll be home now. Sorry to bother you,” said Abraham and sauntered out of the room in such a hurry.

****

Ema was still trying to calm Ashraf down and asked Ashraf to open the door immediately. However, Ashraf continued to cry in the room and was reluctant to open the door.

“Huhu... Mother!” Ashraf cried as he continued to call his mother.

“Ashraf don't cry!” Kahfi also tried to make his best friend to immediately stop crying.

At the same time, Abraham arrived and did not forget to say hello before entering the house of Ema and Yogi.

“Assalamu’alaikum!” Abraham said hello while knocking on the door.

Ema who heard it immediately rushed out and returned the greetings from her husband's best friend.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, fortunately Mr. Abraham soon came. Ashraf from earlier did not want to go out of the room,” bright Ema restless.

“Where's Ashraf?” ask Abraham.

Ema rushed to the room she was referring to and Abraham followed her from behind.

“Ashraf is inside,” said Ema right in front of the door of her little son's room, Kahfi.

Abraham approached and tried to call his little son who from outside the room heard the sound of his crying.

“Ashraf darling! This is Dad,” Abraham said as he placed his right cheek on the bedroom door.

“Where is Mother?” ask Ashraf from the room.

“If Ashraf is in the room, where can I meet Mommy?” ask Abraham.

Ashraf quickly opened the door and hugged his father's leg.

“Here Daddy hugs!” Abraham lifted up his little son's body and embraced Ashraf's small body.

“Hiks... hiks.... Dad, Mother where?” ashraf asked while crying in his beloved father's arms.

“Ema thank you for keeping Ashraf, Assalamu'alaikum!”

“Wa’alaikumsalam,” reply Ema.

Kahfi wanted to go with Abraham and Ashraf. However, Ema quickly prevented her little son.

“Kahfi his toys next time huh! Ashraf was sad and his father Ashraf tried to comfort Ashraf, Kahfi understood, right, Mama meant?” asked Ema with a tight grip on her little son's hand.

“Good, Mama,” Reply Kahfi.

Abraham set his foot toward the house in a hurry, so as to immediately calm his little son.

“Mother where? Mother...” Ashraf moved his body many times trying to go down in order to find the whereabouts of the Mother. However, his strength was lost to the power of his beloved father.

“Ashraf can't cry like this!” abraham's sudden orders were very strict with Ashraf. Abraham did this so that Ashraf would not cry easily.

Abraham's words were very powerful, Ashraf suddenly fell silent and did not cry anymore. Even so, her tears continued to pour out profusely.

“Bunda will soon be home, if Ashraf cries continuously, Mother will not want to go home. Ashraf wants to sleep alone?” ask Abraham and sit down on the sofa with Ashraf.

Ashraf shook his head and immediately wiped away his tears. She did not want her mother to go home because she kept crying.

“What's still crying?” abraham asked with a serious face.

Ashraf shook his head and tried not to let out his tears again.

“Ashraf sat here first, Dad will take drinking water!” Abraham's Commandments.

Ashraf sat in silence and was very obedient to what Abraham had commanded.

“Now drink and spend!” pinta Abraham handed him a glass of water.

Ashraf took a glass of water in Abraham's hand and gulped it down.

“This hug Daddy!”

Ashraf apologized for crying and upsetting his father. It does not escape the upbringing of Abraham and Asyila to Arshad and Ashraf if they make the slightest mistake, they must apologize and realize their mistake.

“Now Ashraf is taking a shower with Dad!” take Abraham and raise his little son's body high.

Ashraf, who was sad, can now laugh. At least, he could forget for a moment the reason why he cried and locked himself in Kahfi's room.

****

Nightfall.

Ashraf got out of his bed and looked for the whereabouts of his father. He walked out of the room and called his beloved father.

“Dad... Dad!” Ashraf began to descend the stairs while holding on to the side of the stairs.

Abraham, who was sitting in the living room waiting for news from Dayat and the other team, rushed to his little son, Ashraf.

“Dear baby, what's up? Why wake?” abraham asked and carried Ashraf's little body.

“Mother hasn't come home yet Dad? Ashraf wants to eat,” light Ashraf while touching his stomach.

Abraham patted his own eel for forgetting to give his little son some food.

“Astaghfirullah, I'm sorry son. What would Ashraf eat?” abraham asked and stepped into the kitchen, holding Ashraf.

Ashraf is confused and asks his father to open the contents of the refrigerator.

“You're it!” Appoint Ashraf when you see an egg in the refrigerator.

Abraham agreed with Ashraf's wish and placed his baby on the chair.

“Ashraf sitting here huh! Dad will make a side dish for us to eat,” said Abraham and immediately cook food for the two of them.

Otherside.

Asyila was in a shopping mall and was buying some groceries and snacks for her husband and baby, Ashraf. Asyila knew that she was being looked forward to by her husband and their little son at home. However, Asyila was reluctant to give any news of the existence that night.

“How Many Mbak?” ask Asyila.

After paying for her groceries, Ashila rushed out of the place to immediately return home.

“Nona Asyila! Miss Asyila!”

Asyila frowned and looked a little confused as she faintly heard someone calling her name.

“Nona Asyila!”

Again the voice was heard and slowly the sound was getting closer to Asyila.

“Nona Asyila!”

Asyila immediately turned around and it turned out that she recognized the person who kept calling her name.

“Pak Dayat,” said Asyila with a half-nodding head.

Dayat sighed in disarray as he continued to run towards the wife of his best friend.

“Nona Asyila anywhere?” ask Dayat and get ready to contact his best friend, Abraham.

Asyila quickly prevented Dayat from contacting her husband. However, Asyila wanted that she was the one who explained why she didn't come home. It was better for Ashila to tell it herself than for someone else to tell it to her husband.

“Please do not contact Mas Abraham, I will tell all to Mas Abraham,” said Asyila.

Dayat thought for a moment and finally agreed with Asyila's wishes. After all, it was their household affairs and Dayat was unlikely to interfere in their household affairs.

“Then I came home, Mas Abraham and Ashraf must have been waiting for me. Assalamu'alaikum!”

“Wa’alaikumsalam,” reply Dayat.

Asyila set her foot in such a hurry, she was worried that Dayat would break her words to not tell her who had been found.

*****

Asyila had arrived on her husband's motorbike, not wanting to waste time, Asyila immediately knocked on the door of the house.

“Assalamu’alaikum! Mas Abraham, Ashraf!” Asyila knocked on the door and kept calling for her husband and children.

Abraham who was in the family room immediately ran when he heard the voice of his woman.

“Yes Allah, Syila!” Abraham, who had just opened the door, immediately pulled Ashila's body into his arms. Abraham, who had initially looked strong, was now weeping.

Abraham could not help but feel sad and moved because his little wife had returned and was safe.

“Syila from anywhere?” abraham asked, hugging his little wife tightly.

“Pardon Asyila, Mas. Asyila was actually kidnapped,” explained Asyila.

Abraham was shocked and immediately took his little wife inside. Arriving inside the house, Abraham immediately carried the body of his little wife to immediately go to their room. But before rushing to the room, Abraham first locked the door of the house and finally brought Ashila into the room.

After being in the room, Abraham immediately removed the hijab and began to check whether the wife's body was injured or not.

“Mas need not worry, Asyila is okay and the person who kidnapped Asyila did not hurt or approach Asyila easily,” explained Asyila.

“Really? Tell me how Syila got kidnapped and tell me where they are! Mas will make a lesson to them,” said Abraham with a gaze full of anger.

Asyila tells how she and the others survived. Of course, Asyila told about their cooperation in defeating those inhumane people. However, Asyila did not tell about the martial skills she had.

If only Abraham had known the reason Asyila was kidnapped because of the intentional element of Ashila who wanted to be kidnapped, Abraham would have been furious with him. And Ashila did not want that to happen so she could no longer use her skills to help people in need.

There will come a time when Abraham will know about Ashila's skills, but not for the near future. Because Asyila still wants to hone her skills and expertise.

“Does Syila know what she is most afraid of? Mas most afraid if Asyila why-why and disappear from the sight of Mas,” said Abraham and re-hugging the body of the wife.

“Mas need not fear, God will surely take care of Asyila. After all, they can no longer disturb Asyila,” explained Asyila.

“Promise not to go out without Mas's knowledge!” ask Abraham to make a promise to his wife.

“Ashraf where, Mas?” ask Asyila to divert the conversation.

“Ashraf is in the next room,” replied Abraham.

“Mas, we continue later ya chatnya. Asyila had to shower because Asyila's body smelled of sweat,” said Asyila and immediately grabbed her towel to immediately enter the bathroom.

Abraham felt that something was hidden from his wife. But Abraham did not want to ask any further. After all, if the time comes the wife will definitely tell the real reason.

“Because Syila is taking a bath, I should prepare her clothes,” said Abraham and rushed to take a change of clothes for his wife.

Abraham loved his little wife very much, every second he thought was his little wife. Only then did he think of his two little sons, instead of Abraham being selfish. However, it was Asyila who was able to make her life more colorful and her two little sons were those colors.

Abraham 💖 Ashila