Abraham and Asyila 2

Activities In The Morning

A few days later.

Asyila's activities went on as usual, she became a good wife and mother for Ashraf. Abraham has learned the reason why his wife was kidnapped, after watching the news on television about the men who kidnapped and forced the women to do the dirty and dirty work.

Despite this, Abraham still did not know that his wife wanted to be kidnapped and had expertise in martial arts.

“Mas why from just sitting and not drinking the water that Asyila presents?” asyila asked curiously and landed her buttocks on the chair next to her husband.

Asyila touched her husband's right hand and held it tightly.

“What do I want Asyila to make coffee or tea?” ask Asyila maybe the husband wants to enjoy one of the two offers.

Abraham shook his head and stroked his wife's chin with a loving look.

“Don't Syila know Mas doesn't like coffee or tea. Rather than that, can Mas enjoy Syila?” abraham asked expectantly.

“It's still very early, Mas. Isn't it before dawn we've..” Asyila was very embarrassed to continue her speech and chose to leave her husband on the front porch of the house in a hasty step.

Abraham chuckled at the reaction of his wife who still seemed timid to him.

“My wife is always tempting,” said Abraham and immediately sipped the drinking water provided by Asyila.

Asyila ran into the kitchen and accidentally hit Ashraf's small body. Fortunately, Ashila immediately caught Ashraf's body that was about to fall.

“Mother!” Ashraf half-shouted in surprise.

”You're making Mommy surprised, baby. What is Ashraf looking for in the kitchen?” asyila asked and crouched down right in front of her little son, Ashraf.

“You drink milk, mother.”

”Ohh, so this beloved Mother wants to drink milk? Want to drink milk what taste baby?”

“Vanilla, Mother,” replied Ashraf.

“Yes already, then Mommy will make milk for Ashraf. Ashraf accompany Dad in front ya!” asyila pinta.

Ashraf agreed and immediately approached his father who was still sitting in front of the terrace by continuing to look at the ornamental plants owned by the wife who was well maintained.

“Loh, Father's Son and Mother are awake! Here Daddy riding on Daddy's lap!” Abraham was so happy to see the face of his little son who had just woken up from sleep. He lifted Ashraf's body into his lap.

“Muachh... Muacchh!” Abraham furiously kissed Ashraf's cheek repeatedly and it was clear that Ashraf did not like what Abraham was doing.

“Do not Father!” pinta Ashraf with teary eyes as if to prepare to shed those tears.

“Sorry-sorry, if Ashraf doesn't like Daddy kissing,” said Abraham and immediately covered his own mouth with one hand.

Ashraf descended from his father's lap and rushed to the water faucet. Turned on the water faucet by turning and immediately he washed his face to clean the remnants of saliva that is still attached around his mouth.

“Smart boy,” praise Abraham who was very impressed by what Ashraf did.

After washing his face and felt enough, Ashraf again approached his father and climbed in the lap of the Father.

“Now Dad can kiss Ashraf again!” ask Abraham.

“Bby,” replied Ashraf and thrust his cheek on Abraham's lips.

Asyila had just arrived with a cup of vanilla flavored milk her little son, she smiled widely when she saw her husband and little son kissing each other on the cheeks.

“Hhmm... Mother why not invited?” ask Asyila pretending to be jealous.

“Thank you, Mother!” Ashraf carefully took the milk made by his beloved Mother and began to enjoy.

“Sama-sama dear,” reply Asyila and come sit down to join Abraham.

The morning atmosphere on Sunday was really warm as the three of them could spend more time together.

Arsyad, their first son had attended a school in one of the kindergartens in Jakarta, not too far from Asyila's parents' residence.

“Mas, Asyila misses Ashraf,” said Asyila by holding her husband's hand on her left side.

“Alright, let's go today!” bring Abraham who can not resist the wishes of the wife.

“Really? Thank you, Mas!” Asyila was too happy, to the point that she reflexively kissed her husband's cheek in front of Ashraf.

Ashraf, who saw the woman who gave birth and raised him, was happy and asked her mother to kiss him on the cheek.

“Come Mother!” take Ashraf with you while tugging Ashila's hand.

“Where are you, baby? Ashraf's milk is up?” asked Asyila and checked her little son's cup of milk, “Oh, it turned out to be over. Where is Ashraf going to take Mommy?” ask Asyila curiously.

“Mandi, Mother. Let's meet Arsyad quickly,” he answered very innocently plus a gaze that makes Asyila and Abraham can not ignore their little son.

Asyila turned to Abraham and Abraham gave a small nod.

Both of them rushed to the room to take a shower. Abraham was still sitting on the front porch.

“Tin.. tin...” At the same time, Eko came with Abraham's car.

“Good morning, Young master!” greet Eko while widening her smile.

“How? Has your wife improved?” ask Abraham who wants to know the condition of his personal driver's wife.

Eko walked over without any intention of sitting on an empty chair near Abraham.

“Alhamdulillah, my wife has started to improve. Insha Allah later in the afternoon you can go home,” answered Eko honestly.

“Thank God, because your wife will be discharged from the hospital today. So, you do not need to come to Jakarta,” said Abraham.

“Young master wants to Jakarta today?”

“Iya, Asyila misses Arsyad and it's time for us to visit Arsyad,” explained Abraham. Then, he went into the house.

Eko actually wants to take his young master to Jakarta. But, what can I do?

In the room.

Ashraf had finished his bath and Ashila was trying to put on clothes for Ashraf who could not stand still. As usual, Ashraf is a little difficult if you have to wear clothes. Asyila had to chase first in order to wear clothes to Ashraf.

“Can! Now Ashraf can't go anywhere!” Asyila quickly began to put on the clothes and was finally finished.

“No, Mother,” rejected Ashraf when she saw Asyila getting ready to put the powder on her face.

“Darling, why not? Ashraf wear this let it smell,” said Asyila and immediately put it on Ashraf's face.

Abraham went into the room and smiled to see his little son's face was covered in powder.

“Hiks... Hiks...” Ashraf suddenly cried when he saw Abraham's smile that looked like it was mocking him.

Instead of trying to calm the weeping Ashraf, Abraham and Ashila laughed.

“Huwaa... Huwaaaa!” Ashraf's crying is getting worse. He hid his whole body under the covers in shame.

“This magazine should entertain Ashraf,” said Asyila half-nagging.

Abraham scratched his head and approached his little son. First, he removed the blanket from Ashraf's body and then held Ashraf up high.

In fact Abraham's efforts were immediately successful, Ashraf laughed freely when he was lifted up high by Abraham.

“Masya Allah, this Mas is very smart,” praise Asyila.

“Who's husband used to dong? Asyila's husband!” abraham exclaimed and took his little son out of the room.

“Mas!” Ashila followed her husband from behind with a heart of flowers.

The three of them will have breakfast together and do not forget to invite Eko who happens to be in their residence.

“Honey, please call Mr Eko yes!” pinta Abraham's.

Ashraf agreed and with his small legs, he ran to find Eko who was sitting while smoking a cigarette.

“Pak Eko why burn paper? Later his mouth burned..” Ashraf has never seen a man smoke, including his father. So, he thought that cigarettes can make the mouth burn.

Eko was shocked and quickly turned off his cigarette.

“Bos small why here?” ask Eko who feels very guilty for letting Ashraf know that he is a smoker.

“Come breakfast!” Ashraf and holding the hand of his father's personal driver.

Arriving in the dining room, Ashraf complained about what he saw. He said that Eko wanted to burn his mouth.

Abraham and Ashilah were shocked by what Ashraf had said. Because all this time, Abraham forbade Eko to smoke around his house.

“I'm sorry, Young master,” said Eko.

“Hhmm... This is not to be repeated again, do not let Ashraf see it. You know for yourself, how dangerous it would be if one of us inhaled cigarette smoke,” Abraham said.

”I'm sorry, Young master. I promise I will not repeat it again,” reply Eko.

“Yes already, let's have breakfast together!” take Abraham.

Asyila filled her little son's plate first and put down the rice and side dishes that Ashraf wanted. Then, he took another plate to be enjoyed by her and her husband.

Abraham 💖 Ashila