Abraham and Asyila 2

Back to Parting With a Loved Child

A few days later.

It was time for Abraham and Ashila to return to Bandung. They were both very sad, especially Asyila who was going back to parting ways with her two sons. That is, Arsyad and Ashraf because their two sons had to go to school.

“Mother..” Ashraf hugged his Mother very tightly, the little boy looked very sad because he had to part with his beloved Mother again.

“Darling, sorry Mother yes Son. Father, Mother, Baby Sister and Kak Bela must return to Bandung. Ashraf do not be sad, dear Mother, very dear to Ashraf,” said Asyila who was constantly crying because she had to part with her second son.

Arsyad, who had been trying to stay calm, finally gave up and cried. He cried and ran to his father who was holding his youngest brother, Akbar.

“Dad, Arsyad must miss Daddy, Mommy and also the baby sister,” said Arsyad on the sidelines of her crying.

“Sabar yes dear, what Arsyad is doing now will be a sweet fruit in the future. Learn smart yes Arsyad dear, listen to the words ustadz who taught Arsyad!”

“Good, Dad,” reply Arsyad with tears that keep flowing.

A few minutes later.

Abraham, Asyila, Baby Akbar and Bela had gotten into the car. Soon they will be traveling to Bandung.

Arumi and Herwan are unceasingly crying because their beloved daughter will soon return to Bandung and somehow they will meet again.

Abraham and Asyila compactly said goodbye, they waved their hands and did not forget to give their best smile.

Ashraf who wanted to run after, was immediately restrained by Herwan.

“Dad! Mother!” shout Ashraf.

Arshad approached to hug his sister.

“Already, brother. Do not cry, sometime we can definitely meet with Father, Mother and baby sister,” said Arsyad.

“Hiks... Hiks...” Ashraf was still crying, maybe that way he could be a bit calmer.

At the same time.

Asyila cried by leaning on her husband's shoulder, she cried when she remembered how the faces of their two children, namely Arsyad and Ashraf who had to go back to experiencing separation. Although, their farewell was only temporary.

“Sorry yes Mas, Asyila today is crybaby,” said Asyila.

“Not only Syila who was crybaby, your husband is also crybaby,” reply Abraham who was crying before. But Abraham did not weep as long as Asyila, his little wife.

“Mas, will Arsyad and Ashraf continue to cry?” ask Ashila very seriously.

“Why did Syila ask like that? They are strong children, after all there is a Father and also a Mother who will certainly try to calm our two sons,” replied Abraham.

“Thank God then,” said Asyila who slowly began to calm down.

Asyila continued to lean on her husband's shoulder, while their little baby was comfortably in Abraham's arms.

“Mr Abraham, we go directly to Absyil housing or is there a place you want to visit?” ask Eko.

Abraham did not immediately give a decision, he first asked his little wife. Maybe the wife wants to stop by somewhere.

“Syila, we stop by somewhere first what goes straight home?” ask Abraham.

“We stop by the gift shop, we share it with the neighbors around. Who knows they will visit our house and after all Dyah has been in the housing of Absyil since yesterday, surely Dyah will come to our house,” explained Asyila.

“You heard my wife say, Eko?” abraham asked his personal driver.

“Ready, Miss Asyila and Old Abraham!” eko exclaimed with excitement.

Bela, who was sitting in the front seat, only fell silent after taking anti-sickness medication.

It did not take long, Bela also fell asleep because of the effects of the drug.

Absyil Housing.

Abraham, Ashila and Bela compactly get off the car. Eko ran over to open the door immediately.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” said Abraham and others before entering the house.

Asyila covered her nose as the smell of dust smelled.

“Mas, a full month not cleaned it turns out a lot of dust yes,” said Asyila.

“Syila carrying baby Akbar first yes. Syila wait here, Mas will go to the room first!”

Abraham ran up the stairs to get to their room.

After entering the room, Abraham quickly cleaned the room and replaced the bed sheets, pillowcases, blankets and others with new ones.

About 20 minutes later, Abraham went down and asked Ashila to go into the room.

Before climbing the stairs, Ashila told Bela to rest first. Bela agreed and of course he did not immediately rest, he chose to clean the house first, even though he was never ruled by Abraham or Asyila.

“Thank you, Abraham. Supposedly, this room that cleans it is not Mas Abraham, but Asyila,” Asyila said.

“Why Syila said like that, now Syila can rest,” reply Abraham.

“Mas, we'd better tell Dad and Mom in Jakarta. They must have been waiting for news from us,” Asyila told her husband.

Abraham agreed and immediately pulled out his cellphone to contact family in Jakarta.

“Assalamu’alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,” said Abraham and Asyila.

“Wa’alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,” reply Arumi, Herwan and both Abraham and Asyila.

“Where are the fathers and Mothers?” asked Ashraf who sounded so excited.

“Ashraf dear, we have arrived at Absyil housing,” reply Abraham.

“Alhamdulillah, baby sister again what's Dad?” ask Ashraf.

“The baby sister is sleeping,” replied Abraham and Asyila in a compact manner.

They continued to talk as if they were facing each other face to face. Asyila was so happy, because both of her children sounded fine.

“Mas, Asyila to the bathroom first. Kebelet peed,” said Asyila straightforwardly.

Abraham chuckled at the expression of his little wife's face, then refocused on hearing the story of Arsyad and Ashraf.

“Dad, sometime Ashraf to Bandung ya!” pinta Ashraf who wants to go to Bandung.

“Dearly yes, if Ashraf has school off, I will definitely pick up Ashraf,” reply Abraham.

“Dad, Arsyad at all with Father, Mother and also baby sister,” said Arsyad.

“Iya Arsyad dear, we are very dear with Arsyad,” reply Abraham.

Asyila had finished urinating, she rushed to her husband who was talking with their two children.

“Arsyad and Ashraf do not forget to eat on time, eat enough and listen to the words of Grandma and Grandpa,” said Asyila gave a message to her two children.

“Good, Mother,” answered both obediently.

Asyila returned to tears and at that time Abraham hugged his little wife so that the wife could control her crying.

Asyila deliberately did not make the slightest sound, she was afraid that if both of their children heard, both of them would cry.