Abraham and Asyila 2

Longs

Asyila has finished preparing the goods and needs while in Jakarta. They will probably be in Jakarta for a whole week.

“Is everything ready?” asked Abraham who had just entered the room after putting Ashraf to bed in the next room.

“Alhamdulillah, it's Mas. Ashraf is asleep?” ask Ashila to make sure.

“Of course, now is the time for us to sleep before leaving for Jakarta!” take Abraham and drop his body on the bed.

Asyila shook her head and was reluctant to join the husband who kept looking at her.

“Asyila cook first yes Mas,” said Asyila and Abraham also agreed the desire of the wife.

Abraham sighed as his wife actually came out of the room to cook the food. He honestly wants to spoil it with Asyila, but how else?

He could not ask his wife to accompany him and indulge in him.

“Hoek... Hoek..” Asyila ran into the bathroom near the kitchen and tried to spit out her guts which really made her feel dizzy.

At the same time, Abraham came down from the room to help his wife cook lunch. The man was surprised and ran as fast as he could towards the bathroom when he heard Asyila's voice that seemed to be vomiting.

“Syila!” call Abraham.

Ashila came out of the bathroom with a face that turned pale. He walked as if his feet were not strong to stand on.

“Syila Face why pale like this?” Abraham looks panicked and holds Asyila's body, ”Let's go to the hospital now!”

“Asyila don't want to go to the hospital, Mas. Asyila had to complete the task of Asyila in the kitchen.”

“Syila's health is more important than in the kitchen!”

“See! Asyila is fine,” said Asyila who tried to look better.

“Huh..’’ Abraham sighed and confirmed Asyila's wish.

“Good. But, Mas will help Syila cook!”

Asyila smiled sweetly and they cooked food together for their lunch.

****

Asyila's condition had improved after lunch, he and his small family would soon leave for Jakarta.

They just have to wait for the arrival of Dyah who also wants to come with them.

”Huh... Thank goodness! Dyah thought it had been left,” said Dyah who had just arrived with a breath of breath.

Asyila laughed at Dyah's words, ”How can we leave you?”

Dyah scrunched his forehead when he saw Asyila's paled face.

“Aunty sick huh?” ask Dyah to make sure that Ashila is okay.

“Slightly,” replied Asyila briefly.

Dyah turned to look at his Uncle who was standing while holding Ashraf's hand.

“What's up?” ask Abraham flatly.

”Aunty is sick and we will travel?” Dyah stared hard at his uncle.

Asyila touched Dyah's hands and said that she did not need treatment. Asyila continued to convince Dyah and her husband so that they immediately went to Jakarta.

“Mas, let's go!” take Asyila with a little spoiled.

Again Abraham could not resist the desire of the wife to quickly rush to Jakarta.

“Yes already, let's go! Bismilbornrahmanirrahim!”

“ Bismilbornrahmanirrahim!”

Ashraf chose to sit in the middle seat with Dyah. At least, he could be more free to sleep on Dyah's lap.

“Ashraf, do not ride on the thigh brother dong,” said Dyah half annoyed.

“Biarin,” replied Ashraf casually and confidently, he sat on Dyah's lap.

Abraham and Ashila laughed together when they saw their son's behavior.

“Uncle, don't forget the bonus yes!” dyah Pinta.

“What bonus?” abraham asked in amazement.

“Dyah is now a baby sitter for Ashraf, Uncle. So, Uncle had to give Dyah a bonus. Not much, enough money 10 sheets of red,” Dimah bright while holding his laugh.

“You yes, never changed in the past. In addition to eating, you are also a double eye,” Abraham taunted.

“Gini-gini, Dyah Uncle's most beautiful and cute nephew,” said Dyah praised himself.

“Still beautiful and cute Mother,” Ashraf chirps.

Dyah was anxious with Ashraf who was not on his side at all. It was like Dyah biting on Ashraf's cheek which was adorable like a donut.

Abraham and Asyila were only shaking their heads at Ashraf's words, always in favor of his beloved mother.

A few hours later.

Abraham and the others gave thanks when Abraham arrived. Just as they were getting out of the car, Arsyad had already run towards his parents.

“Dad! Mother!” The usually cheerful Arsyad suddenly turned into a crybaby.

As Arshad wept at his father's feet, Abraham was shocked and quickly lifted his first son's body into his arms.

“Why is your hero crying?” abraham asked, stroking his first son's hair.

“Arsyad kangen Daddy and Mommy,” replied Arsyad with a hoarse voice typical of people who were crying.

Asyila approached Arshad and spread out her hands.

“Mother also want to hug Arsyad!”

Ashraf who saw how whiny his brother could only gawk.

“Iissh.. His mouth is closed, Ashraf. Later there will be flies in,” said Dyah.

Ashraf immediately shut his mouth tightly and asked his father to carry him as well.

“It turns out Ashraf wants Daddy to be fat too yeah!”

Arumi and Herwan come to his favorite daughter and daughter-in-law.

“Assalamu'alaikum Father, Mother!”

“Wa’alaikumsalam!”

Abraham first kissed the back of his father-in-law's hand and then Ashila.

“Loh, this is why Arsyad is crying?” asked Arumi astonished because before Arsyad did not cry let alone willing.

“Hiks... Hix... Arsyad kangen Same father Mother,” answered who still hugged Asyila.

“How are Grandma and Grandpa?” greet Dyah and do not forget to kiss the back of his uncle's in-laws' hands.

“Alhamdulillah, fine. You are now kurusan ya,” said Arumi.

Abraham and Ashila only realized that Dyah's body was a little thinner.

“Don't stare at Dyah like that, Grandma just realized Dyah's change, why don't Uncle and Aunty?” ask Dyah annoyed.

“Already, we continue our conversation inside. I've cooked food for you!” bring Arumi.

Arsyad reluctantly came down from Ashila's sling, he really looked pitiful.

The taste of kangen that he craved should really he let out that afternoon as well.

“Darling, Mommy should take a shower, Arsyad the same Dad first yes!” pinta Asyila as gently as possible.

“Do not want, Arsyad want to be with Mother first. New to Dad,” answered him who was reluctant to let go of his embrace.

“Ya already, 5 minutes away Mother shower ya!” asyila pinta.

“Iya, mother.”

Ashraf began to sleepy, if he was sleepy he would have rubbed his own eyes.

“Dad..” Ashraf tugged at Abraham's collar.

Abraham was well aware of what Ashraf was doing. Not wanting to think long, he immediately brought his little son into the room.

“Honey, Mother take a shower! See Ashraf's sister has entered the room, would want to sleep,” said Asyila.

Arsyad still wants to linger with his mother. However, it is not possible to be selfish constantly.

“Kak Dyah, accompany Arsyad to the garden ya!” pinta Arsyad who now stands near Dyah.

Dyah who actually wanted to relax, could not resist the wishes of his sister.

“Alright, come! But, don't be long.”

Asyila continued to notice the back of her first son who was slowly starting to move away.

“Mumpung Arsyad again with Dyah, you quickly shower son,” said Arumi who suddenly came and made Asyila surprised.

Asyila stroked her chest that was almost dislodged.

“Mother made Asyila surprised,” Asyila said.

“Sorry, I took a shower. Poor food table Mother is considered like this,” concluded Arumi.

Asyila gave a small nod and rushed towards the husband's room.

“Aakkkhhh!” Asyila shouted when she had just entered the room.

“Ssssuuutt!” Abraham quickly silenced Asyila's mouth with his hand.

“This is your husband,” bright Abraham.

“Mmmmm..” Asyila could not speak at all because her mouth was still silenced by her husband.

“Sorry hehehe.” Abraham immediately distanced his hand and did not think long he let go of the hijab that Asyila was wearing.

“Mau want ap...” Not yet asked, the husband had kissed his lips impatiently.

Inevitably Ashila dissolves into the game of the husband, they enjoy it with love.

Then where's Ashraf? It turned out that Abraham put his little son in Dyah's room, so that Abraham would spend more time with his wife.

Asyila bellowed as her neck was pierced by her husband's lips, Abraham was really excited to warm up that afternoon. 😳

“Mmm.. Mas.. As-Asyila take a shower!" asyila pinta.

Instead of answering, Abraham kissed his little wife's lips again and deepened the kiss.

Every now and then Asyila sighs to enjoy what her husband is doing.

“Mas loves Asyila very much,” Abraham whispered wet in Asyila's ear.

“Asyila also loved Mas very much,” replied Asyila with her eyes closed.

Abraham took Ashila to the bed and warmed up again.

“Mas misses Asyila,” said Abraham while embracing the waist of Asyila.

“Mas, we wudhu and pray first yes!” asyila pinta.

“Alright, let's wudhu!” abraham before he had a husband-wife relationship.

Abraham 💖 Ashila