Abraham and Asyila 2

The Mbok Num

Daytime.

Asyila was busy putting the peanut cake in the jar, she did it alone because Dyah and Ema were having business that they could not stay.

Asyila did not mind at all, however she did all her work with a happy heart.

That night, Abraham was not home. Because he was visiting Mbah Tedjo and others as well as watching the construction workers who were building mosques and some shops.

“Aunty, Akbar's sister crying,” said Bela who had been commissioned by Asyila to look after her tiny baby.

“Iya Bela darling, thank you! Aunty wants to wash her hands first to be clean,” reply Asyila.

Bela runs to return to the living room while looking after the tiny baby of Abraham and Asyila.

The young woman washes her hands before touching her baby.

After washing his hands clean, he immediately ran to breastfeed his tiny baby.

“Oek... Oek... Oek ..” The sound of Akbar's crying became more and more.

“Iya darling, this is Mommy. Don't cry, baby,” said Asyila while holding baby Akbar very carefully.

Asyila held the baby and carried him into the room.

Seeing Asyila who was busy with baby Akbar, Bela decided to help Asyila put the bean cake into the jar.

What Bela did was simply to thank Asyila and Abraham for the kindness that had lifted her degree.

“Oek... Oek... Oek..” Baby Akbar continues to cry because it has not been given ASI by the Mother.

“Iya dear, a minute yes. We go to the room first,” said Asyila.

They went into the room and carefully Asyila put her little baby on the bed. Then, breastfeed her tiny baby to stop crying immediately.

“Haus yes dear? Forgive Mother yes dear, not the intention of Mother ignoring Akbar. Drink that much yes Akbar dear and do not cry again!” pinta Asyila to her little baby.

Asyila slowly felt drowsiness, even more so when she lay in bed while breastfeeding her tiny baby.

It did not take long, Asyila finally overslept by still breastfeeding her tiny baby.

1 Hour later.

Asyila was aghast from her sleep and realized that she had fallen asleep. He turned to the clock on the wall which showed at 2pm.

“Yes Allah, astagfirullahaladzim.” Asyila gave a quick glance at her little baby who was asleep and at that time Asyila got out of bed because she had to continue her work that had been delayed.

Asyila left her little baby just like that and wished Akbar's baby to sleep until she was done with her job.

“Bela dear, this is all Bela who continues?” ask Asyila when she saw the stack of peanut butter cakes jars neatly arranged on the dining table.

“Iya Aunty,” Reply Bela with a shy smile.

Asyila felt deeply moved by what Bela had done. Asyila smiled and hugged Bela's body.

“Thank you Bela dear, it should be Aunty who did this and not Bela,” Asyila said.

“Defenders like to help Aunty, please don't forbid Bela to help Aunty Asyila again!” pinta Bela because during her stay in that house or in Jakarta, Asyila never ordered herself to do this alias homework.

“Masya Allah, Aunty is very happy and touched by Bela's request. Because it was Bela's wish, well Aunty granted,” replied Asyila with her sweet smile.

“Horeeee! Thank goodness!” Bela looks so happy that she jumps for joy.

Bela's response reminded Asyila of her other two children, Arsyad and Ashraf.

Afternoon.

Asyila and Bela had just performed the ashar prayer in the room.

“Bela has a shower?” ask Ashila to Bela.

“Already, Aunty,” Reply Bela shyly.

“Bela now accompany baby sister yes, Aunty want to prepare warm water for baby sister bath.”

“Good, Aunty,” Reply Bela.

Asyila tidied up her face and put it back to where she was. Then, he went into the bathroom to prepare the warm water of his tiny baby.

Why is Abraham not home yet? Asyila was worried about Abraham.

While preparing the warm water, Ashila thought of her husband who had not yet returned home. Abraham said he would be home before 3 p.m.

The warm water for Akbar's baby bath is ready. Asyila came out of the bathroom and slowly undressed her tiny baby.

“We take a shower, baby,” said Asyila to her tiny baby who was awake at the time.

Because baby Akbar wants to take a bath, Bela was willing to get out of the room and decided to study alone in the family room. Currently, Bela was able to read smoothly. He could read with the help of Ashila and Arshad who patiently helped him. Bela was very happy, because he finally could read smoothly like the others.

Just as Bela had just walked out of the room, she faintly heard the sound of a car that had just arrived. Bela ran over to make sure that the husband of Ashila had arrived.

Bela smiled and ran to tell Asyila that Abraham had returned.

“Aunty, Uncle just arrived,” Bela said.

“Really?” asked Asyila who looked very happy because her husband had returned.

“Iya, Aunty,” Reply Bela.

Asyila's heart immediately flowered like not meeting her lover for a long time.

Asyila had finished bathing Akbar and at the same time Abraham entered the room.

Seeing Abraham who was already in the room, Bela quickly came out because he did not want to disturb the privacy of the couple.

“Mas Abraham Where to?” asked Asyila with a timid look.

“Alhamdulillah, it turns out that there are kangen,” reply Abraham and chuckle small.

“Oh, so. Didn't Abraham miss Asyila?” ask Asyila while putting her little baby clothes on.

Abraham smiled widely and peeked at his little wife's cheek repeatedly.

“Mas, Asyila is focusing on dressing baby Akbar in clothes,” Asyila said.

“Then, after putting on our baby clothes. Asyila directly focus to Mas ya!” pinta Abraham's.

“Haaa?” Ashila was shocked to hear her husband's request. “Haha.. haha.” This time Asyila laughed because her husband's words really made her husband look adorable.

“Mas happy to see Asyila can laugh like this,” said a serious antagonist.

“Asyila is also happy if Mas comes home with a good condition,” reply Asyila.

“Asyila is now ready, in front there is someone who wants to meet Syila,” said Abraham.

“Someone? Does Ashila recognize him?” ask Asyila curiously.

“No,” replied Abraham. “Both Asyila should meet him,” reply Abraham.

So curious, Asyila also quickly changed her clothes and did not forget to wear her hijab. After that, she held her tiny baby to immediately meet the person her husband meant.

Abraham hugged his wife by the waist while leading her little wife into the living room.

“Mbok Num! Introduce this to my wife, Asyila,” Asyila said introducing her little wife to the middle-aged woman she brought with her to help her little wife make peanut cakes.

“Assalamu’alaikum, I am Asyila, Mas Abraham's wife,” Asyila said as she shook hands with the middle-aged woman in front of her.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, I mbok Num. I arrived yesterday because I want to work with Miss Asyila,”.

Asyila gladly accepted Mbok Num, however her husband had tried to find her someone to hire.

Abraham explains to his little wife that Mbok Num has no place to live and will stay in the house while accompanying Asyila to take care of their tiny baby.

Hearing the explanation from her husband, Asyila happily accepted the presence of Mbok Num.

“Because Mbok Num is here, let's go Asyila!” bring Asyila.

Asyila took Mbok Num to a room that would be occupied by Mbok Num in the future.

“Mbok Num, from now on this bedroom Mbok Num. May Mbok Num feel at home yes stay in this house with me and family,” said Asyila with a very friendly and polite.

First met with Asyila, Mbok Num impressed and amazed by the figure of Asyila who is so good at talking and also respecting women older than him.

“Thank you, Miss Asyila,” reply Mbok Num.

“Mbok Num don't call me like that, call me Asyila only. I would be happier if Mbok Num calls me Asyila without any frills Miss,” explained Asyila.

Mbok Num refused Ashila's request, however, Asyila was now her employer.

Asyila could not force the desire Mbok Num, although he himself was uncomfortable with the call.

“Ya already, Mbok Num rest first yes. Definitely Mbok Num tired, I'm sorry first.”

“Thank you, Miss Asyila,” reply Mbok Num.

Asyila followed her husband in the living room. However, her husband was not there and Ashila went to the bedroom, perhaps her husband was in the room.

“Honey, look Daddy is taking a bath,” said Asyila softly and put baby Akbar into the cot very carefully so that the baby does not wake up.

After Akbar's baby was completely comfortable in her cot, Asyila then walked up to the wardrobe to prepare the clothes to be used by her husband.

It didn't take long, Abraham finally came out of the bathroom with wet hair that made him look seductive.

Asyila swallowed her saliva with great difficulty and quickly turned her face away from blushing in shame with her husband figure.

Abraham chuckled amusedly and with a body that was not yet completely dry, he embraced the wife from behind.

“Cold, Mas,” says Asyila.

“Cold like this Asyila ya still like,” reply Abraham.

“Mas is very smart if you reply to the words of Asyila,” said Asyila who now turned her body to face her husband. “Muacchhh!” Asyila passionately kissed her husband's lips.

Abraham was stunned for a moment because his little wife kissed him all of a sudden.

Ashila, who was initially shy, suddenly laughed at her husband's surprised expression, which made her husband strange.

Abraham regained his senses and returned his little wife's kisses.

“Mas perverted,” chirps Asyila and closes her lips with both hands.

Abraham's eyebrows raised next to hear his little wife who always called himself a perverted man.

“Syila Flirty,” reply Abraham.

They throw taunts at each other.

“Sssuutt!” Abraham gestured for his little wife to be quiet because their little baby was moving around in the cot.

Asyila turned her head very seriously towards their tiny baby and wished that Akbar's baby would not cry.

“Alhamdulillah,” said Asyila when she saw baby Akbar resumed his sleep.

Abraham, who was not yet dressed, quickly put on his clothes so as not to catch a cold.

Seeing her husband busy wearing clothes, Asyila decided to prepare food for her husband as well as Mbok Num.

“Mas, Syila to the kitchen first yes,” said Asyila and sauntered away to the kitchen.

Asyila walked to the kitchen and saw Mbok Num washing dirty dishes.

“Mbok Num, this one let Asyila alone,” said Asyila who wants to take over washing dishes.

“No need, Miss Asyila. Let Mbok Num alone, after all this is the work of Mbok Num,” Mbok Num replied.

“The job of Mbok Num is just to help me make bean cakes as well as keep baby Akbar. If this one is my duty,” explained Asyila.

Mbok Num instantly touched both hands of Ashila.

“Nona Asyila, I beg you to let me stay here. No salary is okay, the important thing is that I can stay here. I live alone, my husband has died and from our marriage, we were not given offspring by God,” he said.

Asyila was surprised to hear the information from Mbok Num. To stay at home, Mbok Num willing not paid as long as they have a place to live.

“Mbok Num what's the talk? If Mbok Num wants to work here it is okay, but if the matter is not paid in my opinion it is a crime. Anyway, I will still give Mbok Num money,” said Asyila.

“Alhamdulillah,” said Mbok Num with teary eyes.

“Mbok Num should not be sad, now Mbok Num help me arrange the dishes on the dining table for us to eat together. About this dirty plate let Asyila wash it,” said Asyila.

“Good, Miss Asyila,” replied Mbok Num.

Bela suddenly came and helped Ashila prepare food for their afternoon meal.

“Thank you, Bela darling,” said Asyila to Bela.