Abraham and Asyila 2

Mbok Num Rindu Madiun's

Inside the room, Ashila decided to continue her work of making bean cakes. While Abraham still wanted to be in the room to accompany their tiny baby who was awake at the time.

“Aunty!” call Bela when she sees Ashila walking towards the kitchen.

“Iya Bela darling!” assyila exclaimed and walked closer towards Bela who was holding the book.

“Aunty, Bela has done math.”

“Really? Try Aunty see!”

Asyila smiled widely and looked at the answer written by Bela.

“Bela, is this really Bela working on it?” ask Ashila to make sure.

“Sya, Aunty. Bela all who work on it,” replied Bela who looks impatient to know the results.

Asyila smiled widely and hugged a glimpse of Bela's body. Then, Asyila congratulated him because the task undertaken by Bela was all right.

“Bela dear, all the tasks that Bela answered there is nothing wrong. Wah, Bela besides being smart to read, also smart to count,” praise Asyila on Bela.

“Alhamdulillah, later give me another task ya Aunty!” pinta Bela was very eager to do the task given by Asyila.

“Iya Bela dear, Aunty will give the task to Bela every day. Now Bela learned to read alone huh, Aunty want to go to the kitchen first!”

Bela obeys an order from Ashila telling her to read.

“Mbok Num, we start making bean cakes yes,” said Asyila who just arrived in the kitchen.

“Ready, Miss Asyila,” Reply Mbok Num.

“Mbok Num has previously made peanut cakes?” ask Asyila.

“Alhamdulillah, already and often. It used to be pas Mbok still in Java, almost every lebaran made bean cakes,” explained Mbok Num.

“If you may know, Mbok Num used to live in Java where?” ask Asyila curiously.

“In east Java, more precisely in Madiun, Miss Asyila,” Mbok Num replied.

“Madiun? I think I've heard that name. It must be a good place, Mbok Num. Continue, the characteristic of the city of Madiun what is Mbok Num?” ask Asyila getting curious.

“Madison is also known for the city of girls, Miss Asyila.”

“Girl city? Meaning many beautiful girls there huh Mbok?”

“The girl is a trade, education and industrial artist, Miss Asyila,” Mbok Num said. “The famous imadiun is Sego pecel and there is also a madiun brem,” Mbok Num added.

“That's what Asyila meant earlier, Mbok. Therefore, when you hear Madiun a bit familiar. By the way Asyila quite like with madiun brem, if you enter the mouth it feels immediately nyes in the mouth,” said Asyila.

“If discussing Madiun, it feels Mbok wants to go there again. But, if there it Mbok confused where to go,” said Mbok Num.

“Why confused, Mbok? Is Mbok Num no brother there?” ask Asyila curiously.

Mbok Num shook his head, “Nothing, Miss Asyila. It has been decades also Mbok not to Madiun,” reply.

“Mbok Num don't be sad, just think of Asyila as the granddaughter of Mbok Num,” Asyila said and hugged a glimpse of Mbok Num to reduce the sadness of the middle-aged woman.

Mbok Num cried and the sound of crying was quite large, making Bela and Abraham approached the two who were in the kitchen.

“Syila, Mbok Num why cry?” abraham asked in panic.

Asyila turned to her husband and explained slowly and in detail the reason why Mbok Num was crying.

After hearing the explanation from Asyila, Abraham also understood the sadness and longing that Mbok Num felt.

“Mbok Num don't be sad yes, sometime we will vacation to Madiun,” said Abraham.

Mbok Num was surprised by the words of Abraham who wanted to take him to his homeland.

“No need, Mr. Abraham. Besides I have no brothers there,” Mbok Num replied.

“Mbok Num, isn't there a hotel? We can stay there,” said Abraham. “Mbok Num, don't cry anymore huh,” added Abraham.

At that time Mbok Num wiped his tears and no longer cried.

Seeing Mbok Num who had calmed down, Abraham went back to the room to look after baby Akbar. Meanwhile, Bela, decided to continue her studies in the family room.

“Mbok, now we start making bean cakes huh. Likely, later in the afternoon someone will take this peanut cake,” explained Asyila.

“Good, Miss Asyila,” Reply Mbok Num.

A few hours later.

Abraham was keen to find someone who would help his little wife, Abraham's departure certainly made Asyila a little worried because she did not want something bad to happen to her husband. Nevertheless, Abraham assured the wife that he would return home as soon as possible once he got a suitable man for his little wife.

“Uncle, go home later bring Dyah a snack ya!” pinta Dyah which has not been left behind when it comes to food, especially snacks.

“Iya, Dyah. Take it easy, Uncle will bring food and snacks for you,” reply Abraham.

Asyila approached to kiss the back of her husband's hand.

“Be careful Mas, quickly go home because there are we who always wait for the return of Mas Abraham,” said Asyila.

Abraham gently stroked the head of his little wife who was covered in the hijab, then kissed her forehead slowly and lovingly.

“Syila is calm yes, after Mas business looking for people for Asyila, Mas and Eko will be back soon,” explained Abraham.

Abraham kissed gently the cheeks of his little baby who was in the arms of his wife.

“Akbar darling, Daddy go first yes. Do not fuss, today Mother is very busy,” Abraham said to their tiny baby.

“Yes Dad, Akbar is not fussy. Dad quickly went home yes,” reply Asyila by mimicking the voice of a small child.

Abraham smiled and rushed into the car.

The car slowly came out of the yard area and finally came out of the Absyil housing.

They walked towards the living room, except Mbok Num who returned to continue his job of making peanut cakes.

Asyila can be a little more relaxed with the presence of Mbok Num, because Mbok Num does not need to be taught again how to make bean cakes.

“Bela has learned?” ask Ashila to Bela.

“Already, Aunty. But, Bela still wants to read a fairy tale book, let Bela more smoothly read it,” Bela replied.

“Enchance yes Bela, Aunty will definitely continue to help Bela to be smarter!”

“Thank you, Aunty,” Bela said with a big smile.

Dyah looked at Ashila and Bela in turn. Seeing Aunty who was so attentive to Bela, made Dyah more affectionate to the wife of his beloved Uncle.

“Dyah, what do you want to drink? Want tea, milk or ice mix?” ask Ashila to Dyah.

“Dyah later, Aunty,” reply Dyah.

Asyila confirmed the words of Dyah.

“If Bela wants to drink mixed ice again?” ask Ashila to Bela whom she had previously made mixed ice.

Bela with her sweet smile shook Ashila's offer.

“No, Aunty. Bela wants to read a book first,” Reply Bela.

Asyila once again gave Bela the spirit so that Bela was more excited in reading the book.

“Dyah, Aunty wants to go to the kitchen again. Your sister let Aunty put it on the pram, if your sister's fussy please call Aunty in the kitchen!” asyila pinta.

“Aunty take it easy, Dyah will take care of Adik Akbar like Dyah take care of Dyah's little daughter,” Dyah reply.

Asyila put her little baby carefully, then waltzed away following Mbok Num who had already been in the kitchen.

“Mbok Num,” call Asyila when you see Mbok Num standing while daydreaming something. “Mbok Num!” call Asyila once more while touching Mbok Num's shoulder.

“Yes Allah, sorry Miss Asyila. Mbok until daydreaming,” said Mbok Num who daydreams, 'kan his hometown, Madiun.

“Mbok Bun is thinking what? Tell Asyila what Mbok is thinking!”

“Nothing, Miss Asyila. Mbok just miss Madiun city and can't wait to get there,” he explained.

“Mbok Num who is patient yes, God willing we will go there,” reply Asyila.

Mbok Num smiled as he nodded his head repeatedly.

“Now we continue to print this bean cake yes Mbok!”

“Nggeh, Miss Asyila.”

At the same time, Eko drives a car to one of the houses previously referred to by Abraham.

In that house, Abraham would meet a woman who was almost the same age as Abraham.

“Sorry, Mr. Abraham. If I may know, whose home is it?” ask Eko curious.

“You will know after we get to later,” replied Abraham.

Eko scrunched his forehead and made himself even more curious about what Abraham would do.

It didn't take long, they arrived at the house Abraham was referring to.

“Come, get off with me!”

“Good, Mr. Abraham.”

The two of them got out of the car together and were immediately welcomed by a couple of husband and wife residents of the house.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” said Abraham and also Eko.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, let's go in!”

Without further ado, Abraham immediately asked the readiness of the woman before him to work as a dress tailor to help his little wife at home.

The woman immediately responded to Abraham's question because she really needed money for their living expenses.

“Alhamdulillah, then Mom tomorrow can come home. This is our home address,” said Abraham while giving a business card along with a home address.

“God willing, tomorrow morning I start working at Mr. Abraham's place,” reply.

“Then, I'm sorry because there is still something I have to finish,” said Abraham who could not linger.

“Master doesn't want to drink first?” ask the husband of the woman who will work as a dressmaker.

“Sorry, not so. I still have important business,” replied Abraham.

A couple of husband and wife, understand the busyness of Abraham.

Abraham smiled and said his greetings before leaving the house.

“Now where are we, Mr Abraham?” ask Eko who is already in the car and ready to take his Master wherever he wants.

“We go straight first!” Abraham's Commandments.

A few hours later.

Peanut cakes made by Asyila and also Mbok Num finally so well. Both of them compactly rest on the dining table chair while enjoying the mixed ice that is so fresh to enjoy.

“Thank you Mbok Num, thanks Mbok Num peanut cake so on time,” said Asyila.

“Alhamdulillah, Mbok happy to see Miss Asyila happy,” said Mbok Num.