Abraham and Asyila 2

Always Saying Gratitude

Dyah who was sitting relaxed while enjoying mixed ice was suddenly shocked when the gate of the house was opened, it turned out that the person who opened it was Eko.

“Pak Eko? Alhamdulillah, it turns out Uncle has returned,” said Dyah monologue.

Dyah then also moved from her seat to tell her Aunty that her beloved Uncle had returned.

“Aunty, Uncle is back,” Dyah said.

At that time Asyila also moved from her seat and ran small to immediately welcome the arrival of her beloved husband.

“Mas Abraham!” Asyila ran for a moment when Abraham just got out of the car.

Abraham smiled widely and quickly spread his hands wide to be able to hug his beloved wife.

“Hhmm... Uncle and Aunty are like Kajol and Shah Rukh Khan in the kuch kuch movie Hota hai,” chirps Dyah who sees both of them from the door.

“Thank God Mas came home safely, how was it today? Has Mas already got people to work with Asyila?” asyila asked her husband with a hug.

Eko, who saw the romance of the couple, chose to sit in his post because he did not want to disturb the privacy of the two.

“Alhamdulillah, from tomorrow morning they will both work,” Abraham explained.

“Thank God,” reply Asyila with great relief.

“Let's go inside, not good if linger outside. If anyone sees us like this, he is afraid that someone will be envious,” said Abraham and invited his little wife to immediately enter the house.

Dyah swung her lips as the couple passed by her.

“Where is baby Akbar?” ask Abraham who wants to kiss the cheeks of their little baby.

“There, Mas. In the family room,” replied Asyila.

“Asyila bean cake done?” abraham asked, embracing his wife's waist to the family room to bring Akbar's baby into the room.

“Alhamdulillah, it's Mas. Maybe soon the nut cake will be taken by Bu Narti,” explained Asyila.

“Thank God, don't forget to Mas's friend also yes,” said Abraham reminded his little wife.

“Mas take it easy, God willing, Asyila's peanut cake made in time,” reply Asyila.

Upon arrival in the family room, Abraham rushed to his tiny baby and kissed Akbar's puffed cheeks repeatedly until Akbar's baby woke up and cried because his sleep was disturbed by his father.

Asyila hit her husband's ass and tried to calm their little baby who was crying because of Abraham.

Abraham just laughed as he touched his butt that had just been hit by his little wife.

Fortunately, there was no Bela in the living room.

“Iya dear, don't cry yes. Bad dad, take it easy. Father has Mother taught me a lesson,” said Asyila while fondling baby Akbar.

Abraham could not stop laughing when he saw the expression on the face of his little wife who was upset because of her actions.

“Mas do not laugh constantly,” said Asyila.

Asyila's facial expression made Abraham even more fond of his little wife.

“Iya, Mas sorry. Come to room!” take Abraham by the waist of the wife.

“Don't be like that again, Mas. Sleeping child instead builtin,” chirped Asyila.

“Yes, Sorry,” sahut Abraham and kissed a glimpse of the right cheek of his little wife.

Both of them went to leave the family room to immediately enter their bedroom.

“Mas, when do we go to Madiun?” ask Asyila curiously.

“Mas not promised as soon as possible. But God willing, we will go there with Arshad, Ashraf and the rest of the family, ” Abraham said.

Asyila widened her smile to hear her husband's testimony.

“Thank you, my husband,” Asyila said.

“Thank you later if we have reached Madiun,” reply Abraham.

“Uh... Mas if this looks more handsome and mature,” praise Asyila with a gaze full of admiration.

Abraham was a little distrustful of the words of his little wife who praised him.

“Really? Doesn't Mas now look older?” ask Abraham.

“This paper says what? Who says old man?” ask Asyila back while putting their baby in the cot.

Then, walk closer to her husband.

Asyila smiled sweetly and wrapped her hands around her husband's neck with a little tiptoe.

“Mas is not old, it is the more day Mas cool,” praise Asyila.

Abraham's heart melted at once hearing his little wife praising him.

“Mas!” asyila shouted as Abraham dropped himself onto the bed.

Abraham laughed and kissed his little wife's whole face.

“Mas perverted,” chirps Asyila on her husband who unceasingly kissed her whole face.

“Asyla flirtatious,” reply Abraham.

“Kok so Asyila who Mas said flirty?” asyila asked and tried to cover her whole face from her husband's lips.

Abraham laughed as well as Ashila, the two of them looking very happy with each other.

“Tok! Geck! Tok!” The sound of knocking on the door.

Abraham and Asyila were both taken out of bed.

“Who?” abraham asked as he walked closer to the door.

Hearing this, Ashila quickly walked out of the room.

“Dyah, is Miss Narti?” ask Asyila.

“Not, Aunty. More precisely Bu Narti's nephew,” replied Dyah.

“You wait in front first yes, Aunty will go to the kitchen to remove the peanut cake,” said Asyila.

Abraham ran to the kitchen to help his wife bring the peanut butter cake out.

A few moments later.

Bu Narti's order of peanut cakes had already gotten into the car.

“This is the money, Ms. Narti ordered 150 jars of peanut cakes and it will be taken 3 more days,” bright man who is about 20 years old.

Ashila took the money and thanked him.

The niece of Ms. Narti also left the Absyil housing with her car.

“Alhamdulillah,” said Asyila while looking up at the sky.

Abraham smiled and embraced his little wife's waist while kissing her beloved wife's left cheek.

“Alhamdulillah,” said Abraham on the sustenance that God gave to his wife.

Asyila smiled and leaned on her husband's shoulder.

“Thank you, Mas. Asyila is lucky to have Mas as a couple assyila.”

“Mas was lucky to have Asyila, let's go inside. Poor Dyah if you see our affection,” said Abraham took his little wife inside while glancing at his nephew who stood not far from himself and the wife.

Dyah swung her lips and raised next to her eyebrows.

“Mesra continues, Dyah snacks are not bought,” Dyah chirps.

Abraham stopped his steps while looking at his nephew.

“Astagfirullahaladzim, Uncle almost forgot,” Abraham said.

“Bad uncle,” chirp Dyah with scrabble mode.

Abraham does not remember buying it, but the snacks and food are still in the car.

“Eko!” call Abraham to his private chauffeur who is relaxing in Eko's post.

Eko gasped and rushed to Abraham who called him.

“Yes, Mr Abraham!”

“Take out all the food and snacks I bought earlier. Oya, if you want to take it!”

Eko assented and did not forget to thank his Master.

Dyah clapped his hands eagerly when he found out that his Uncle had not forgotten to buy him food and snacks.

“Thank you, dear Uncle Dyah,” said Dyah with a sweet smile.

“Iya equally, Uncle wants to go to the room first,” reply Abraham and embrace his small wife's waist to immediately go back into their room.

Mbok Num smiled at the couple, before he had never seen a couple who loved each other like Abraham and Asyila.

Mbok Num hopes his second relationship will continue to be as harmonious as he sees it now.

“Mas, tomorrow we date ya!” pinta Ashila to her husband.

“Dating? Could too. Where do you want a date?” abraham asked curiously.

“Where can we, the important thing is we get out. Asyila wants to refresh her mind,” replied Asyila.

“Alright, how about tomorrow night after prayers? Akbar we put first on Mbok Num and we go out on a date eating chicken noodles,” explained Abraham.

“Wah, that's a good idea, Mas. It's been a long time Asyila has not eaten chicken noodles,” Asyila said with a sweet smile.

“Mas will find information about good chicken noodles in this Bandung area, may Asyila like.”

“Actually that makes chicken noodles is good if we eat with our partner, especially if you are hungry,” Asyila said and laughed.

“Asyila just ate a sweet meal huh?” abraham asked curiously.

“Iya, Mas. Asyila made mixed ice and it was sweet. Why is it Mas?” ask Asyila astonished.

Abraham immediately laughed loosely at the expression on his little wife's face that was very innocent.

“Mas why laugh? Make Asyila confused,” said Asyila while hitting a glimpse of her husband's chest.

“Nothing, here hug Mas!” pinta Abraham and lay down his body on the bed.

“In the meantime Mas, Asyila put baby Akbar into her bed,” replied Asyila as she walked towards the cot and placed their baby very carefully.

After that, Ashila did not immediately embrace her husband. He first removed his hijab and untied his long hair that had been as early as the morning Asyila tied.

“God's beauty, my wife's beauty,” praise Abraham with a look of admiration.

Asyila smiled sweetly and approached towards her husband. Then, embrace her husband at the request of the husband.

“Mas, today Asyila is very tired. Fortunately, there was Mbok Num who helped Asyila. If tomorrow the two people come, Asyila's work will definitely not be heavy like the previous days,” explained Asyila who was in the arms of her husband while closing her eyes.

“God willing, before 8 am they have come home,” reply Abraham.

“Thank you, Abraham. Thank you for looking for Asyila to help Asyila.”

“Ssuuutts... Already, no longer say thank you,” said Abraham.