Abraham and Asyila 2

Abraham is mine and not yours

After enjoying chicken noodles, Abraham did not go home immediately. He wanted to take his little wife somewhere they might never have been before.

“Mas, where are we going? This is not the road to Housing Absyil,” said Asyila who thought that her husband forgot his way home.

“Syila take it easy, there is a place that we must visit and Mas hope Asyila likes the place,” reply Abraham with a little loud voice in order to be heard by his little wife.

Asyila was very curious about the place her husband was referring to. She smiled and hugged her husband tightly.

At the same time, a woman who was driving a car followed Abraham and Ashila who were dating.

“No. Abraham is mine and not yours!” The woman screamed as loud as she could in the car, trailing the bike right in front of her.

Abraham accelerated the speed of his motorbike to get to the destination immediately.

“Mas, don't speed!” pinta Asyila further tightened her embrace.

“Just relax, Syila tight grip. Less than 5 minutes we will arrive at the destination,” said Abraham.

“Alright, Mas,” replied Asyila who now closed her eyes by continuing to hug her husband.

It didn't take long, they finally arrived at a place that was almost like a night market and it turned out that the place was filled with young people who were spending their Sunday nights with loved ones.

“Mas, do we still deserve to go to a place like this? I mean Asyila, who came here are young people and does not seem to fit with us who are old,” explained Asyila.

“How old is it? Did you mean Asyila, the aged Mas?” abraham asked, pointing to himself.

Asyila laughed while hitting her husband's chest repeatedly.

“Mas this could be, it turns out realize also that Mas is old,” said Asyila and hugged her husband so as not to sulk. “Mas is still suitable if it is said to be around 28 years old,” added Asyila.

“Really? If Asyila said, Mas 100% believe,” said Abraham.

“Mas is smart yes, let's take a walk for a while!” bring Asyila.

The two walked by holding each other's hands tightly, like a pair of newlyweds.

“Mas, thank you for bringing Asyila here.”

“How, does Asyila like it? Mas hope Asyila likes our date, even though Mas is not young anymore.”

“Mas why talk like that? Look, the women around us. From earlier they were watching Mas Abraham, was Mas unconscious?”

“Is Asyila also unaware that men are watching Asyila?” ask Abraham.

Asyila frowned and shook her head.

“For what did they pay attention to Asyila?” ask Asyila astonished.

“Because Asyila is beautiful,” replied Abraham.

Asyila was stunned and immediately looked up at her husband's face.

“Mas do not make Asyila become misbehaved, Asyila embarrassed Mas,” said Asyila while covering her face with her long hijab.

“Do not close, if closed how can Mas see the beautiful face of Asyila?” ask Abraham.

“Ya later at home Mas can see Asyila's face as much as possible,” reply Asyila.

Abraham laughed a little at the reply of his little wife who increasingly made Abraham anxious to kiss the face of his beloved wife.

“Mas, Asyila kebelet pissing. Toilet where is Mas?” ask Asyila.

At that time Abraham panicked and looked around and there might be a toilet nearby.

“It looks like there,” said Abraham pointing to the south side.

“Mas Abraham stay here yes, Asyila will go to the toilet!”

Abraham obediently agreed to his little wife's request and would wait for the wife to return to him.

Asyila ran small and it was not the toilet she came to. Except for a shop that was closed.

“Haduh, where ya?” Tan Asyila monologued as she looked around.

Asyila continued walking and continued walking, until she finally saw a toilet that was quite a distance away.

He also ran small to urinate immediately.

A few minutes later.

Asyila smiled with relief because she was finally able to urinate. She went to meet her husband who was waiting for her.

Just as Asyila was about to walk, suddenly there was someone who clenched herself and slowly she lost consciousness after smelling the dope.

“Teteh, Aa' please help my twin faint!” pinta the woman who pretended to panic, as if Asyila had fainted from something.

“This why can faint?” ask one of them while helping to lift Asyila into the car.

“Obviously, my twin brother has a serious illness,”.

The woman was none other than Salsabila aka Ratih. A mentally ill woman who is obsessed with the figure of Abraham Mahesa.

At the same time, Abraham began to feel worried because almost 20 minutes his little wife did not return. Abraham tried to call his small wife's phone number, apparently his phone was not taken because the one who received the phone connection was his nephew, Dyah.

“Hallo, Assalamu'alaikum!”

“Wa’alaikumsalam, what is Uncle?” ask Dyah.

Abraham ended the phone call and ran as fast as he could to the toilet to pick up his little wife.

Abraham had reached the first toilet and there was no one. He ran to find another toilet, perhaps his little wife was there.

Abraham panicked when he did not find his little wife, did not lose his mind he asked the manager of the place to look for the whereabouts of his beloved wife.

Almost 30 minutes, the whereabouts of the wife has not been found.

At that moment Abraham realized that his little wife was not well.

Abraham asked the officers to examine the cctv and Abraham's conjecture was very precise. That his little wife was being kidnapped and that made Abraham inexhaustible turns out that the one who kidnapped his little wife was the woman most hated by Abraham.

That woman has no hatchet, how did she get out of the mental hospital?

Abraham ran to the parking area to report the kidnapping to the authorities while thinking of a place that Abraham said could be visited by Salsa aka Ratih.

A few hours later.

Plaque!!!! A loud slap floated right on Asyila's face and made Asyila instantly aware of her stupor.

Asyila slowly opened her eyes with her head still dizzy from the anesthetic she breathed.

“Good, it turns out you are awake,” said Salsa.

“Bu-are you not Salsa? Who was so obsessed with my face,” Asyila said when she realized that the woman before her was the cause of her trauma to the sea as well as the woman who almost made herself and the baby she was carrying when she drowned.

“Enough!” salsa shouted like a possessed man. “You're obsessed with my beautiful face!” salsa shouted back.

Asyila turned around and saw two men standing while watching her tied up.

“What do you really want? You want to take my husband? You will not be able to forever!” assert Asyila.

Plaque!!!! Again Salsa gave a hard slap to what Ashila said.

“You two quickly get out of here, I want to torture this woman!” Salsa's Order.

The two men rushed to leave Salsa with Asyila.

“What do you want by kidnapping and bringing me here?” asyila asked with hot cheeks from a hard slap from Salsa.

“What I want of course you know. I reiterate once again, Abraham is mine and not yours,” Salsa said.

“Is your illness so severe that you try to ruin the happiness of others? In any case, Mas Abraham is still her husband and the father of our children,” asserted Asyila who is not at all afraid of women in front of her.

“If you had died, surely me and Abraham would have been married!”

“You coward, you can only tie me up like this. If you dare, untie this bond and let me show you how to hit the right one,” Asyila said.

“I'm Salsa and you're Asyila. Haha... Haha... Either way, you will lose in my hands. Just because you managed to escape death, it does not rule out the possibility that tonight is the last night for you!” shout Salsa.

“Salsa, you talk too much. Can you prove it?” ask Asyila to lure Salsa to immediately release the rope that tied her body.

“Before I let you go, I'd better give you a lesson first,” reply Salsa.

Salsa gripped Ashila's chin with an evil smile. Then, Salsa forcibly removed the hijab worn by Ashila. After that, it tore Ashila's hijab in two.

“What do you do?” Ashila asked with half a shout. “You should not do something this despicable, how can you remove the hijab that clearly closes my aura,” Asyila added as if she felt abandoned and humiliated.

“Why? Want to cry? Crying is loud, as loud as possible Abraham may come and feel disgusted with you. After Abraham is disgusted, he will like this beautiful me,” Salsa said confidently.

“You want me dead? Then let me go!” the impatient Pinta Asyila wanted to teach Salsa a lesson.

Salsa laughed loosely and pulled the ninja snail that was still lodged on Ashila's head to cover her hair.

“Not so fast Asyila. I still want to play with you. After I finish playing around with you, I'll let go of that rope, ” Salsa said with a wide grin.

Salsa raised her eyebrows and took out a belt that Salsa had previously provided to torture Ashila.

“What do you know? It looks like it will be very exciting if this belt I point to you,” said Salsa and again he laughed.

“You have gone mad, Salsa. You shouldn't be crazy like this,” Asyila said.

“Shut!” salsa orders with a shout. “I told you, Abraham is mine and not yours. So, that crazy one is you and not me hahaha.. hahaha.”.

Asyila shed her tears, she wanted to go home because she did not want her husband to worry, moreover, she still had a baby to breastfeed.

Tass!!!!! Tasshss!!!! Tasshss!!! The sound of a belt that whipped Ashila's body.

Asyila tried not to scream, because the whip did not hurt too much. Perhaps, because the robe that Asyila was wearing was thick enough that it reduced the pain of what Salsa was doing to her.

“Oh, still strong yes apparently. I guarantee after this, you will beg me not to torture you,” Salsa said.