Abraham and Asyila 2

Like a Doctor and a Patient

Asyila who was leaning on her husband's shoulder suddenly felt nauseous. He asked Mr. Eko down to stop the car and after the car stopped, Ashila slowly went down with the help of her beloved husband.

Asyila let out her stomach very weakly. Until Abraham could not bear to see his little wife sick like that.

“Syila is still strong? In a moment we will get to the house,” said Abraham.

“Asyila try to survive ya Mas. Let's help Asyila get in the car,” pinta Asyila.

Abraham agreed and went back to help his little wife get in the car.

Upon arrival at the Absyil estate, Eko quickly opened the car door and ran to knock on the door to open it immediately.

“Assalamu’alaikum, Mbok Num!” call Eko by constantly knocking on the door to be opened from the inside.

It didn't take long, Mbok Num came and opened the door.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, yes Allah.” Mbok Num was surprised when he saw Ashila who had been carried by Abraham with a pale face.

Abraham slowly entered the house and stepped wide into their room.

A few minutes later, Dyah and Fahmi arrived. They quickly entered the house to see the condition of Ashila directly because before Aunty's face was not too visible, because it was covered by Abraham's jacket.

“Mbok Num, Uncle and Aunty are already in the room?” ask Dyah.

“Alhamdulillah, already Mbak Dyah,” replied Mbok Num.

“Thank God. Then, where is Brother Akbar?” ask Dyah.

“Mas Akbar happened to be in Mbok's room and was sleeping,” he replied.

“Why not put in Uncle and Aunty room, Mbok?”

Mbok Num quickly shook his head.

“I don't dare, Madam Dyah. Moreover, Mr. Abraham and Miss Asyila are not home,” he replied.

“Alright, Dyah understands what Mbok Num means. In that case, Dyah will bring Akbar's sister to his parents' room,” Dyah explained.

Dyah ran small towards the room that had been occupied by Mbok Num and carefully brought his sister to Uncle's room and Dyah's beloved Aunty.

“Tok!! Tok!!!” Dyah knocks on the door of Akbar's parents' room slowly.

Abraham did not ask and opened the door.

“Uncle, can Dyah go in and put Akbar's sister in the cot?” asked Dyah very softly.

“Please,” reply Abraham invited his nephew to enter the room.

Dyah walked with slow steps and carefully placed the tiny baby into the cot. After that, Dyah decided to draw closer to his Aunty who was closing his eyes.

“Aunty is asleep?” ask Dyah lirih.

At that moment, Ashila opened her eyes.

“Aunty hasn't slept, Dyah. It's just that, Aunty's head was so dizzy that your Aunty closed his eyes,” Asyila explained.

Dyah also realized that the head of Asyila was covered in gauze like a person who had just been sewn.

“Uncle, that's Aunty's head why and why is Aunty's face turning blue? Astaghfirullahaladzim, this Aunty hand is also bruised, actually Aunty why?” tanya Dyah panicked and had shed tears at the condition of her beloved Aunty.

“Dyah, don't cry. I'm fine,” said Asyila who did not want to make Dyah sad.

“You better get some sleep, Uncle's wife currently needs a lot of rest. You just pray that Uncle's Wife, Aunty your beloved is quickly healed!” pinta Abraham's.

Dyah wiped her tears by continuously nodding her head repeatedly.

Then, Dyah came out of the room with a glare.

“Dyah why crying?” asked Fahmi caught his wife crying.

Dyah could not hide her sadness, she hugged and cried her husband so badly.

Fahmi tried to calm his wife by gently stroking the back of his wife, Dyah.

“Mas, Aunty Asyila pity you. It seems like someone has done violence against Aunty, Dyah does not have the heart to see it,” said Dyah who is very dear to his Aunty, so see his Aunty with such conditions, and, My dad became very sad.

“We go to the room first yes Dyah, it is not good to cry here,” reply Fahmi invites his wife to immediately enter the room so as not to disturb the rest of the sleep.

In the room, Ashila asked her husband to help her lean on the head of the bed and after that, Asyila asked her beloved husband to take their baby into Asyila's lap to breastfeed.

Seeing the condition of his little wife is quite severe, Abraham refused the request of his wife. However, Asyila continued to force until finally Abraham agreed even by force.

“Mother's Love,” said Asyila very softly to her tiny baby who was already in her carrier, it was also helped by her husband because Asyila was not yet fully strong to hold their tiny baby.

Asyila slowly breastfeeds her tiny baby with the help of her beloved husband who is very attentive to the condition of his little wife who is not okay.

About 5 minutes later, Ashila asked her husband to put their baby back into the cot.

After that, Abraham helped the wife to change clothes to make it easier for Ashila to move.

“Sorry yes Mas, Asyila is now troublesome Mas Abraham,” said Asyila.

“Why does Ashila talk like that? Mas don't like. Because what Mas did did not bother Mas at all, now Asyila is quite silent because Mas wants to change the clothes of Asyila,” said Abraham.

Asyila smiled faintly with a faint look.

“After changing clothes, Ashila must eat and after that Mas will apply ointment to the face and hands of Ashila who was bruised,” said Abraham.

“Thank you, Mas,” reply Asyila and try not to cry moved because of what is done by the beloved husband.

That night Abraham really focused his attention on Ashila. Abraham was willing to not sleep all night to make sure his little wife slept comfortably.

In his heart, Abraham continued to blame his own ignorance for causing his wife to be hurt. Abraham also would not let anyone involved in the kidnapping of his little wife go free.

Asyila could not sleep well at all, she repeatedly woke up awake because her whole body felt enough pain to make Asyila difficult to sleep.

“Syila why? Is it hungry?” abraham asked with a loving look.

“Mas why not sleep? Ashila was not hungry at all. Didn't Mas feed Asyila?” ask Asyila.

“If not hungry, does Asyila want to go to the bathroom? Come on, let Mas deliver!”

“No, Mas. Ashila just has trouble sleeping. Can Ashila ask Mas one thing?”

“Asyila ask what from Mas?” abraham asked curiously.

“Mas, please chant sholawat prophet,” replied Asyila.

Abraham smiled and in his sweet voice he chanted the prophet's sholawat at the request of his little wife.

Asyila smiled as she worried about the sholawat from her beloved husband.

About 30 minutes later, Asyila slowly closed her eyes while Abraham continued to pray for a cure for his little wife.

Next morning.

Abraham smiled broadly at his little wife while wiping her little wife's body with warm water because Asyila did not want to take a bath. Abraham did everything alone and did not want to be helped by Dyah or Mbok Num in caring for his little wife.

“Mas..” said Asyila very softly.

“Iya Syila, what is it?” asked Abraham who was directly approaching the face of his little wife.

“Mas does not need to do this all,” said Asyila who actually does not want to bother her husband who continues to take care of herself and treat her like a doctor who takes care of her patients.

“Asyila why keep saying that? Think of Mas as a doctor and Asyila patient,” said Abraham.

Asyila laughed a little at the words of her husband who even played the role of a doctor and patient.

“Syila why laugh?” asked Abraham who was very happy to see the look on his little wife's face.

“Mas funny, that's why Asyila laughed,” Asyila replied.

“Alhamdulillah,” said Abraham heard an answer from his little wife who said that she was funny.

“Oek... Oek... Oek..” Suddenly, baby Akbar wakes up and cries loudly.

Abraham gasped and ran a little to calm their little baby.

“Iya darling, this is Dad. Akbar dear do not cry anymore,” said Abraham by continuing to fondle their tiny baby.

“Mas, here bring Akbar the lap of Asyila. Maybe Akbar wants to drink milk,” Asyila said asking her husband to immediately bring their baby into her lap.

Abraham agreed and helped his little wife to breastfeed their tiny baby.

“Yes, right? Our baby is thirsty Mas,” said Asyila who was breastfeeding their tiny baby.

“Syila is now sick, Syila also needs to take medicine. Instead, we give Akbar formula milk only,” said Abraham gave advice.

Abraham's suggestion was immediately rejected by Asyila. In fact, Asyila did not want to take medicine so that breast milk for her tiny baby was not mixed by the drugs she drank.

“Syila should not be like that, however Syila should still take medication. Asyila according to ya!” pinta Abraham's.

“Iya, Mas. However, do not give our baby formula milk yes,” said Asyila with a look of hope.

“Iya, dear Syila. Our babies still drink breast milk and not formula milk,” explained Abraham.

Asyila gave thanks with her sweet smile. Although, the lips of Asyila today still look pale.

“In the meantime we have breakfast, Mas will feed food to Asyila,” said Abraham.

“Thank you, doctor Abraham.”

“Together my most beautiful patient,” Abraham said.