Abraham and Asyila 2

The Arrival of Asyila's Parents

Morning time.

It seems as if the agreement was made, Ema, Yogi and Kahfi came early in the morning to visit the small family home of Abraham Mahesa.

Yogi also wondered why Abraham did not pray in the mosque as usual.

“Assalamu’alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh!”

Dyah who was sitting relaxing in the living room, faintly heard the voices of Ema and Yogi.

“Assalamu’alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,” Ema and Yogi said once again.

At that moment, Dyah took his hijab and put it on. Then, it breezed towards the front room.

“Wa’alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, I guess who. Have you come yet? When's? Come log in!” Dyah invited the small family to enter the house immediately.

“We came last night, about 9 and a half hours. Oya, this is a gift for you,” said Ema while giving a medium-sized plastic bag and two paper bags to Dyah.

“Wah, thank you. You guys wait a minute, I'll call Uncle and also Aunty in the room!”

Dyah ran small to the kitchen to put gifts from Ema and the family.

Later, he runs to Uncle and his Aunt's room to inform Ema of her arrival with his little family.

“Aunty! Uncle! In the living room there are Ema, Pak Yogi and also Kahfi,” said Dyah without knocking on the door.

“Iya Dyah! Soon we will be out,” said Abraham from inside the room.

In the room, Ashila tried to get out of bed. His condition instead of improving even worse, even when Abraham wanted to go to the mosque, Ashila suddenly vomited and made Abraham decided to pray at home because he did not want his little wife why-why.

“Syila can get out of the room? If you can't, it's okay. Mas will tell Ema and Yogi about the condition of Syila,” said Abraham who looks very worried about the condition of his little wife.

“Asyila is fine, Mas. Abraham did not have to worry, welcoming guests is very important. After all, Asyila was still able to walk,” explained Asyila.

Abraham helped Ashila get out of bed. Then, help the wife wear the hijab.

“Bismilbornrahmanirrahim,” said Abraham who slowly walked out of the room by continuing to embrace the waist of the wife.

Ema who saw Asyila was walking with difficulty as she also moved from her seat with a worried look.

“Why are you, Asyila? Why is your face so pale and a little blue?” ask Ema worried and panicked.

Asyila smiled sweetly and sat down right next to her husband.

“I had an unexpected disaster,” replied Asyila and laughed a little to reduce the worry and panic of her best friend.

“What unexpected arrival, Asyila? You do not make me sad,” said Ema who finally shed her tears when she saw the condition of her friend who was so weak helpless.

“Ema, you don't get too whiny. Shame on Mr. Yogi and also Kahfi. I'm fine,” Asyila said.

Ema quickly wiped her tears from being laughed at by Kahfi, her only son with her husband.

“Now say, why did you get to like this!” pinta Ema's.

“Do you know Salsa?” ask Asyila.

“Salsa? You mean that crazy woman? Who deliberately changed his face to look like you and could snatch Mr Abraham from you?” ask Ema.

As their conversation got further, Yogi ordered Kahfi to play with Bela in the living room.

Kahfi agreed and rushed to the family room to be able to play with Bela.

“Salsa kidnapped me and hired two men to harm me. Fortunately, I survived because I was determined to hit them with the tools that were there,” explained Asyila.

“Astaghfirullahaladzim, is not the mad woman already in the mental hospital. Why did he just get out?” ask Ema.

This time it was Abraham who explained about Salsa escaping from the hospital.

“Astaghfirullahaladzim, really crazy is Salsa,” said Ema who was so emotional when discussing about Salsa. “Know so, I just giggled him to death,” added Ema.

“Ema, what are you talking about?” asked Ashila who was very surprised by the words of Ema who wanted to strangle Salsa to death.

“Other times do not talk carelessly like that,” Yogi said to his wife.

“Iya endless, the woman first. How can sister be silent?” ask her husband, Yogi.

“Already, don't make a fuss!” pinta Asyila who is somewhat dizzy if there is a noise.

“Sorry,” Ema said and closed her mouth tightly.

Ema turned to the clock on her phone and she remembered that she had not cooked for her husband's preparation for work.

“Asyila, I'll go home. I have to cook breakfast for Brother Yogi. After Brother Yogi leaves for work I will come straight here,” explained Ema.

Ema and Yogi finally return to their home, while Kahfi remains in the house because he still wants to play with Bela and also the little daughter of Dyah and Fahmi.

“Dyah, where is your husband?” ask Asyila realizing that Fahmi is not home.

“Mas Fahmi happens to be home again, Aunty. After dawn prayers, Mas Fahmi pampit home to prepare for work,” said Dyah.

“Then, why are you still here and not helping your husband?” ask Asyila.

“Actually Dyah wants to come home. However, Mas Fahmi told Dyah to stay here, yes as a good wife Dyah just obey with what Mas Fahmi said,” said Dyah.

Asyila could not blame Dyah, no matter what Dyah said there was a point.

“Yes, you go back to the family room. Pity our grandchildren if left alone,” said Asyila.

“Not alone Kok Aunty. There are Bela and also Kahfi who are inviting little Asyila to play,” explained Dyah.

“Despite that, you as a parent should also follow the monitoring,” said Abraham.

“Iya deh, yes,” reply Dyah. “Oya, in the kitchen there are souvenirs from Ema and Mr. Yogi. Not yet Dyah open anyway, because Dyah was lazy to unpack the contents of souvenirs from them,” explained Dyah.

“Alright, later let Aunty just open it,” reply Asyila.

Syndicate and permission to go to the family room.

Today, only Abraham and Ashila are still in the living room.

“Mas, Asyila suddenly misses family in Jakarta. If there is a Father, Mother and Ashraf must be this house is getting crowded. However, the condition of Asyila is like, if they know for sure they will be sad,” said Asyila who really misses her parents and her baby, Ashraf.

To meet Arsyad also feels impossible. Because the schedule for Arsyad's long holiday still does not know when the children of the boarding house can be revived.

“Syila who is patient yes,” reply Abraham who wants to keep secret the arrival of both Asyila's parents and also their second son.

Asyila gave a small nod and asked her husband to lead her towards the kitchen.

“Good morning, Mbok Num!” Asyila greeted Mbok Num with her sweet smile.

“Good morning too, Miss Asyila,” reply Mbok Num.

Asyila walked with small steps because part of her thigh was a bit sick due to a blow from one of the kidnappers.

“Thank you, Mas,” said Asyila after successfully landing her butt in the dining table chair.

Abraham kissed his little wife and pulled the chair to get closer to her. Then, sit right beside his little wife to the point that there is no distance.

“Mas, please help Asyila open this plastic bag!” pinta Asyila, while she chose to open the paper bag.

The two were busy opening the gifts of Ema and began to divide the souvenirs into plates to be enjoyed by all residents of the house.

“Mbok, all these souvenirs I've shared flat. Please share to my sewing room for Ms. Lastri, a family room for another Dyah, for Mr. Eko and this one for Mbok Num and Ms. Juminah,”.

“Good, Miss Asyila,” Reply Mbok Num.

Asyila smiled and asked her husband to lead her to their room.

***

At 10:15 WIB.

Abraham repeatedly checked his cell phone waiting for news from his in-laws who had somehow arrived.

“Mas Abraham!” call Asyila who is a little unhappy because her husband has always been watching the phone and not her. “Mas why from earlier Asyila pay attention, always look towards the phone. Is there someone Mas Abraham is waiting for or maybe.” Asyila stopped her words and chose to close her eyes because she was a little upset with her husband.

“Syila don't think about it,” said Abraham trying to make his little wife not sulk at him.

Asyila sighed and asked her husband to hug her body slowly.

“Syila do not think that kind of, later Asyila will also know for herself why Mas always check Mas's phone,” said Abraham who made Asyila even become curious.

At the same time, Eko was surprised to see his master's car had entered the courtyard of the house.

“Pak Udin!” Eko happily greeted Mr. Udin who had just got off the car. “Why not tell me if you want to come here?” ask Eko curious.

Herwan, Arumi and Ashraf get down together out of the car.

Eko himself had not previously been told that the parents from Asyila would come to Absyil Housing.

Because Abraham deliberately kept secret the arrival of Asyila's parents from the house.

“Mother!” Ashraf shouted to his mother.

At the same time, Ashila was shocked because her ears caught Ashraf's voice calling out to her.

“Astagfirullahaladzim,” says Asyila surprised. “Mas hear, no? It was like Ashraf's voice,” Asyila added.

“Mother! Mother! Dad!” Ashraf's voice was becoming clearer.

Abraham smiled widely and led his little wife to get out of the room immediately.

“Mother!” Ashraf suddenly entered the room.

“Yes Allah, Ashraf? Is this true Ashraf?” asyila asked as if the arrival of Ashraf was her dream.

Arumi and Herwan walk to their favorite room.

“Asyla!” call Arumi from outside the door.

“Dad, Mother! Login!” Abraham invited his father-in-law to go into the room immediately.

Abraham kissed the backs of his two in-laws' hands in turn.

“Dad, Mother. Why did you come here?” ask Asyila who has tears in her eyes.

“Night, your husband contacted us and we decided to come here knowing that our daughter is sick,” replied Arumi.

Abraham himself only said that Ashila was sick, without telling his parents-in-law that his small wife's illness was caused by the kidnappers including Salsa.

“Mas, so earlier that Mas checked the phone because waiting for news from Father and Mother?” ask Ashila to make sure.

“Didn't Mas have said, Asyila can't think that kind of,” reply Abraham.

Asyila smiled with tears continuously flowing. Then, he hugged the body of his mother, Arumi. To release his longing.

“What pain delay?” asked Ashraf who was now standing right beside his mother.

Asyila and Arumi let go of their embrace. Then, Ashila turned her head slowly towards Ashraf, her second son with her beloved husband.

“Mother just tired, Honey. Ashraf kangen Mommy?” ask Asyila.

“Ashraf is very kangen with Mommy, Mommy quickly recovered yes,” Ashraf said with teary eyes.

“Iya dear, Mother must be cured quickly!” exciting Asyila.

Asyila turned to her husband and thanked Abraham for the surprise that had brought her parents and their second son.

“Mas did not tell about Asyila being kidnapped,” whispered Abraham in the ear of his little wife so as not to be heard by other family members.

“Thank you, Mas. What Mas did this, was more than enough,” replied Asyila who also whispered in her husband's ear.

Asyila asked her husband to lead her to the living room so that she could gather with the others.

“How are Grandma's grandchildren?” tanya Arumi greeted her fourth granddaughter, Akbar Mahesa.

Arumi cradled the tiny baby's body slowly and recapitulated waltzing together towards the living room.

Dyah, Ema, Bela, Kahfi and also little Asyila were in the living room.

“Grandmother, Grandpa!” Dyah was surprised and happy to see the old man from his Aunty. “Ashraf Kak Dyah's Beloved!” Dyah shouted and ran over to Ashraf.

Ashraf was happy to be reunited with his parents and others in the house.

Asyila again shed tears of joy because what her husband did was indeed the spirit of Ashila to heal faster and bigger.

Asyila called Bela and asked the little girl to call Mbok Num, Mother Lastri and Mother Juminah to immediately gather in the family room.

Asyila unceasingly thanked her husband. While Abraham, just hope that the beloved wife can recover soon.

“Grandpa and Grandpa why are you still standing? Let's sit on the couch!” Dyah eagerly invited the in-laws of his Uncle to immediately sit on the sofa.