Abraham and Asyila 2

Ashraf Darling Daddy And Mother

Abraham woke up from his sleep when he heard the sound of an alarm, he turned off his cell phone alarm and woke his little wife to take a mandatory bath and after that perform tahajjud prayer.

After mandatory bath together, a couple of husband and wife perform tahajjud prayer in the room alone.

At the same time, Ema woke up from her sleep and sauntered out of the room to relieve the thirst in her throat.

When he entered the kitchen, there was Arumi who was sitting while enjoying a cup of tea.

“Mother Arumi why sit here alone?” ask Ema who is now sitting on the chair and slowly pouring water into the glass.

“Mother was coughing, so drink tea so that Mother's throat is warm,” replied Arumi while touching her neck.

“Mother, Ema to the room first yes. Arumi's mom is okay, Ema stay?” ask Ema to Arumi.

Ema walks away from Arumi alone in the kitchen to get back into the room.

A few hours later.

Asyila has returned to her usual activities, she was even busy cooking in the kitchen preparing breakfast for her beloved family.

Asyila let out a heavy sigh as she recalled that both her parents and her little son Ashraf. I will be back in Jakarta at around 3pm.

“Mother, do I have to go home today?” ask Asyila Arumi who is compiling a plate tool on the dining table.

“If asked like that, actually I do not want to go home quickly. However, Ashraf still has to go to school,” explained Arumi to Asyila.

“Asyila will surely miss Dad, Mom and Ashraf,” said Asyila while putting the finished dishes on the dining table.

“Sabar ya Asyila babe!”

“Iya, Mother. Asyila understood,” said Asyila with her sweet smile.

“Breakfast is done, quickly call Nak Abraham! Let me call the others!” arumi's orders to her favorite daughter.

Asyila and Arumi separated to immediately invite the other family to breakfast together.

“Mas, let's have breakfast!” take Asyila to her husband who is struggling with a laptop.

Abraham turned to Ashila and immediately put down his laptop.

“Syila the cook?” ask Abraham to make sure.

“Iya, Mas. Asyila is cooking. Hopefully Mas likes the cuisine that Asyila made,” replied Asyila.

“Didn't Mas often say whatever Asyila cooks will of course be very tasty!” exclaim Abraham.

“Mas this could be, let's go to the dining room. Mother and others must have gathered at the dining table,” said Asyila invites her husband to immediately gather in the dining room.

“Alright, come!” abraham kissed Ashila softly before leaving the room.

Abraham and Ashila arrive at the dining room.

“Good morning, Dad!” With a sweet smile, Ashraf greeted his beloved father.

“Good morning also dear Father and Mother!” abraham and stroked Ashraf's hair.

Abraham sat between his wife and his beloved baby.

“Ashraf, let's lead Do'a before dinner!” abraham's orders to Ashraf.

Ashraf took a deep breath and sighed slowly. Then, he began to lead Do'a before eating and was followed by other family members.

Mbok Num, who was also at the dinner table, was very happy because he was really considered like a family member and not someone else.

“Mbok Num, eat enough yes. No need to hesitate with us, consider us the Mbok Num family,” said Arumi very friendly to Mbok Num.

Mbok Num asserted the speech from Arumi with a big smile.

Ema who also took breakfast, was very happy because she could have breakfast with the family of her best friend.

After breakfast together, Arumi and Mbok Num clean the dining room and kitchen.

While Ashila, gathered with the others in the living room.

Ashraf, who knows that in a few hours he will be separated from his parents and baby sister, looks a lot silent and just sits while hugging his mother's body.

“Mother, Ashraf is very dear to you Father, Mother, Brother Arsyad, sister Azzam and sister Akbar,” said Ashraf whose voice sounded sad.

“Iya dear, Mother and Father also know that my Ashraf everything,” reply Asyila by continuing to caress Ashraf's hair.

Ashraf no longer spoke, he remained silent and fell asleep in his mother's arms.

“Mas, Ashraf crying huh?” asyila asked with a lip gesture without taking out a word.

Abraham shook his head and signaled that Ashraf had fallen asleep in Ashila's arms.

Asyila did not want to wake Ashraf who had fallen asleep. But Abraham carried Ashraf and brought him into the room.

Asyila got up from her seat and followed her husband who was carrying their baby into the room.

Asyila felt very sad because she had to go back to parting with Ashraf.

“Ashraf is asleep, we better get out!” take Abraham and hold his little wife's hand to get out of their little son's room immediately.

“Mas, Asyila will surely be sad when Father, Mother and Ashraf return to Jakarta. It still feels less time with them,” explained Asyila.

Abraham simply smiled without saying a word because Abraham believed Asyila was trying to prepare his heart for the breakup that would happen in a few hours.

“Mas, Asyila would like to sit outside! Stay tuned Mas!” pinta Asyila with an adorable face.

Abraham immediately agreed to the request of Ashila who wanted to sit on the front porch of the house.

“Yes, the cool air this morning,” said Asyila while looking at her ornamental plants.

Asyila smiled and closed her two eyes to better fuse with nature. Abraham looked at Ashila's face very seriously.

Asyila opened her eyes and turned a glance towards her husband who was sitting beside her.

“Mas Abraham do not look at Asyila continuously, Ashila is ashamed,” said Asyila who even misbehaved because of the gaze of her husband.

“Continue, Mas have to see what?” abraham asked, looking at Ashila's face.

“It was in front there was a mango tree and there was an Asyila houseplant,” Syila replied as she directed her husband's gaze towards the front.

Eko at that time also entered his guard post because the eyes of the couple looked at him.

Asyila puffed her cheeks and decided to immediately enter the house leaving her husband just in front of the house.

Asyila walked with wide strides to immediately arrive at the living room joining the other family.

“Aunty, can I have a peanut cake?” asked Dyah to Ashila who had just landed her butt on the sofa.

Asyila smiled broadly at the question from Dyah.

“Bby, grab some jars and bring it here!” exciting Asyila.

Dyah smiled widely and immediately moved from his seat to bring some jars of peanut cakes to be enjoyed in a crowd.

“Asyila, Kahfi and I are going home now. Yogi's brother was already on his way home,” Ema told Asyila.

“Really? Then wait a minute,” said Asyila.

Dyah came with a big smile while carrying three jars of peanut cakes. Then, Ashila took one of the three jars and gave it to Ema.

“This is for you, next time often sleep here!” asyila pinta.

“Thank you, Ashila. If Brother Yogi is overtime, God willing I will go back to sleep here,” reply Ema.

Ema said goodbye and rushed back to her house along with Kahfi.

After Ema left the house, Dyah and others eagerly enjoyed the delicious peanut cake.

“Aunty, it looks like this will be very selling when sold in the store Mas Fahmi,” said Dyah and took pictures of the peanut cake to be promoted on his social media. “Aunty, one of these jars cost how much?” ask Dyah curiously.

“The price is 40 thousand,” replied Asyila.

“Kue nuts as good as this price 40 thousand? We recommend that Dyah sell it 45 thousand/tables,” bright Dyah which means every one jar Dyah get a profit of 5 thousand.

Afternoon.

It is time for Arumi, Herwan and Ashraf to return to Jakarta. Mr. Udin was ready to bring back in-laws and children from his master back to Jakarta.

“Pak Udin sure you've eaten?” asked Abraham to Mr. Udin who about 1 hour ago, Mr. Udin just arrived in Bandung. Because after delivering in-laws Abraham and Ashraf to Bandung a few days ago, Mr. Udin immediately tancap gas back to Jakarta.

“Yakin, Mr. Abraham. I had eaten at the stall on the way here,” replied Mr. Udin.

Abraham took out his wallet and gave some paper money to Mr. Udin.

“Alhamdulillah,” said Mr. Udin who received the money given by Abraham.

“The money is used wisely yes Mr. Udin,” explained Abraham.

Mr. Udin confirmed what Abraham had told him.

“Ashraf loves Daddy and also Mommy. When Ashraf came here again yes,” said Ashraf who is now hugging his beloved Mother.

“Dear baby, Ashraf will be here sometime. We will definitely be able to gather again,” said Asyila.

Ashraf unceasingly said that he was very dear to his Father and Mother, to the extent that Dyah shook his head with the behavior of his sister.

“Grandma, here squat! Ashraf wants to kiss the baby's sister's cheek,” said Ashraf as he moved his hand to signal that his Grandma immediately crouched down.

Arumi slowly crouched down according to Ashraf's wishes.

“Baby sister, brother Ashraf is very sorry with baby sister. Baby sister dear brother Ashraf too?” ask Ashraf.

“Yes, Brother Ashraf. Baby sister is very dear to you Ashraf,” said Abraham imitated the voice of a small child.

Ashraf smiled widely and slowly smirked at his little sister's cheeks.

“Asyila darling, we go home first. Stay healthy, baby,” Arumi told Asyila.

“Iya, Mother. Yesterday Asyila was exhausted, so she fell ill,” replied Asyila who said that she was exhausted. In fact, he was sick because he was almost harmed by the actions of the kidnappers.

They hugged each other before they separated. Ashraf with teary eyes, kissed the backs of his parents' hands in turn and it didn't take long, the three of them finally got into the car.

Asyila continued to wave her hand at Ashraf.

“Dad, Mother! Ashraf loves Daddy and Mommy!” shouts Ashraf when the car was not running.

“Iya darling!” abraham and Asyila.

The car slowly came out of the yard and finally left the Housing Absyil.

Asyila then shed her tears while holding the baby Akbar.

“Already, don't cry. Sometimes we will regroup,” said Abraham as he wiped the tears of the wife.

Abraham led his little wife into the house, as did Dyah and the others.

Bela was saddened to see Ashila crying, Asyila looked very affectionate to Ashraf. It was also what made Bela envious because her parents arrived could love her, just as Asyila was dear to her baby.

“Oek... Oek... Oek..” Baby Akbar suddenly cried as if asking Roundaran to stop crying immediately.

“Already, don't cry. Our baby ended up crying too,” said Abraham and immediately Asyila stopped crying.

Asyila wiped her tears and walked towards the room to immediately breastfeed baby Akbar.

At the same time, Ashraf finally cried after trying to hold back his tears. He was crying in his grandfather's arms, Herwan.

Many times, Ashraf said that he loved his parents and other siblings.

Herwan and Arumi exchanged glances at Ashraf's repeated remarks.

“Ashraf if crying continues, surely Mother also sad. Ashraf won't, will he? If Mother cries at home?”

Ashraf turned his head towards Arumi while shaking his head.

“If you do not want Mother to cry, Ashraf do not cry,” said Arumi tried to make Ashraf to stop crying.

Asyila wiped her tears and smiled right then and there.

“Ashraf is no longer crying. Meaning, Mother also does not cry anymore, right?” ask Ashraf.

“Of course, Mother definitely does not cry anymore!” exciting Arumi.