Abraham and Asyila 2

Seeking Blessing in Goodness

Next morning.

Asyila looked so serious about her phone that she ignored her husband who was talking to her.

Abraham sighed and drew closer to his little wife who kept watching the cell phone.

“Syila, Mas from earlier invited Syila to speak. Syila why from earlier just look at the phone?” ask Abraham.

That moment and that very second, Asyila put down her phone and apologized for what she had done.

“Sorry yes Mas, not the intention of Asyila ignoring Mas. Asyila was sending a message as well as waiting for an answer from the caterer,” explained Asyila and once again apologized to her husband.

“So that's the problem, when did the caterer come?” ask Abraham and take the wife's cell phone.

“Asyila also don't know, Mas. Catering said, they'll be there before 8. However, this is almost hours and they have not come yet,” explained Asyila.

“Maybe there is a jam or something else on the road. Asyila was calm, God willing they will come,” Abraham replied while gently stroking Asyila's long hair that was being decomposed.

“Aamiin yes rabbalalamin,” sahut Asyila.

“Syila now change clothes and we wait for them in the living room!” Abraham's Commandments.

Asyila assented and gently kissed her husband's lips before he changed his clothes.

Abraham smiled broadly after getting a friendly kiss on his lips from his little wife. Then, he walked over to their little baby who was sleeping at the time.

“Akbar darling, let's get up. Can't be lazy!” abraham's commandment touching the lips of baby Akbar.

Akbar's baby woke up from his sleep and thought that his father's finger was ASI.

Abraham laughed amusedly and immediately moved away from his index finger from the lips of his little baby.

“Ugh... Ugh..” Akbar's baby's mouth twitched and finally cried as hard as possible.

“What's our baby doing?” asked Asyila who had finished changing her clothes and was familiar with her hijab.

“Mas did not say anything,” replied Abraham by continuing to laugh.

Asyila, who was already wearing her hijab, in an annoyed step took her tiny baby in the baby basket.

“Bad naughty yes dear?” asyila asked with a sharp glint towards her husband.

Abraham could only smile foolishly when he got a sharp glint from his wife.

“How, our baby should be quiet. This morning, Asyila's schedule was very much,” said Asyila and gave their tiny baby to Abraham.

After that, Ashila waltzed away leaving the husband who was trying to calm their little baby.

“Good morning, Mbok Num!” Asyila smiled as she greeted Mbok Num. “Mbok's feet are still sore?” ask Asyila.

“Alhamdulillah, it has improved Miss Asyila. Thanks to the ointment that Miss Asyila gave last night,” Mbok Num explained.

“Alhamdulillah, today Mbok Num multiply rest yes and do not first make bean cake. Let the others make peanut cakes!”

“Good, Miss Asyila,” says Mbok Num.

Asyila gave a small nod and resumed her steps towards the living room.

At the same time, Abraham breathed a sigh of relief because Akbar's baby was no longer crying and went back to sleep.

“The fruit of my heart is indeed different from his brothers, if this one likes to sleep the most,” said Abraham and again put his tiny baby in a cot. Then, breezed away following the wife who was already in the living room.

Asyila sat in the living room while glancing towards the front of the house maybe the catering she ordered arrived.

“How, have they answered a message from Syila?” abraham asked as he landed his butt next to his wife.

“Numbered, Mas. Oya, where's our baby?” ask Asyila because Abraham came to the living room alone.

“Akbar sleeps again,” replied Abraham.

“Haaa?” Asyila was shocked by her husband's response. “Sleep again?” ask Asyila to make sure once again.

“Yes, my dear wife. Our baby is sleeping again,” Abraham explained.

Asyila shook her head to hear the testimony of her husband.

“Our hearts on this one are adorable,” said Asyila.

“Will but, more adorable Mother,” sahut Abraham.

“Warming for Mas Abraham?” ask Asyila making sure with a shy blush.

“Oh, of course!” exclaim Abraham.

Abraham glanced at the front of the house and there was already a car that stopped right in front of the gate of their house.

“Syila, as we have been waiting for has arrived,” Abraham said as he pointed outward.

“Iya, Mas. Seems like. Let's get out!” invite Asyila by holding her husband's hand to get out of the house immediately.

Two women and one man got out of the car in a yellow uniform that read sustainable catering.

“Assalamu’alaikum, with Mbak Asyila?” ask one of the women.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, yes with my own,” replied Asyila.

“Sorry before, we were a little lost. Asyila Mbak's order is already in the car,” he explained. “You put where the box rice is?” ask her again.

“Oh, inside only. In the living room,” replied Asyila.

The three of them at that time also took out the rice box that Asyila ordered and placed it in the living room.

After everything was already in the living room, Ashila gave the cash away.

“Sorry, Sister Asyila. Money overload 500 thousand.”

“Oh it is indeed I prefer,” said Asyila.

“This is true for us?” ask them to make sure.

“Iya, just take it. May my blessings and I ask for help to pray for my friend who is pregnant so that when giving birth later Mother and her baby are safe,” pinta Asyila.

Without Abraham and Ashila knowing, it turns out that Ema, Yogi and Kahfi also heard the words of Asyila that made Ema cry touched.

Ema, who was behind the gate and wanted to approach her friend, suddenly stopped her steps when she heard Asyila's words. Ema cried in her husband's arms.

“Mas Abraham, Mas listen, no? Like the sound of Ema crying,” said Asyila and slowly walked towards the outside of the gate.

Asyila was surprised to see Ema who had been crying in Yogi's arms.

“Ema, why are you crying? Your stomach hurts?” asked Asyila who looked panicked.

Ema turned around and was now crying in Ashila's arms.

“Thank you my best friend,” said Ema on the sidelines of her crying.

“It's the same, but why are you crying like this?” ask Asyila.

Abraham was amazed by Ema who was crying in front of his house.

“I just accidentally heard your request to the caterer earlier, I cried because I was moved,” said Ema who still hugged Asyila.

“So that makes you cry? No more crying, let's go inside!” take Asyila while wiping the tears of her best friend, Ema.

They went inside to prepare for the departure of those who wanted to share a little sustenance.

Asyila smiled and picked up the envelope that contained cash.

“Come, help me put this envelope inside the rice box!” asyila pinta.

The envelope had previously been coated with plastic, so the envelope is safe when put in rice containing food.

A few moments later.

Eko, Abraham and Yogi compactly put the rice box in the car to be distributed to the underprivileged. Not only boxed rice, Asyila has even prepared sembako such as rice, oil, eggs and instant noodles to share.

“Everything is ready, just share it with people who are less able,” said Asyila.

Ema did not go to share the rice box and also the pot because Asyila did not want her best friend exhausted. So, the ones who go are Eko, Abraham, Ashila, Yogi and also Kahfi.

“Ema we go first, you rest inside and if you want to eat something, ask Mbok Num,” Asyila said before leaving Absyil housing.

“You take it easy, if I'm hungry I'll look for him in the back. You go, once again I thank you very much for celebrating my pregnancy by sharing my sustenance. Chances are, Mami and my mother-in-law will arrive at the Absyil housing in a few hours,” said Ema.

“Yes we've left first, Wassalamu'alaikum warahmatulli wabarakatuh!”

“Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, be careful everything!” exclaim Ema.

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

“Mas, we're passing in the alley next door that Mas. You see, there are a lot of people who can not afford,” said Asyila pointed at the direction in front of him which is about 200 meters again.

“Eko, we are straight after there is a fork turn left!” Abraham's Commandments.

“Good, Mr Abraham!” exclaim Eko.

Asyila was very happy and also happy, because she could do good to her fellow humans.

Yogi glances at a couple sitting in the middle seat, Yogi is grateful to have a friend like Abraham and his wife is very lucky to have a friend like Asyila.

Anyway, Yogi owes both a very good debt. Not only good to himself and his wife. However, a couple is also good to others and indiscriminate.

It did not take long, they arrived at a village that looks like the house of the inhabitants looks far from the simple word.

The car stopped and Abraham and the others came down to provide some sustenance.

Asyila knocked on the door of the house that was closed and did not take long, the door was open.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” said Asyila so friendly.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, what's wrong Tea?” ask a confused old mother.

Asyila smiled and gave the rice box and the pot to the woman in front of her.

“This is no sustenance from God through us, please accept yes Mother,” said Asyila.

“Alhamdulillah, finally we can eat,” said the woman and prostrated right in front of Asyila.

“Astaghfirullahaladzim, I can't prostrate like this, let's get up. Hopefully this sustenance is useful for Mother,” explained Asyila and out of pity, Asyila also gave the envelope that is still left in her bag for the woman in front of her.

After that, Ashila and the others continued their steps to provide the sustenance from door to door.

A few moments later.

Eventually all the boxed rice and sembako had been used up given to people in need.

Asyila as well as the others decided to return to Absyil's housing.

“Alhamdulillah yes Mas, finally everything went very smoothly. Asyila's feelings are now increasingly peaceful,” explained Asyila.

“Asyila is indeed the ideal wife, thank you for all this,” sahut Abraham on his little wife and do not forget to give a kiss on the forehead of the beloved wife.

Yogi is not surprised anymore with the romance of the couple, Yogi even hopes that they both continue to be happy until the end of their lives.

At the same time, Ema was enjoying a fruit dish made by Mbok Num.

Because, Ema was tempted by fresh fruits on the dining table. He also asked Mbok Num to make a fruit of desire and Ema did not forget to thank Mbok Num who has been willing to make a special poem for him.

“Sehat continue yes Mbak Dyah,” said Mbok Num on Ema.

“One more time thank you Mbok. Sorry to trouble Mbok Num,” reply Ema.

“Mbak Ema just relax with Mbok Num,” said Mbok Num with his friendly smile.

“Mbok Num accompany Dyah here, Mbok Num also have to eat fruit prajak Mbok make themselves,” said Ema offers the fruit rujak.

Mbok Num then also refused an offer from Ema.

“Kok Mbok Num does not want?” ask Ema who looks disappointed.

“Mbak Ema do not misunderstand, alright Mbok eat,” reply Mbok Num and finally enjoy the fruit.