Abraham and Asyila 2

Asyila is Sick

Bandung.

It had been almost a week that the husband had not yet returned, though Abraham still sent a short message to Ashila and said that there Abraham was well.

Asyila's sadness was not much he thought, because so much work he had to handle. Starting from selling peanut cakes that boomed to her Muslim clothes which almost every day sold hard, there were even many customers out of their groceries because of their so-called sales.

“Aunty, Dyah posted this Aunty robe on social media and it turned out that many ordered. About this game when is Aunty?” asked Dyah because she knew that the Muslim clothes sold by Aunty sold well.

“God willing, another week Dyah,” reply Asyila on Dyah.

“A week away? Alright, Dyah will ask them, do they want to wait within a week or not?”

“Dyah, please help others wrap this hijab into plastic, Aunty head feels a bit heavy. Looks like Aunty needs a break,” said Asyila who has been sick for two days and also heavy.

“Aunty seems exhausted and sleep-deprived, then rest. Let Dyah continue wrapping this hijab,” reply Dyah.

When Asyila had just risen, suddenly Asyila lost her balance and luckily there was Dyah who swiftly held Ashila's body from falling.

The women who were in the room also panicked with the state of Ashila.

“Yes Allah, Aunty,” said Dyah with a heart palpitating from fear of what happened to her Aunty.

“Dyah, suddenly Aunty's vision went dark. Please help Aunty to the room!” pinta Asyila on Dyah.

Dyah drove his Aunty into the room.

“Aunty should increase the rest, if Aunty is sick like this Uncle will be angry because Aunty does not care about Aunty's health,” said Dyah.

“Actually your Aunty also does not want to be sick, Dyah. But how else, anyway? His name is also sick, it is true what you said earlier, Aunty does have to rest a lot. Maybe, tomorrow the store closes,” reply Asyila.

“No. Anyway the store can't close, Dyah will replace Aunty. Aunty take it easy, tomorrow it happens that Mas Fahmi does not go to the store, so that Mas Fahmi becomes Asyila,” said Dyah.

“Dyah, Aunty does not want to trouble you and also your husband.”

“Aunty, Dyah or Mas Fahmi do not feel bothered at all, instead we are happy if we help Aunty, that means we are still needed,” said Dyah.

Asyila and Dyah finally arrived at the room, Dyah slowly helped her to lay down on the bed.

“Aunty rest first, Dyah will call the Doctor to check the condition of Aunty,” said Dyah and take out his smartphone.

“Dyah, no need to call Doctor all. Aunty just needs rest,” Asyila said to Dyah so as not to call the Doctor to come to Absyil Housing.

Dyah shook her head rejecting her Aunty request and contacted one of her acquaintance's doctors to come check on her beloved Aunty's health condition.

“Aunty take it easy, Doctor's house that Dyah called is not far from Absyil Housing. Maybe in 15 minutes, Doctor Caca arrives.”

After saying the sentence, Dyah breezed away leaving Asyila in her room to resume her work.

“Mbok Num, please make Aunty warm tea yes!” pinta Dyah when crossing Mbok Num.

“Alright, Madam Dyah,” said Mbok Num and rushed to make tea for Asyila who was sick.

Asyila slowly opened her hijab and placed it on the nightstand. He tried to relax so that the dizziness in his head immediately reduced.

“Tok! Geck! Tok!”

“Log in, unlocked!” pinta Asyila half yelled to be heard until she came out the door.

Mbok Num slowly walked into the room with a cup of warm tea for Ashila.

“Nona Asyila, this is warm tea,” Mbok Num said.

“Mbok Num, please help me drink that warm tea yes!” pinta Asyila in a soft voice.

Mbok Num put the tea on the nightstand and helped Ashila to sit down.

“Thank you, Mbok Num,” Asyila told Mbok Num who had helped her drink tea.

“Yes, Miss Asyila are both. In that case, I'm permission to go out so that Miss Asyila can get well soon,” said Mbok Num and walked out of the room.

Slowly, Asyila turned to look at her baby who was fortunately asleep.

Nightfall.

Dyah went into his Aunty's room to tell his beloved Aunty to eat because after that, his Uncle's wife had to take medicine.

“Aunty, let's eat!” bring Dyah.

Asyila shook her head, “No, Dyah. Aunty is not at all strong to walk.”

“Still sick huh Aunty his head? Aunty was lacking blood from being too tired and also thinking too much. Yes, Dyah get Aunty to eat so Aunty can eat,” said Dyah.

Dyah ran small towards the dining room to get food for her beloved Aunty.

“Dyah want to eat again?” asked Fahmi who at that time accidentally saw his wife in the dining room.

“Not, Mas. This is for Aunty. Poor Aunty, not strong walking due to illness,” Dyah replied with a sad expression.

Dyah filled the dishes and side dishes for her Aunty and after everything was filled in a plate, Dyah walked away to her husband who was still in the dining room.

He went into the room and put the plate on the nightstand.

“Come, Aunty! Dyah help Aunty sit down,” said Dyah helped her Aunty to sit on the bed.

“Dyah, take Aunty to the sofa only!” asyila pinta.

“Alright, if Aunty wants to sit on the sofa,” reply Dyah and try to help Asyila to walk towards the sofa.

Dyah finally managed to help Ashila sit on the sofa. Then, he took a plate to feed the food to his beloved Aunty.

Dyah was very lucky to have a niece like Dyah who cared so much about her.

“Already, Dyah,” said Asyila who just ate a little.

“Yes Allah, Aunty. That Aunty had only eaten three mouthfuls, anyway Aunty had to finish this meal!” dyah Pinta.

“Dyah, Aunty's mouth tastes bitter,” Asyila's light.

“Yes like this, Aunty ate five more mouthfuls huh!” dyah Pinta.

“Alright,” replied Asyila tried to swallow every food that went into her mouth, even with extreme force.

Dyah smiled happily as her Aunty complied with her wish.

After feeding Asyila food, Dyah was pleased to leave the room immediately.

Now, Ashila along with her little baby alone in the room.

Asyila suddenly shed her tears longing for her husband so she could embrace him immediately.

“Mas, quick home yes. Asyila will always pray for Mas Abram here,” said Asyila monologue.

Asyila did not tell her that she was sick, because she did not want to make her husband's work unfocused because his wife was sick at home.

Asyila took her medicine to get well soon, then she decided to go to bed immediately so that the next day she began to improve.

1 Hour later.

Dyah and Fahmi began to get sleepy when they both sat on the living room sofa, because the time was already night, they decided to immediately enter the room so they could immediately rest.

At the same time, Ashila awoke from her sleep and descended from her bed slowly towards the bathroom.

After urinating, Ashila came out of the bathroom and Akbar was crying.

“Iya dear,” said Asyila while stepping her feet towards the bed of her baby.

Asyila held her baby and took him to her bed.

Asyila began breastfeeding the baby and she fell asleep again due to the effects of the drug that resulted in severe drowsiness.