Abraham and Asyila 2

Rambutan Party

Daytime.

Ashraf decided to take a break after studying from morning until noon.

“It's finished love learning it?” asyila asked Ashraf who had just entered the room.

“Not yet, Mother. After Dzuhur prayers and lunch, Ashraf wants to study again so he can pass the test, ” Ashraf replied and climbed into his parents' bed.

“The spirit is dear, Daddy and Mommy can only help Ashraf through Do'a,” Asyila said as she gently stroked Ashraf's hair.

“Thank you, Mother. Oya, Where's Mother?” ashraf asked who realized that his father was not in the room.

“Dad is having business at the office. Soon Dad comes home,” replied Asyila in a soft voice as possible to Ashraf.

Ashraf closed his eyes while Ashila continued to caress Ashraf's hair, until Ashraf fell asleep.

“There are still 45 minutes before Dzuhur prayer, you should let Ashraf rest,” said Asyila Lirih and decided to get out of the room together with baby Akbar so that Ashraf can sleep soundly.

Akbar smiled at his mother who was holding him. Then, pull the hijab worn by the mother.

“Dear bar, can not pull the hijab Mother!” asyila pinta.

Akbar closed his eyes and removed the hijab he had previously pulled.

“Smart child, don't be naughty yes,” Asyila said. Then, gently kiss Ashraf's cheek.

Akbar laughed loosely and made Asyila even more anxious to kiss the cheeks of her baby repeatedly.

Hearing Akbar's laughter, Dyah quickly approached his sister.

“God's joy, Ashraf's laughter is truly comforting. Aunty, here let Dyah carry Akbar's sister!” pinta Dyah who wants to hold the baby of Abraham and Asyila.

Asyila smiled and gave Akbar's baby to Dyah. However, baby Akbar immediately refused by crying.

“Sorry, Dyah. Looks like Akbar refused to carry you,” said Asyila.

“Akbar, this beautiful Sister Dyah does not want to cook? Mau ya!” pinta Dyah tried to carry Akbar.

Again Akbar cried and his crying this time was so loud.

He was even surprised to hear the cry of rejection from his sister.

As Dyah was about to turn towards the living room, suddenly her little princess walked towards him.

“Asyla search Mama huh?” asked Dyah and took her little daughter's hand towards the family room.

Asyila was anxious to see Dyah's little daughter who was already good at walking.

“Before her favorite Mother is good at walking, aaahh... It feels like just yesterday Mother gave birth to Akbar,” Asyila said as she walked to the family room.

Arumi, who was sitting at the time, immediately asked Asyila to bring her little granddaughter into her lap. Asyila agrees and gives Akbar's baby to Arumi.

“Aunty, how does Akbar's sister want to be with Grandma Arumi?” asked Dyah with a astonished expression.

“Aunty also does not know, not usually Akbar voters like this,” replied Asyila as is.

Akbar looks comfortable in his grandmother's lap. While Arumi, so happy to be close to his fourth grandson.

“Asyila, Son Abraham has not come home?” ask Arumi curiously.

“Then Asyila doesn't know either. Perhaps, at this time Mas Abraham was on his way home,” replied Asyila.

“Then, where's Ashraf? From earlier I did not see it,” said Arumi asked Ashraf.

“Ashraf is sleeping in the room, Mom. From morning until a few minutes ago, Ashraf was in his room,” replied Asyila.

“Ngapain him in the room long-time?” ask Arumi curiously.

“Learn to prepare for the entrance test of the boarding school, Mother,” said Asyila.

“God willing, hopefully Ashraf can get away and finally get into the boarding house he wants,” said Arumi.

“Aamiiin!” exclaim Asyila, Dyah, Fahmi, Bela, Arumi and Herwan simultaneously.

At the same time, Abraham was on his way home.

Abraham smiled faintly as he imagined the adorable face of his little wife, when Abraham turned to look out of the car, Abraham saw a rambutan that looked very fresh.

“Eko, we turn the direction!” Abraham's Commandments.

“Good, Mr. Abraham. Where are we going?” ask Eko.

“Look over there, I want to buy rambutan fruit for home people,” explained Abraham.

“Ok, ready My Lord!” eko is so excited.

It did not take long, they finally stopped right in front of the rambutan fruit seller.

“Eko, you go down and buy all those rambutans!” Abraham's Commandments.

Eko did not ask much, he agreed and took the cash given by Abraham to pay for the rambutan fruit in the wholesale.

“Buy how many kilos, Sir?” ask the rambutan fruit seller.

“Everything, Sir,” replied Eko.

“Yes Allah! You sure?” ask the rambutan fruit seller who looks distrustful to the man in front of who wants to buy rambutan fruit that he sells.

Abraham got out of the car and confirmed that they bought the fruit.

“Alhamdulillah,” said the old man gratefully.

Eko smiled and opened the back door of the car so that the rambutan fruit was immediately put in the car.

After everyone got into the car, Eko handed over the cash.

“Pak, this money is 100 thousand excess,” said the old man while handing the money to Eko.

“No, it is indeed for the father,” reply Eko.

Abraham approached and gave some paper money to the rambutan fruit seller's father.

The rambutan seller was so happy and quickly drove his butut motorbike to immediately buy daily necessities for his family at home.

1 Hour later.

The car slowly entered the yard.

“Good day, Mr Abraham!” Mr. Udin smiled to greet Abraham who had just arrived.

“Good day too Mr Udin! Mr Udin has lunch?” ask Abraham.

“Alhamdulillah, already Mr. Abraham. Miss Asyila herself delivered food for me,” replied Mr. Udin.

“Pak Udin, later go inside ya! We ate rambutan together!” take Abraham.

“Alhamdulillah, Good Lord Abraham!” exclaim Mr. Udin.

Abraham sauntered to the front porch and said his greetings.

“Assalamu'alaikum,” says Abraham.

Herwan who heard the greeting, rushed towards the vestibule.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, already home it turns out Nak Abraham,” said Herwan.

Abraham nodded lightly while kissing the back of his father-in-law's hand.

Asyila was in the room with Ashraf and Akbar.

“Mother, if this one is the answer what?” ashraf asked for an answer from his mother.

“If this one means cow,” replied Asyila.

“Oh, so that means a cow. Thank you Mother,” said Ashraf who was seriously studying.

Abraham went into the room without knocking on the door.

Ashraf and Ashila turned to the door.

“Dad!” Ashraf was so happy to see his father. “Horeee, Dad is home,” added Ashraf and kissed the back of his beloved Father's hand.

“Dear love, Thank God Dad has come home,” said Abraham.

Asyila walked over to her husband and kissed the back of the hand of the man she loved so much.

“How's the business at the office, Mas?” ask Asyila while helping her husband remove his tie and work coat.

“Alhamdulillah, everything is smooth,” replied Abraham and chose to relax for a moment on the sofa.

“Mas want lunch now or later?” ask Asyila.

“In the meantime,” replied Abraham and kissed a glimpse of his little wife's forehead without being seen by Ashraf who was then refocused on the book of the Brother, Arsyad Mahesa.

A few moments later.

Abraham had finished his lunch accompanied by his little wife. After that, Abraham ordered Eko to remove all the rambutans that had been purchased and bring into the family room to eat with the family and the working women.

Asyila, Arumi, Ashraf, as well as the others were shocked to see so much of her hair.

“Dad, why is the rambutan so much?” ask Ashraf in amazement.

“Today we will party Rambutan,” replied Abraham. “Ashraf, please call Mbok Num and everyone in the kitchen and in the Muslimah booth to come to the family room!” pinta Abraham on Ashraf.

Ashraf eagerly agreed and ran as fast as possible to tell the others to gather in the living room.

“Bela, please call Kahfi and her parents to come here now yes!” pinta Abraham to Bela.

“Good, Uncle,” replied Bela and rushed to the Yogi family home to inform him that Abraham asked them to gather at home immediately.

It didn't take long, the living room was crowded.

“Everyone, eat enough rambutan today. And if you want to bring home, take it home because it is a rambutan to be divided. So, wait a minute? Please enjoy,” said Abraham.

They cheered and immediately enjoyed the fruit.

Ema was very happy, she could enjoy the rambutan that she wanted so much.

It turned out that not only Ema, Yogi and Kahfi had come. However, Mami from Ema and Mother from Yogi also came to enjoy the rambutan fruit.

Asyila smiled happily and took a picture to be a memento someday.

“Dyah! Look here!” Asyila photographed Dyah who was holding a bunch of rambutan fruit.

“Mother, Ashraf also want!” pinta Ashraf wanted to be photographed by her mother.

Czechoslovakia! Czechoslovakia! Czechoslovakia! Asyila eagerly took pictures of everyone who was enjoying the rambutan fruit.

Dyah got up to approach his busy Aunty taking pictures.

“Aunty, now let Dyah take the picture. Aunty sit close to Uncle, if you can style romantic ya!” pinta Dyah and took the camera in her Aunty hand.

Asyila smiled shyly and walked closer towards the husband.

“Aunty, more friendly pose!” pinta Dyah is getting ready to take pictures of the couple.

Abraham smiled and embraced the wife's waist. Then, he kissed his little wife's cheek.

Czechoslovakia! Czechoslovakia!”

Asyila was shocked because her husband suddenly kissed her on the cheek.

“Yes, so sweet once,” praise Dyah when seeing the shots. “Aahhh... Dyah even embarrassed to see it,” added Dyah.

Asyila put her lips together and hit her husband's arm.

“Shameless,” said Asyila in a whisper in her husband's ear.

Abraham laughed with satisfaction at the expression on his little wife's face and the wife's words that made his little wife even more adorable.