Abraham and Asyila 2

Akbar Kidnapped

A few years later.

Asyila ran after Akbar who is now 4 years old. Akbar Mahesa, looking very happy when he tried to run so as not to be caught by his mother.

Arumi and Herwan now live in Bandung, along with their beloved single daughter and their dream daughter-in-law.

“Akbar, don't run from Mommy!” Asyila continued to chase after her little son who was trying to run away from her.

Abraham suddenly came and captured the small body of his son, Akbar Mahesa.

“Akkkhhh!” Akbar shouted in surprise at the figure of the Father who suddenly appeared. “Dad!” akbar shouted with so much spirit.

Asyila approached her husband with teary eyes.

“Alhamdulillah, finally Mas is back. All of us, miss Mas Abraham who has not come home for a week,” said Asyila.

Abraham pulled his little wife's body into his arms. Then, kiss the wife's forehead.

Akbar swung his lips and with his small hands, he wiped the kiss marks on his mother's forehead.

Abraham was astonished to see how naughty Akbar was.

“Mother has Akbar,” firmly Akbar who can already pronounce the letter R well.

“Syila, our baby was able to pronounce the letter R,” said Abraham with a dumbfounded expression.

“Mas do not be surprised so, however Akbar is also already big and not a baby anymore,” said Asyila.

At the same time, Kahfi came with his younger brother named Fauzi.

Fauzi is so similar to Ema, while Kahfi is a blend of Ema and Yogi.

“Mother, Fauzi wants to play with Akbar,” said Kahfi who drove his sister to play with Akbar.

At that time, Abraham dropped Akbar to accompany Fauzi to play.

Abraham walked up to his father-in-law and kissed the back of his hand in turn.

During the week, Arumi and Herwan only know that Abraham is in an important job out of town. The truth is that Abraham left because there was a mission he had to complete along with the other team.

Asyila was already accustomed to the mission of her husband who had to let her husband go to face challenges out there.

“Nak Abraham, how is his business?” ask Herwan.

“Alhamdulillah, go very well,” replied Abraham.

“Let's go inside!” bring Arumi.

They also waltzed into the house, as well as Fauzi who was accustomed to going in and out of the house.

“Kahfi not coming in?” ask Asyila.

“No, Mother. Kahfi must work on school pr, because tomorrow must be collected,” replied Kahfi who is now in grade 4 Elementary School.

“His favorite learning spirit Mother, Mother knows that Kahfi is a smart child,” said Asyila encouraged Kahfi.

“Thank you, Mother. Mother, Kahfi go home first yes, wassalamu'alaikum.”

“Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,” reply Asyila while waving her hand towards Kahfi who slowly moved away and finally entered into the house.

Ashila went into the house to serve her husband who had just returned home.

“Mas Abraham, Mas have eaten?” asked Asyila who had just entered the room.

“Not yet, Mas wants to eat dishes cooked by Asyila,” replied Abraham. “Will but, before eating Mas want to shower first,” added Abraham.

“You want a warm bath or regular water? Asyila get ready?”

“Already, no need. Just prepare it yourself, Asyila just cook it!” pinta Abraham's.

“If you want that, fine. Asyila to the kitchen first yes, Mas want Asyila masakin what?”

“Hhmm... It is up to Asyila alone, the important thing is that Asyila cooks,” replied Abraham.

“Hufft.. From the past until now Mas never changed,” chirped Asyila.

“What should Mas turn into?” abraham asked in amazement.

“Yes not turned into anything, Mas. Never mind, Asyila to the kitchen first,” said Asyila and rushed out of the room to prepare a meal for her husband.

Akbar and Fauzi were playing small ball in the living room.

“Adik Fauzi, here don't want to go far!” call Akbar to Fauzi.

Fauzi did not speak, probably because he was not yet fluent in saying something he wanted to say.

“Mama..” Fauzi suddenly cried out to his mother.

Akbar was of course shocked and panicked, because Fauzi was suddenly crying for no reason.

“Fauzi want to go home?” akbar asked Fauzi who was still crying.

Fauzi quickly nodded his head and quickly stopped his cries.

“Come, brother Akbar interracial,” says Akbar.

Before Akbar drove Fauzi home, Akbar first cleaned his toys.

After the toys were neatly arranged in the original place, Akbar took Fauzi's hand to deliver Fauzi home.

Arumi smiled broadly when she saw Akbar holding Fauzi's hand tightly.

“Akbar, Grandma's favorite granddaughter! Where's Akbar going with Fauzi's sister?” asked Arumi stopping the second step of the boy who wanted to go to the exit.

“Mau delivered Brother Fauzi home Nek,” he replied.

“Then, Come on Grandma accompany Akbar deliver Fauzi!”

Akbar agrees and they get out of the house together to drive Fauzi home.

Asyila was busy in the kitchen, she was making quail eggs for her husband and hoped her husband liked the eggs of quail balado seasoning her dishes.

In addition to the quail of sambal balado, Asyila also fries catfish and clear vegetables.

“Akkhhh!” Asyila was shocked when a pair of hands suddenly hugged her stomach. “Astaghfirullahaladzim, Mas Abraham almost made Ashila hangers,” Asyila said and reached out to her husband's ears.

“Aww. aww, my goodness, my goodness,” said Abraham begging his little wife for forgiveness.

“Mas still want to make Asyila surprised like earlier?” ask Asyila.

“No longer,” replied Abraham.

“Yakin no longer?” ask Ashila to make sure.

“But, if khilaf yes do not blame Mas,” reply Abraham.

Herwan came to the kitchen to fetch some drinking water, and Abraham and Asyila moved one step.

“Daddy want what?” ask Ashila to her father.

“Oh, This Daddy just wants to take drinking water!”

“Daddy want to eat with us?” ask Asyila.

“No need, Dad's not hungry. Dad to the living room yes,” said Herwan who had taken a glass of drinking water and sauntered away to the living room to relax again.

Asyila glanced at her husband and refocused on his cooking. Abraham sighed and chose to sit on the chair while waiting for the wife to finish cooking.

A few minutes later.

Asyila finally finished cooking and at that time Akbar ran to his father who was sitting while watching Asyila.

“Dad!” call Akbar.

Abraham turned his head towards Akbar who suddenly appeared.

“What's Akbar?” ask Abraham.

“Mau to the night market, Father,” replied Akbar who suddenly wants to go to the night market.

“Night market? Does Akbar know where?” is from abraham asked curiously.

Abraham smiled and lifted Akbar's body into his lap. Then, pull out his phone to see if there is a night market around the area where they live.

Abraham's smile was perfect when he learned that there was a night market and the distance was about 20 minutes if using a four-wheeled vehicle.

“How, Mas? Is there a Night Market referred to by Akbar?” ask Asyila as she approached her husband.

“Alhamdulillah. Later in the night we will go there, we go after prayers Isya,” explained Abraham.

“Horeeee! Thank you Dad,” said Akbar who did not forget to thank his father, Abraham.

“Iya, Akbar darling. Equally, Oya Fauzi's sister where? How come there's nothing with Akbar?” ask Abraham.

“Fauzi's sister is home, Dad,” she replied.

“Mas, Asyila cuisine is ready. Asyila wants to go ahead first, calling Mom maybe Mom wants to eat with us,” said Asyila and sauntered to the living room.

Upon arrival in the living room, Ashila immediately asked her mother to eat together or not. Arumi, who was still tight, refused subtly. Asyila was able to understand and re-stretch towards the dining room.

“How?” abraham asked his wife.

“Mother happens to be still full, Mas.”

“Yes already, it's okay. The three of us ate together, ” said Abraham.

Nightfall.

Akbar was wearing a fur jacket bought by his mother when a few months ago went to the Bogor area, a fur jacket that is so adorable when worn by Akbar.

Mbok Num died a year ago without any symptoms. The death of Mbok Num, made Asyila as well as the others sad. Even so, they were happy because of the desire Mbok Num who wanted to be buried in the city of Madiun, finally materialized as well.

Akbar himself still remembers well with the figure of Mbok Num who was like Grandma to him.

“Mother, Akbar handsome like Daddy?” ask Akbar while posing as handsome as possible.

“Akbar dear, of course more handsome Akbar than Dad,” said Asyila.

“Because Daddy already has white hair huh Mommy?”

The deg!

Akbar's words seemed to say that his father was old.

Asyila could not help but laugh when she saw the expression on her husband's face that was so stunned by the words of their baby.

“Pardon our child yes Mas, Akbar likes kebablasan when he says,” said Asyila.

Abraham stroked his own chest, trying not to cry with bad words from Akbar.

“Dad, don't get mad. Later white hair Daddy more and more,” chirped Akbar.

If it could be seen with the naked eye, Abraham's hair was like emitting so much smoke.

“Dad, let's go!” pinta Akbar and get out of the room just like that.

Asyila stroked her husband's chest and gently kissed the husband's cheek.

“Sabar ya Mas, her name is also a small child,” said Asyila and took her husband's hand to get out of the room immediately.

They walked out to get into the car. Previously, they had said goodbye to Arumi and Herwan who had decided not to come because the night air was quite cold.

“Pak Eko, let's go!” the impatient Pinta Akbar wanted to rush to see the bustling night market.

Eko assented and immediately gas tanked to get to the night market.

Just now they came out of the Absyil Housing area, it turned out that there was a car slowly following them. It seems, they have been lurking Absyil Housing from the entrance gate of the Absyil Housing.

Abraham, Eko and Ashila were both unaware that the car directly behind them was following them slowly.

“Akbar dear, the jacket should not be removed yes. Bandung air is currently in cold weather, Bunda does not want to get Akbar to catch wind,” Asyila said.

“Iya, Mother,” Akbar replied in an adorable voice.

It didn't take long, they finally arrived at the night market that Akbar wanted so much.

Akbar jumped excitedly to see the night market so crowded.

“Dad, want to ride it,” said Akbar pointed towards the ringleader Lala.

“Akbar dare to ride the culprit Lala?” ask Abraham to make sure.

“Father and Mother also rose,” said Akbar who of course did not dare if he had to ride alone.

Asyila was a bit claustrophobic to see the people who were huddled through the entrance to the night market.

“Mas, why is the night market so crowded? Can we enjoy the market tonight?” ask Asyila.

“Yes how else, this is Akbar's wish. However, we must not choose love for our children,” Abraham explained.

“This is not a matter of favoritism, Mas. However, Asyila is afraid that Akbar cannot enjoy the happiness of the market tonight,” said Asyila.

“Have not thought like that, let's go inside!” take Abraham.

When Abraham wanted to hold Akbar, Akbar immediately refused and said his desire to walk.

“If Akbar wants to walk, Akbar must hold firmly the hands of Father and Mother!” abraham's command to his little son.

“Good, Father,” replied Akbar.

Eko also entered the night market.

As they were walking towards the entrance, someone suddenly pushed Abraham and Asyila. Fortunately, they did not fall, but they lost Akbar.

Abraham looked back and tried to find Akbar, perhaps behind him. Asyila also searched with Eko.

They finally realize that Akbar is missing.

When Ashila turned her head in the other direction, she saw a little boy wearing a fur jacket being carried away by three people.

“Mas, the Akbar!” shouts Asyila.

Asyila ran trying to catch up, as did Akbar and Eko.

However, they lost track due to the large number of people in the place.

“Mas, how is this? It seems, from earlier we were followed by them,” said Asyila panicked.

Abraham panicked, and ran back to chase. However, they had completely lost Akbar.

“Mas remember now, they were the ones who managed to escape when there was a massive arrest. It is clear from the tattoo that is on the arm of one of them,” said Abraham.

At that time, Abraham contacted his best friend to help him find Akbar's whereabouts.

“Syila now go home with Eko, Mas will go find Akbar!” Abraham's Commandments.

“No, Mas. Asyila anyway must come with Mas Abraham,” asserted Asyila.

“Syila, this is very dangerous. Mas don't want anything to happen to Akbar or Asyila, better Asyila go home and please don't go anywhere!”

“But, Mas...”

“Syila, this is an order from the husband for his wife!” firmly Abraham.

Asyila was drowned and slowly walked towards the car along with Eko, her husband's personal driver who had been loyal for decades.

In the car, Asyila continued to cry because she could not imagine how the fate of Akbar, her little son who was very dear to her.

Eko just kept quiet and rushed towards the Absyil Housing at a fairly high speed.

Abraham seemed so angry, he wanted to kill those who had kidnapped Akbar Mahesa, his little son with his wife.

Dayat again contacted Abraham and said that they were on their way to the location where Abraham was standing.

Akbar who was already in the car, could only cry feeling the pain on his wrist that had been tightened.

“Shut! You can shut up, can't you? Want me to kill?” The man sitting next to Akbar, pointed a sharp weapon at Akbar.

Akbar cried without making a sound.