Abraham and Asyila 2

The Members of the Food Poisoning Police

Nightfall.

Asyila's condition had begun to improve, Asyila's face was not as pale as before. He was even, already able to help Ema clean up after the tahlilan yasinan event was completed.

“Asyila, let me. You are currently increasing the rest, I am even happy if you rest at home and do not come here,” said Ema who loves Asyila so much like a biological sister.

“Astaghfirullahaladzim, Ema. How can I stay at home while my best friend is busy here. You don't have to worry about me, all I can worry about is Mas Abraham,” Asyila said to her best friend while smiling sweetly.

Ema laughed amusedly at what Ashila said to her.

“You are, for a long time the more adorable, like a clown,” said Ema and chuckled amusedly at the adorable face of Asyila.

“Nak Ashila, this is no roasted brownies. Take it home yes, for Akbar,” said Icha giving Asyila baked brownies.

“Thank you, Icha,” reply Asyila while receiving the baked brownies gift from Icha, Mami from Ema.

“Iya, both Nak Asyila,” sahut Icha who stared at Asyila's face with admiration.

“Asyila, it's time for you to go home. For sure now, Akbar is waiting for his mother at home,” said Ema who does not want Asyila to go home until late at night, given the condition of Asyila who is completely unwell.

Asyila thanked him for the roasted brownies, then he said goodbye to go home soon.

When Ashila had just passed the fence of her best friend's house, apparently the husband had been waiting for her in front of the fence of the small family of Ema.

“Mas Abraham!” Asyila's smile expanded perfectly when she saw that her husband was already right in front of her.

Abraham smiled and peeked at his little wife's forehead.

“Let's go home, from earlier your husband is worried about Asyila,” Abraham explained to his little wife.

Asyila hugged her husband's arm and the two of them walked very affectionately towards their love home.

“Mas, Asyila had contacted Mbak Rahma and it turns out, Mbak Rahma has married siri with Arabs there. Does Ashila have to tell Kevin this?” ask Asyila to the husband to hear the opinion of her husband about Rahma and Kevin's relationship.

“If Rahma there is married and happy, we can only pray for her. And for Kevin's business, maybe at this time he needs to make peace with time,” Abraham explained.

The two of them finally reached home and did not forget to say hello before entering.

Arumi and Herwan were already asleep, because that night had already shown at 10 p.m.

“Syila where you going?” abraham asked as his little wife walked in the other direction instead of walking towards the room.

“Asyila wants to put these roasted brownies on the dining table, Mas Abraham. Want to come too?” asyila asked as she raised both eyebrows and then blinked one eye at Abraham.

Abraham nodded with a big smile and ran like a child chasing his mother.

After putting the roasted brownies to the dining table, the two stepped back into the room to immediately rest.

As she was walking, she stumbled by her own feet and fortunately Abraham swiftly restrained Asyila's body, which almost fell to the floor.

“Syila, for Christ's sake. Syila made Asyila almost hanging,” said Abraham who looked very panicked.

“Asyila did not mean that at all, Mas,” reply Asyila who almost fell if not held by her beloved husband.

“Iya, Mas know. Let's hold tight Mas's hand!” pinta Abraham who did not want such an event to happen again.

Asyila smiled sweetly and hugged her husband's arm tightly.

“Mas loves Asyila forever,” Abraham said with a loving gaze.

“Asyila also loved Mas forever,” said Asyila with a red face like boiled shrimp.

Next morning.

Asyila was in the room alone while folding her clothes, husband and baby, Akbar.

“Yeah, it turns out Akbar's pants are torn. Instead, I directly sew these pants,” said Asyila monologue and went from her seat to her store outlet to sew Akbar's favorite pants.

At the same time, Abraham went into the room to meet his little wife. But the wife was not in the room.

“Where's Asyila? Wasn't Syila in the room?” abraham asked in amazement.

Seeing the clothes that had not been folded, immediately Abraham decided to fold the clothes, as well as help his little wife.

“Nona Asyila, let me just sew,” said one of Asyila's women.

“No need, let me just,” replied Asyila and started sewing Akbar pants using a sewing machine.

After which, Asyila rushed back to her room to resume her unfinished activities.

“Mas Abraham!” Asyila was surprised to see the clothes that her husband had folded. “Why did Mas fold it?” asked Asyila with a sad expression.

“Syila expression don't be sad so dong. Mas do it because you want, here sitting near Mas!” call Abraham and move his hand so that Ashila will sit beside him.

“Ya should, let Asyila alone Mas. You see, Asyila is confused if just relax without moving to do the activity,” explained Asyila while landing her buttocks on the sofa.

When Abraham wanted to kiss his little wife's cheek, suddenly the phone rang and made both of them surprised.

“Who, Mas called so early?” ask Asyila curiously.

Abraham shrugged his shoulders and hurriedly picked up his cell phone to see who was trying to contact him.

Abraham swerved sharply and quickly received a phone call from his best friend, Edi.

“Hallo, Assalamu'alaikum,” Abraham said.

Abraham frowned and was surprised to hear Edi's explanation. After that, Abraham agreed and will soon follow to meet the other team.

“Mas, what's up? Why did Mas's face turn into panic like this?” ask Asyila to come closer to her husband.

“One of the team, died of food poisoning and several others are being treated in hospital. It seems, someone deliberately wants to harm the police,” said Abraham while removing his clothes to immediately change his other clothes.

“Innalilahi wa innailaihi rojiun, O Allah. If so, it does not rule out the possibility there will be many casualties. Now Mas go,” Asyila said to her husband.

“As long as Mas is not at home, Asyila must take care of health and do not forget to eat on time,” stressed Abraham.

“Mas don't have to think about Asyila, Asyila will take care of Asyila's health,” Asyila replied while helping her husband wear a tie.

Asyila hugged her husband tightly and wished her husband back in good health.

Abraham returned the embrace of his little wife and right then and there, Abraham walked out to leave immediately.

“Dad!” Akbar ran to his father who was clear that his father wanted to leave. “Where to go?” ask Akbar.

Abraham crouched down and kissed the cheek of his little son, Akbar.

“Good, Dad!” yelled Akbar obediently.

Arumi and Herwan came to Abraham.

“Where is Abraham going so early?” asked Arumi curiously, because it is not usual for his daughter-in-law to leave before 7 am.

“Dad, Mother. Abraham has important business in the office, please do not Asyila and also Akbar,” said Abraham who said a lie because he did not want to, if his in-laws were worried about him.

Abraham finally breezed off and sauntered away to get into the car.

“Eko, fast walk!” Abraham's Commandments.

Eko knew that his Master was in a hurry, he quickly gasped to leave the Absyil Housing.

“Where are we, Mr Abraham?” ask the Master.

“Basecamp!” Abraham's Commandments.

Hearing the word basecamp, Eko understood and rushed to the location.

For some reason, Abraham felt that the criminals this time were too bold and blatant. Abraham worried about the safety of his family at home.

Asyila bit her lip and it was seen that the woman looked so unsettled.

“Abviously, why can they be poisoned and to the point of death? Should I also intervene? Besides, my back doesn't hurt any more than yesterday. However, what if I get caught by Mas Abraham?” ask Asyila monologue.

Asyila walked around in her room, she was not calm until the perpetrator who put poison into the food was caught and given a heavy sentence for deliberately taking away human lives.

“Mother why? Mother stomach pain huh?” tanya Akbar thought that her mother was in a stomachache.

“Oh, not Akbar dear.

Mother is just moving. Akbar would like to enter the room?” asyila asked her little son, Akbar Mahesa.

“Do not want anything, Mother. Mother, Akbar wants a fruit salad that Mother used to make!” pinta Akbar who really wants to enjoy the fruit salad that was often made by his beloved Mother.

“Akbar want to eat fruit salad? Yes, let's go to the kitchen. We make fruit salad together!” take Asyila while holding Akbar's hand.

Asyila and Akbar had reached the kitchen, Asyila then asked Akbar to take the fruits in the refrigerator.

Akbar excitedly walked towards the refrigerator and opened it.

“Mother, this is all issued?” ask Akbar.

Seeing so many fruits that it was impossible to lift at once by Akbar's small hand, Ashila walked over.

“Let Mommy alone, Akbar just sit in the chair, understand!” asyila pinta.

“Good, Mother,” replied Akbar who was very obedient to what the mother said.

Asyila took out one by one the fruits, then she washed them clean before cutting them into pieces.

“Mother, Brother Bela when is here?” tanya Akbar was curious while eating the fruit of the longan which tastes of course very sweet.

“If it is, Mother also does not know. Maybe in a few days, Bela Brother here,” replied Asyila who was cutting mangoes.

At the same time, Abraham was still on his way and a few minutes ago, he received a call from Edi and Edi informed him that there had been an increase in one policeman who died of poisoning.

Akbar was completely inexhaustible, how could they be mislead like that. Moreover, it is about food.

O Allah, may no one else lose their life because of the poisoned food.

Eko, who was driving the car, appeared to panic to hear that someone had died from food poisoning. Eko himself, knew that his master was often faced with problems that are not trivial and even, wrong just a little life at stake.

Back again with Asyila and Akbar who are still busy making fruit salad.

“Mother, want kiwi fruit!” pinta Akbar pointed towards the kiwi fruit that was still intact with its skin.

“Akbar want? Momentarily, Mother split first,” said Asyila and cut the fruit in half, then give Akbar a spoon to enjoy the kiwi fruit.

“Thank you, Mother,” said Akbar and slowly enjoy the kiwi fruit that the little boy really wanted.

Arumi comes when he vaguely hears the conversation between his favorite daughter and also his favorite grandson.

“Asyila baby, what do you want to do?” asked Arumi and kissed Akbar's cheek which was currently focused on enjoying the kiwi fruit.

“This, Mother! Asyila is making a fruit salad, Akbar happens to want to enjoy the fruit salad that the mother made,” Asyila explained to her mother.

“Wah, fruit salad? In that case, I also want to,” said Arumi who also wants to enjoy fruit salad made by her favorite single daughter.

Asyila chuckled little to hear her mother who also wanted to enjoy her fruit salad.

“Mother take it easy, Asyila makes a fruit salad with a large portion. In fact, even if Dyah came here with Fahmi and Asyila, of course this fruit salad will be the rest of the lot,” explained Asyila with a sweet smile.

“Thank God, Mom ahead first yes looking for wind on the front porch,” said Arumi.

“Iya, Mother. If the fruit salad is ready, Ashila will tell Mom and Dad!”

Arumi gave a small nod and slowly walked towards the front porch.

Asyila stared at her mother's back for quite a while, Asyila realized that her mother was getting older. In fact, to walk alone can not be as fast as before.

“Mother, Akbar to the family room yes,” said Akbar who was suddenly sleepy and eager to sleep on the sofa of the family room.

Asyila did not ask and with a sweet smile, she agreed with what Akbar said.

Now, Ashila was in the kitchen alone. She suddenly shed her tears and hoped that her husband would return soon.

“If in two days, Mas Abraham did not return, then Ashila would go after Mas Abraham. Asyila herself who will give them a lesson,” said Asyila monologued and quickly wiped her tears.

Arumi was sitting relaxing on the front porch of the house while accompanied by her husband, Herwan.

“Mas, lately Nak Abraham is very busy in his office,” Arumi told her husband.

“Yes name is also boss, company leader. After all, the company also belongs to our daughter-in-law,” Herwan replied very casually while watching the birds that perched on the mango tree right in front of him.

“Yes despite that, this is too often. Pity also Asyila and Akbar who often left work,” said Arumi and sighed slowly.

“If the work of Nak Abraham is done, surely Nak Abraham is not as busy as this,” said Herwan.

“Iya also yes Mas, why not think,” reply Arumi and also pay attention to the birds that are perched on the mango tree.