Abraham and Asyila 2

Successfully Make Excuses With Satay

Asyila sighed and moved away from the man who had fainted unconscious on the floor. Then, Ashila sat not far from where her husband lay. Asyila sat down while looking at her husband's miserable face.

Abraham looked up at the veiled woman. However, he could not focus because his body condition was so painful.

O Allah, bestow goodness, mercy, happiness, well-being and health upon the veiled woman.

Abraham prayed for a veiled woman who was none other than his wife.

Asyila sat down while looking at her husband's face, she once hugged and kissed him.

Asyila will be gone in 1 hour, to make sure her husband and Edi are okay.

For a long time, Ashila waited, until finally Edi's phone rang and it turned out the message from Dayat. Dayat informed him that in 10 minutes, they would arrive at the place.

At that moment, Asyila moved from her seat and decided to leave her husband and Edi as soon as possible.

Asyila ran out from past the criminals who were still asleep due to the influence of the medicine given by Asyila.

She ran to her husband's motorbike and sped away as quickly as possible leaving the area.

“Pardon Asyila, Mas. Asyila was forced to leave Mas Abraham, it would be very dangerous if Asyila was discovered. Perhaps Mas will be furious against Asyila and strictly forbid Asyila to engage in the mission Mas Abraham,” explained Asyila and decided to pass another path, because Asyila no longer wants to cross the suspension bridge that creepy.

At the same time, Arumi and Herwan are unable to sleep. They are still waiting for the return of Asyila who has been more than two hours has not yet arrived at Absyil Housing.

“Mas, why hasn't our daughter returned yet? I became worried, where Asyila went using the motor,” said Arumi who continued to wara-wiri unclear.

“Mom should sit down first, we'll just wait. God willing, our daughter is fine. Come here sit!” pinta Herwan to his wife.

Arumi sighed and instead waltzed away towards the living room. Herwan also moved from his seat and walked after his wife who instead headed to the living room.

“Mas, we'd better wait here. If Asyila comes home, we know,” said Arumi and sat down while looking at the window.

Asyila continued to ride her motorcycle and suddenly she remembered, otherwise it was impossible for her to go home empty-handed. He decided to buy something, so he could make up the reason why he came home late.

The young woman rode her motorcycle looking left and right there was probably something she could buy. Asyila's attention was focused on a blue tent that sold chicken satay and goat satay.

The motorbike stopped right next to a blue tent that sold chicken satay and also goat satay.

Asyila was surprised to realize that she was still dressed all in black. Fortunately, near the blue tent there is a public toilet. Asyila sighed, it seemed like God was showing kindness to the kind-hearted Asyila.

He ran to the toilet and changed his clothes. About 5 minutes, Ashila came out with the usual look. Light brown with the same hijab, he also changed his shoes with sandals and did not forget the socks that continued to cover his small legs.

“Buy what, Neng?” ask the man while fanning the satay he was burning.

“Sate chicken 1 serving and goat satay 1 serving. Peanut seasoning yes Sir!” asyila pinta.

“Good, Neng. Wait a minute yes,” said the satay trader.

“Good, Sir! Ready!” asyila exclaimed as she landed her butt in the long chair along with the others, who were waiting in line at the time.

Asyila pulled out her phone and sent a message to her mother that she was waiting in line to buy satay.

At the same time, Herwan heard his wife's phone ringing. At that time, Herwan walked to the living room to make sure that his hearing was still functioning properly.

“Mother! Mom, here a minute!” call Herwan to his wife who was sitting waiting for the arrival of their daughter in the living room.

Hearing her name called, Arumi also rose from her seat and walked up to her husband.

“What's up, Mas?” asked Arumi who was a little upset with her husband.

“See and read this message, Asyila is currently waiting in line to buy satay,” explained Herwan and gave the phone to his wife, Arumi.

Arumi frowned and started reading a short message from her beloved daughter. At that moment, Arumi breathed a sigh of relief knowing that her daughter was fine.

“Iya, Mas. Perhaps also, Asyila is currently in line,” said Arumi who returned to calm.

Akbar woke up from his sleep and his mother had not come home. The little boy got out of his bed and decided to wait for his mother in the living room while watching television.

“Akbar is awake?” asked Herwan to his granddaughter who suddenly came to the family room.

“Grandpa, Mommy hasn't come home yet?” ask Akbar and land his butt next to Grandma, Arumi.

Akbar leaned in the arms of his Grandmother who was so warm.

“Mother is now buying satay, Akbar want satay?” ask Herwan to his adorable grandson.

“Mau Grandpa, Akbar want chicken satay,” bright Akbar and slowly close his eyes in the embrace of his beloved Grandma.

Arumi kissed the tip of her grandson's head and carefully changed Akbar's sleeping position to lie on the sofa.

“Mas, I'll go back first. Want to make tea for Asyila, surely our daughter is cold when riding a motorcycle,” said Arumi. “Supposed to be, Asyila didn't go alone. If necessary, Mas Herwan who accompanies our daughter,” added Arumi.

“Mom don't have to think much, after all our daughter is not a child anymore. God willing, Ashila is fine. In a moment, Asyila will also arrive,” Herwan reply to his wife.

At the same time, Ashila was still waiting for her turn. She sat down while thinking about her husband, she tried to contact the husband and it turned out that the one who received the phone call was Dayat.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” Asyila said in a stammering voice.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, sorry Miss Asyila, this is my Dayat,” replied Dayat.

“Pak Dayat, Where is Abraham? Why did Mr Dayat receive this call?” asked Asyila who was a little able to breathe a sigh of relief, because finally Dayat and the others had arrived to help save her husband.

“Nona Asyila, no need to worry. Mr. Abraham was fine, it was just that Mr. Abraham was in the hospital,” Dayat told Asyila.

“Pak Dayat, please tell me which hospital?” asked Asyila who was eager to see her husband. But not for that night.

Dayat also told the location of the hospital where Abraham and Edi were treated. Apparently, the hospital was located not far from Absyil Housing. Maybe about 40 minutes if from Absyil Housing to the Hospital.

“Good, Mr. Dayat. Once again thank you, tomorrow morning I will go to the hospital,” Asyila said.

“Nona Asyila, don't thank me. However, thank God and the veiled woman, because the blessing of Mr. Abraham and our friend Edi escaped death,” Dayat explained.

The phone connection ended and just then Asyila shed her tears. Asyila was so relieved, even though she knew that her husband was currently in an unlikely condition.

Asyila's order satay was ready and the satay trader walked over to Asyila.

“Neng, why are you crying? This is the one that has been so,” he said to Asyila who was crying.

Asyila immediately wiped her tears and received a crackle containing two servings of satay.

“Connect love Yes Neng?” ask the man who is getting curious.

“No, Sir. Here's the money,” Asyila said and waltzed away.

“Neng, where are you going? There is still back 40 thousand,” said the satay trader.

“Take it, Sir. Previously thank you satenya, I'm sorry first,” reply Asyila and rushed up to the motorbike to immediately go home to Absyil Housing.

Asyila hoped that upon arrival at home her parents did not ask much. In fact, he did not go to another branch of the Muslim branch at all. Just a year ago, the Asyila Muslim booth was established.

Asyila finally arrived at Absyil Housing and just then she rushed to arrive home. Slowly, he put the husband's motor into the garage and when he wanted to step towards the door, apparently Arumi and Herwan had welcomed the arrival of Asyila.

“Assalamu’alaikum, Dad! Mom!” Asyila smiled sweetly in front of her Father and Mother.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, finally you go home too dear,” reply Arumi and at that time also hug Asyila so that her worry can quickly disappear.

Arumi hugged her daughter's shoulder and took her daughter inside.

“Akbar is asleep, Mom?” asyila asked her mother when she was leading her to the living room.

“Look, it's Akbar!” Arumi pointed towards Akbar who was sleeping.

Asyila walked over to Akbar and did not forget to put the satay she bought on the table.

He pecked Akbar's cheek, until Akbar finally woke up.

“Mother has gone home turned out,” he said and smiled broadly at the Mother.

“Iya dear, Akbar want to eat satay with Mommy?” ask Asyila.

“Mau, Mother. Chicken Satay,” Akbar said.

“Then, Mommy to the room first yes dear m Mommy wants to change clothes, after that we eat satay together,” said Asyila.

Akbar touched her Mother's cheek with a sad look, “Mother why are you crying? Mommy's eyes are swollen?” ask Akbar.

Arumi and Herwan were shocked to hear what Akbar said. They turned their heads towards Ashila's eyes.

“Iya, Ashila. Why are you crying? What's up?” asked Arumi who had not realized that her daughter was Habi crying.

“Ayan and I don't worry, Asyila cried because she saw there were old mothers on the side of the road, so Asyila like this,” replied Asyila who had to lie.

Then, Asyila rushed to her room to change clothes and wash her face to look fresh.

“Our Asyila, it's easy to feel sorry for others,” said Arumi while watching her daughter's back getting away from the family room.

Inside the room, Asyila cried in a sitting position while leaning against the wall. She was crying and wanted to come and hold her husband's body tightly. However, Ashila was unable to leave that night. Because, Asyila did not want to make Father, Mother and also her little son sad.

Let, this sorrow and pain Asyila save her own and will invite her parents and Akbar to meet the husband, when the condition of the Husband when it has improved.

He slowly got up and took off his clothes. Then, enter the bathroom with a perfectly wrapped towel on his body.

A few moments later.

Asyila came out of her room wearing her favorite pajamas, she smiled as sweetly as possible to dispel her sadness.

“Asyila, I made tea and luckily it was still warm. You see, Mom made it hot. Drink yes dear, I'm afraid that Asyila catch a cold and when Nak Abraham comes home later, Nak Abraham would be sad if he knew his wife was sick because he went out to buy satay,” said Arumi and gave a glass of warm tea to drink immediately by her daughter.

“Thank you, Mother,” reply Asyila and sip the warm tea until it runs out.

Asyila put back the empty glass and asked Father, Mother and also her little son to immediately enjoy the satay he bought.

They do it before enjoying the satay.

“Father want goat satay,” said Herwan and took one skewer of the goat.

“Mother, is Dyah not here?” ask Ashila to Arumi.

“No, Asyila. Maybe, tomorrow morning they come here,” replied Arumi and took the chicken satay that was so tempting to taste.

“Mother, this satay is delicious. Where do you buy? Sometimes we eat with Dad yes Mother!” pinta Akbar and vigorously devoured the Chicken satay.

“Akbar do not need to worry, if Dad has come home, we will eat satay together,” replied Asyila and softly kissed the forehead of her little son, Akbar.

I'm sorry, dear Mother, your father is currently in the hospital. Mother decided not to tell Akbar or the others, again forgive Mother yes dear. May Akbar be patient to wait until Abraham's father can be healed as usual.

Arumi noticed her daughter's facial expression, it seemed like there was something that was being hidden by her beloved only daughter.

“Asyila, is there anything Asyila is hiding?” asked Arumi very seriously.

“Nothing, Mom. It's just, Asyila's back hurts a little, maybe less drinking water,” replied Asyila.

“Iya Syila, it seems so. Tomorrow, after waking up do not forget to drink a glass of water so that Asyila's back does not hurt, Asyila understood!”

“Iya, Mother. Asyila understood, I don't worry about Asyila too much. Asyila will be very sad if it makes Mother more and more thoughts,”, Asyila said to her mother.

After enjoying satay, Akbar returned sleepy. He asked his mother to go into the room and accompany him to sleep.

Asyila agreed and when she wanted to clear the table, Arumi forbade her daughter and asked Asyila to immediately enter the room to accompany Akbar to sleep. Asyila finally agreed to what her mother said and hurried to move her feet towards the room.

“Mother, Mommy has said to Dad, if you go home must bring durian?” asked Akbar to make sure again that his mother did not forget his wish.

“Akbar dear, Akbar no need to worry. Mother has already discussed this with Father. After Dad's work is done there, Dad will bring a lot of durian for Akbar,” Asyila explained.

Akbar smiled widely and decided to go inside the bathroom, to fetch some ablution water.

“Mother, Akbar is done taking water wudhu. Mother also yes,” concluded Akbar and quickly climbed to the top of the bed.

Asyila laughed a little and was so anxious with the funny behavior of Akbar Mahesa. After watching Akbar who was in bed for a long time, Asyila went into the bathroom to get water.

Akbar opened his eyes when his mother had just come out of the bathroom.

“Mother, let's get here quickly. Same weight Akbar!” call Akbar while moving his hand so that the Mother immediately goes up to the bed.

“Iya dear, Akbar bobok fast yes, tomorrow Mommy wants to invite Akbar to pray tahajjud,” said Asyila.

Akbar swept his lips and a few seconds later, he nodded vigorously.

“Bangunin Akbar ya Mommy!”

“Siap, from Akbar wake up yes. Otherwise, Mother will bite Akbar's hand, auuurggrr!”

Akbar laughed when he heard the voice of his mother who turned into a fierce tiger.

Asyila and Akbar continued to joke in the room. Akbar even laughed constantly because of the actions of his mother.

What Ashila did back then, was to reduce the burden of her mind. Perhaps, in such a way the sadness in his heart was slightly reduced.

“Mother, already Mother!” pinta Akbar who was tired of laughing because of the actions of his beloved mother.

“Akbar tired ya?” ask Ashila with a sweet smile.

“Iya, Mother. Akbar tired, Akbar's stomach hurts from laughing constantly,” replied Akbar who really likes to say honestly.

“Im sorry Mother yes dear, then let's sleep now!” take Asyila and kiss her little son's cheeks gently with his beloved husband.