Abraham and Asyila 2

Successfully Surviving Because Women Conscious

Next morning.

Asyila was getting ready to go to the hospital, before she had told her parents and her little son that she had to go to the hospital to visit one of her customers.

Arumi and Herwan were not at all suspicious of Asyila, instead they were happy that Asyila could go see people who were sick, moreover it was a customer of Asyila.

“Dad, Mom!” Asyila go first, please take care of Akbar!’ pinta Asyila without inviting Akbar to come to the hospital.

“Asyila darling, don't worry. Akbar is safe with us, are you sure riding the bike alone? Why not just take the car online?” ask Arumi to Ashila.

“Not necessary, Mother. After all, Asyila is happy to ride a motorbike,” replied Asyila who did see her like to drive a motorcycle rather than having to ride a car without a husband beside her.

“Be careful baby, don't come home too late!” pinta Arumi who did not want Asyila was exhausted.

“Mother rest easy, at the latest Asyila came home at 3 pm. For that, please take care of Akbar yes.”

Asyila kissed the backs of her parents' hands and gently kissed Akbar's cheeks.

“Akbar dear, Mother goes first to visit a friend of Mother who is sick. As long as Mommy leaves, Akbar do not be naughty and do not play far,” said Asyila at length.

“Good, Mother! Mother, later bring durian yes!” pinta Akbar who can not wait to enjoy his favorite durian fruit.

“Iya dear, later Mommy bring.”

Asyila said her greetings and finally breezed out of the house to immediately ride her motorcycle.

That morning, the weather was quite sunny and Ashila hoped that it would not rain that day.

“Wait for Asyila ya Mas, Asyila hope Mas Abraham and also Mr. Edi are fine,” Asyila said by continuing to ride the matic motorbike.

When Ashila was on her way to the hospital, she accidentally glanced at the fruit shop. Asyila also decided to stop and buy fruits, maybe the husband wants to enjoy the fresh fruit he bought.

He got off the bike and did not forget to take off his black helmet. Then, walk closer to the fruit shop.

“Tea, I buy curls, small oranges, grapes, duku, pears and also apples. Sekilo-kilo yes, but made into two places!” asyila pinta.

“Alhamdulillah, Ready Neng geulis. By the way, where are you going?” ask the seller of these fruits while weighing the fruits that Asyila had previously mentioned.

“You to the hospital, Teteh,” replied Asyila very kindly.

“Oh, is there a sick Eneng family?” ask the woman just for pleasantries.

“Iya Teteh,” replied Asyila while smiling sweetly at the seller of these fruits.

Asyila took out her phone and grasped it very tightly. She remembered her husband who was of course currently in a sad condition in his ward.

“This, has been neatly wrapped in the fruit basket,” he said.

Asyila smiled as she gave some red money. Asyila knew that the money was more than the real price.

“Eneng geulis, this money is excess,” said the seller of fruits while walking closer to Asyila who is already on the motor.

“Teteh, that's for you,” reply Asyila and rush to continue his journey to the hospital, to immediately meet with her halal lover who is so loved by Asyila.

A few minutes later.

Asyila parked her motorbike in the hospital parking area. Then, he ran to enter the hospital.

Asyila ran towards the entrance and asked one of the hospital workers for information to find out where her husband's room was.

“Excuse me, sorry my wife from Mas Abraham Mahesa. Could you please tell me, my husband's room location!” asyila pinta.

“In the meantime yes, we will see a room from Mr. Abraham,” replied the woman dressed in all white.

It didn't take long, the young woman told him where Abraham Mahesa was.

Asyila thanked him and walked with wide strides to get to the room where her husband was being cared for.

To get to the top floor immediately, Ashila chose to use the elevator.

When Asyila had just stepped out of the elevator, she had seen Dayat and several other police officers standing right in front of her room, it was probably the room where Abraham and Edi were treated.

“Assalamu'alaikum,” said Asyila with a faint smile.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, Miss Asyila came alone?” tanya Dayat who is so respectful of the figure of the wife of Abraham Mahesa.

“Yes, Mr. Dayat. I came alone, I still keep it a secret that Mas Abraham is currently in the hospital,” Asyila replied to one of the friends of her beloved husband.

“Nona Asyila sure you want to see Mr Abraham? I just don't want to make Miss Asyila sad and instead make Mr. Abraham feel guilty,” said Dayat who really knows how Abraham if until his little wife was crying.

“Pak Dayat, which wife is not sad and crying when she sees her husband hurt? Even so, I will try to hide my sorrow in front of Mas Abraham. If you may know, is Mas Abraham inside asleep?” ask Asyila curiously.

“Master Abraham just finished lunch, even Edi also finished lunch. Perhaps, Mr. Abraham and also Edi were having a conversation inside, both of them I deliberately put in the same room. So that they are not saturated, if it must be different rooms,” explained Dayat on Asyila.

“Thank you for the attention of Mr. Dayat and also other colleagues, for helping my husband. Then, excuse me to go inside,” said Asyila and when it breezed into the room of the beloved husband.

Asyila tried to look fine and tried not to know anything about the kidnapping that had been experienced by her husband and her husband's best friend.

“Assalamu'alaikum Mas Abraham, Mr Edi!” Asyila walked in with her sweet smile.

“Wa’alaikumsalam,” replied Abraham and also Edi while turning towards Asyila who had just entered their room.

Asyila walked towards Edi and gave him one of the fruits he had bought and was neatly arranged in a fruit basket.

“Hai, Mr. Edi. Here I bring fruits,” said Asyila and put the fruits to the nightstand near Edi.

“Thank you, Miss Asyila. Shouldn't have to bother,” reply Edi who absolutely doesn't want to trouble Asyila.

“This is not at all a hassle to me, Mr. Edi. Yes already, I want to meet Mas Abraham,” said Asyila and at that time also turned around to approach her husband.

Looking at his little wife who was in front of him, Abraham fell silent with tears flowing.

Abraham wept, because considering the incident that almost took his life, Abraham was almost desperate and fortunately there was a veiled woman who came to save himself and Edi.

“Mas Abraham why are weeping? Is it sick, Mas? Which part hurts?” ask Asyila to her husband.

“Mas, Mas Abraham why shut up? Which part hurts? Why did Abraham become like this?” ask Ashila with teary eyes.

Abraham slowly raised his right hand and touched Ashila's left cheek with a loving look.

“Syurkurlah Mas can still touch Asyila's face, Mas last night was almost giving up and thinking no-no about death,” Abraham said in a very soft voice.

“What do you mean Abraham? Why do we talk like this?” ask Ashila who clearly understands and also understands the meaning of her husband's words.

Abraham asked his wife to pull the entire perimeter between herself and Edi, so that he could have more privacy talking to his little wife.

Asyila agreed and closed the curtain in accordance with her husband's request. After that, Ashila landed her butt in the chair to listen to what her beloved husband said.

“Syila, why only come alone? Father, Mother, Akbar and others why not come here?” abraham asked as he stroked his little wife's cheek gently.

“They all did not know that Mas Abraham entered the hospital,” replied Asyila who also gently caressed her husband's cheek.

Abraham frowned at the answer from Asyila.

“Mas, Asyila just doesn't want to make them worry. Hearing Mas enter the hospital alone had made Asyila tremble, why could Mas be like this? Then, why are Mr Dayat and the others okay? Except, Mas Abraham and also Mr. Edi,” said Asyila was curious about her husband who could be in the stuffy room.

Abraham smiled at his wife who did not want to make the other family worried about his condition.

“Before, Mas was very grateful to Asyila who had decided not to tell the other family,” Abraham said and slowly sighed. “If Mas tells the truth, can Asyila promise not to cry?” asked Abraham put forward the conditions first because he did not want to make the wife cry when he knew the truth about her and also Edi who managed to get trapped by the criminals who are now languishing in the house prison for the heroic actions of the veiled woman.

“Mas, Asyila could not make such an appointment. Please, just tell Asyila and about crying or not, Asyila will try not to cry in front of Mas Abraham. Please, tell me what really happened to Mas Abraham and also Mr Edi!” asyila pinta.

Abraham sighed again and before telling what had happened, Abraham first asked his little wife to feed the grapes into his mouth.

Asyila also agreed and first washed the grapes, then fed the grapes into the mouth of her husband with seeds that had previously been separated by Asyila.

After enjoying enough grapes from the hands of his little wife, Abraham finally decided to tell the true incident to the wife slowly.

“Before Mas was kidnapped, we were discussing the matter of poisoned food. Suddenly, one of the team was hit by gunfire from an unknown person, who had seen the perpetrator of the shooting was Mas Abraham, Edi and several other police officers. Long story short, Mas and Edi ran after the shooter, the perpetrator ran towards the traditional market which is located close to the headquarters,” explained Abraham and set his breath back.

Asyila bit her lips and her left hand clenched tightly.

“We continued to chase until we finally stopped in a small alley, without us realizing the small alley was a trap for both of us. One by one they appear with firearms aka pistols in their hands. In fact, Edi's gun was lost because before it was hit by someone who turned out to be one of them,” Abraham explained again.

Asyila was afraid to imagine it, even though Asyila could be said to master martial arts that could be thumbs up.

“Then, after that Mas Abraham and Mr Yogi brought them away?” ask Asyila.

Abraham nodded small, agreeing with what his little wife had said.

“A few hours later, we were aware and already in the room like a very stuffy warehouse. There, we were both severely tortured, not fed let alone drank a drop,” Abraham said and returned to shed tears.

Asyila shed her tears and quickly wiped the tears so that the husband continued what had happened.

“We were tortured, whipped, beaten, kicked and what they did really hurt this whole body. Fortunately, there was a helper angel who saved both of us, the veiled woman,”. “The veiled woman came like an angel, she came to give us a drink and also a meal. Then, applying the ointment on the chest of Mas and also the chest of Edi, really like an angel,” added Abraham who sounded like praising the veiled woman.

For some reason, Ashila was somewhat troubled by what her husband had said. It was as if her husband had fallen in love with another figure from Asyila, the veiled woman.

Oh my God, how is this? Why can I be jealous like this with a veiled woman who is clearly a servant herself. There is no woman who makes a servant jealous except another figure of the servant, the veiled woman.

“Syila, Mas and Edi managed to survive because of the veiled woman. Either way, we owe him a debt of gratitude and if there is another chance, Mas would like to speak directly to him to say thank you,” explained Abraham to his wife.

“Then, why didn't Mas thank him when he came?” asyila asked clearly that she was so jealous.

Abraham chuckled at the expression on his beloved wife's face.

“Syila, that night Mas did not have time because he could not speak,” reply Abraham. “Syila, why is Asyila's facial expression so? Asyila jealous?” abraham asked his wife.

“No, Asyila was not jealous at all. In any case, Mas Abraham only loved Asyila,” reply Asyila with jutek.

Ashila got up from her seat and walked into the bathroom.

“It is clear Asyila is jealous, still covered up,” said Abraham.

The arrival of his little wife, made Abraham's condition much better. Abraham even wanted the wife to stay in the hospital to accompany him to sleep.

“After I recover, I will make a calculation to them. Their words really should be silenced,” said Abraham who remembered with every word of the man in the chain.

In the bathroom, Asyila was arranging her heart. Asyila was still upset with her husband who looked so complimenting the figure of the veiled woman.

If it was someone else, I don't know what would happen to Asyila's heart.

“Asyila, you need to calm down. Either way, that veiled woman figure is yourself. Husband's wife, Abraham Mahesa,” said Asyila monologue.

Asyila adjusted her irregular breathing, after quite improving. Asyila decided to approach her husband immediately.

He sat down on a chair and picked up Ashraf's favorite fruit. Asyila ate the fruit without looking at her husband.

“Syila, Mas also want!” pinta Abraham opened his mouth slowly.

Asyila blushed her lips while feeding the fruit into her husband's mouth.

The jealousy in Asyila's eyes was obvious and made Abraham unable to stop laughing.

“Mas, is there anything funny from Asyila's face?” ask Asyila seriously.

At that moment, Abraham shut his mouth.

Asyila raised her eyebrows and returned to feed the fruit into her husband's mouth.

How could my wife be jealous of that veiled woman? Even though the woman was kind as a helper angel, still I only loved one Asyila.

“Mas why look at Asyila with such a gaze?” ask Asyila expressionlessly.

“Mas is looking at the figure of an angel who is sulking,” replied Abraham.

“Mas, don't talk much. Let's open his mouth again!” the commandment of Ashila who wanted to feed the fruit of the longan into the mouth of the husband.