Abraham and Asyila 2

Handkerchief Owner

Asyila woke up from her sleep and did not find the husband who should have slept next to her. Asyila then moved and turned to look at the clock on the wall that had shown at 5 am.

“Mas Abraham must be in the mosque,” said Asyila monologue and decided to immediately clean up.

When she was about to enter the bathroom, Asyila suddenly remembered that she had not bought a sanitary pad.

“Yeah, why did I forget to buy a sanitary pad. How's this?”

Asyila also chose to meet Dyah, perhaps the niece of her husband had some stock of pads.

“Mas Abraham,” Asyila was surprised to see her husband already standing before her.

“Where are you going so early?” he asked Abraham and led Asyila inside.

Asyila turned around and kissed the back of her husband's hand.

“Asyila sanitary padstock turns out to be exhausted, Mas. Asyila wants to meet Dyah, maybe he has some stock,” replied Asyila as is.

Abraham smiled and raised his hand with a white plastic bag.

“What is this Mas?” asyila asked as she picked up a plastic bag in her husband's hand.

“Buklah!” Abraham's Commandments.

Asyila nodded her head and immediately opened it.

“God, thank you!” Asyila looked very happy when she found out that her husband had bought her a sanitary pad.

“Iya, equally. Mas remember that Asyila was coming months and happened to be on the way home, Mas saw there was a stall that was open,” bright Abraham, “Now give Mas a warm hug!” pinta Abraham stretched out his hands.

Asyila smiled and gave a warm hug to the man who was very understanding of her.

“Dad! Mother!” Ashraf suddenly came and went into his parents' hotel room.

The little sons of Abraham and Ashila wept happily knowing that their parents were in front of them.

“Huwaa.... Dad, Mommy!” Ashraf hugged the two and continued to cry.

“Honey, why even cry?” ask Asyila curiously.

“Kangen Daddy is the same Mother,” replied Ashraf very innocently.

“My dear, Father and Mother also miss Ashraf and Brother Arsyad,” said Asyila with a soft caress.

Arsyad came and hugged his parents.

“Mother, later accompany Arsyad for a walk ya!” arsyad Pinta.

Asyila turned to her husband and Abraham immediately gave a nod of his head to Ashila.

“Thank you, Mas,” said Asyila and asked her two little sons to shower in the next room immediately.

On the other hand, Dyah was surprised when he just came out of the bathroom and did not find his two sisters.

“Arsyad! Ashraf!” Dah tried to call them. However, neither of them answered his call.

Dyah quickly put on her hijab and walked out of the hotel room in a panic.

“Yes Allah, where are they going?” asked Dyah who was very panicked and forgot that his Uncle and Aunty were in the hotel room next door.

The deg! The deg! Dyah was very afraid that something would happen to Arshad and Ashraf. It is certain that he was blamed for his carelessness that did not lock the door of the room.

When Dyah wanted to run towards the elevator, Ashila called out to him and Dyah turned to the woman who called.

“Yes Allah!” Dyah was sitting limp because he had just remembered that his Aunty was also sleeping in the hotel.

Asyila ran a little closer to Dyah who was sitting on the floor. Fortunately, around the place they were quiet so that Dyah or Asyila did not become the center of attention.

“You why sit on the floor?” asyila asked trying to wake Dyah.

“Arsyad and Ashraf must be in Aunty's room?” ask Dyah back.

“Yes, they're in the room with his dad. Ashraf must have come because Arsyad told him,” replied Asyila.

“Huh!” Dyah took her breath.

Abraham came out of the room with his two little sons.

“Dyah, please help Uncle to bathe them. At 8 we will eat out!”

Hearing the word meal made Dyah's stomach sway, he was very happy when discussing food.

“More messages can be Yes Uncle!”

“Do not many, God does not like people who overeat,” replied Abraham.

Dyah immediately lost a landslide and could not refute what his Uncle said. He complied with a small nod.

“Come brothers!” take Dyah and bring both of them into the hotel room that he has been staying with his two sisters for a few days.

Abraham embraced Ashila's waist and took her inside. Arriving inside, Ashila rushed to clean up so that she could immediately accompany her two little sons.

A few moments later.

Dyah ran small towards the ground floor, he was a little late because his stomach hurt and had to defecate.

“Old Dyah,” Ashraf chirps.

“Iya sorry, Brother Dyah suddenly got a stomachache,” Dyah replied in a soft voice.

“Already no fuss, let's get in the car!” abraham's orders were because Mr. Udin was waiting for them.

They enter and rush to find the nearest restaurant or restaurant to be able to immediately enjoy breakfast.

“Mother, later tonight sleep same Arsyad yes!” pinta Arsyad persuaded the Mother.

Asyila was silent for a moment and turned to look towards her husband.

“Horeeeee!” exciting Arsyad.

“Horeeeeee!” exclaims Ashraf who is also no less excited than the brother, Arsyad.

Arsyad and Ashraf were so happy that the Mother had time to sleep with them.

“Uhuk... uhuk.” Dyah coughed and immediately took out a handkerchief from the nameless man.

“Whose handkerchief is Dyah?” asyila asked curiously because Asyila knew, Dyah never had a handkerchief let alone intend to buy it.

“Oh, this... Dyah doesn't know either, Aunty. At that time there was a man who gave Dyah this handkerchief,” replied Dyah as is.

“Is the man still young?” asyila asked curiously and grew curious.

Dyah was silent for a moment while imagining the face of the man who gave her a handkerchief.

“Maybe,” replied Dyah briefly.

“You know whose name is?” ask Asyila again.

Abraham, who was sitting in the front seat, was curious as to what his nephew would answer. Even though Abraham looked cute, still he also had to know which men approached his nephew, including the man who owned the Handkerchief.

“No, it's just there's this!” Dyah spread the handkerchief and clearly visible embroidery name “Kikan”

“Kikan? Who's Kikan?” ask Asyila.

Dyah shrugged his shoulders a sign that he also did not know who the person named Kikan was.

“Maybe his lover or his wife,” Dyah replied casually and put the handkerchief into her leather sling bag.

“Aunty you are so curious about the owner of the Handkerchief, who knows he is your future husband,” said Asyila origin spoke.

“Aunty what's the talk? What if he already has a wife?” The timid expression and annoyance on Dyah's face was obvious. There is a possibility, if Dyah likes the man. However, Dyah did not expect much for fear that the man already had a wife named Kikan.

“Have not spoken again!” Abraham's Commandments.

The two nodded and focused their attention towards the highway.

“Dyah, when will you return to Bandung?” abraham asked without looking at Dyah.

“For the next few days Dyah still wants to be here, Uncle,” Dyah replied.

“Then, your job?”

“It just so happens that Dyah works with the online system, Uncle,” replied Dyah honestly.

“Alright,” reply Abraham short and solid.

Mr. Udin parked the car in front of a fairly large restaurant. Even though it was still early morning, the restaurant was already crowded.

“Come on we're down!” take Ashila to her two little sons.

Arsyad and Ashraf got out of the car. They compactly hold the hands of their parents who have been in the last few days they can not meet.

“Syila want to eat what?” abraham asked with a loving gaze, the slightest gaze never reduced and precisely the gaze of Abraham's love was getting bigger and bigger for Asyila.

“Asyila come with Mas only,” replied Asyila.

They went inside and chose a seat no exception Pak Udin.

“Pak Udin please order any food, the most important thing is not to overdo it,” said Abraham.

“Thank you, young master,” reply Mr. Udin and start ordering food.

Arsyad opened the food menu with enthusiasm, he was interested in one of the processed seafood menu or seafood.

“Mother, want this one!” Arsyad pointed to a picture of chrispy fried shrimp.

“Iya dear,” reply Asyila obey the wishes of her first son.

Finally everyone finished ordering and just waited for their order to come.

Dyah unintentionally turned her head outside the restaurant, surprised to see the man who some time ago gave her a handkerchief.

Without a second thought, Dyah just ran so that he could get to the man immediately.

Abraham, Asyila and the others turned their heads towards Dyah who was running around.

“Mas, Asyila excuse me for a moment,” said Asyila and rushed after Dyah who was either going to go where.

Dyah ran in pursuit and the result was nil, the man suddenly disappeared like swallowed by the earth.

“Where is he?” Dyah wondered where the man was and how he could just disappear.

“Dyah! Where are you going?” Asyila came holding the hand of her husband's niece.

“Anu... Anu..”

“Anu-anu what?” ask Asyila astonished.

“Nothing, Aunty. Dyah may have mistaken people,” replied Dyah and turned around holding her Aunty hand. Then, invite Ashila into the restaurant.

“Other times don't run around like before, what if you fall?” ask Asyila worried about Dyah.

Dyah was touched by Asyila's words and hugged his Uncle's wife at a glance.

“Thank you, Aunty. Aunty is very good,” said Dyah with a sweet smile.

“Sipit,” chirps Asyila because if you smile or laugh, Dyah's eyes will narrow like Chinese.

Abraham 💖 Ashila

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