Abraham and Asyila 2

Dyah Meet With The Handkerchief Owner

Abraham absolutely did not allow Ashila to do homework and in fact, Abraham forbade Ashila from going out of the room.

So, what about homework?

Of course Abraham did and sometimes Abraham asked his nephew to help him.

“Dyah!” call Abraham who just finished sweeping the floor.

He came when he heard his uncle calling.

“Iya Uncle, what's up?” ask Dyah.

“What is your job that Uncle told you to do?” ask Abraham.

“Let's calm, the backyard is clean and does not leave the slightest dust,” replied Dyah.

“You are talking too big. Now Uncle command you to water the plants in front!”

“But, Uncle..”.

“Why? Afraid of cobras?” ask Abraham.

Dyah quickly assented, “Iya Uncle. What if the snakes are still there and suddenly bite off Dyah's leg?”

“You're having too many hallucinations. There are no cobras in this house especially in the yard, it has been quickly flush plants hunt in the afternoon!” abraham's orders while pushing the Dyah plan.

Dyah stomped his feet and mocked his Uncle. Then, hurry to the front yard of the house to water ornamental plants.

That afternoon, Arumi was not at her daughter-in-law's residence. Because Arumi is returning home to clean up because it has not been cleaned for several days.

“Kak Dyah play water yuk!” invite Arsyad who turned out to have held the hose.

Dyah immediately refused and took a water hose in his sister's hand.

“Don't today ya Arsyad dear,” said Dyah in a soft voice as possible.

“Why?” arsyad asked with a disappointed expression.

“Kak Dyah is on duty to water the plants. You take Ashraf's sister to take a bath inside ya.”

Arshad confirmed what Dyah had said and went to look for his younger brother, Ashraf.

“Good afternoon houseplants!” greet Dyah while watering it.

The young girl smiled sweetly when watering the houseplants, suddenly her feelings became calm when she heard the sound of water gurgling.

A few moments later.

Dyah is still reluctant to go around the yard of the house, he still wants to linger in the yard of the house.

When Dyah turned his head outside which happened to be the gate of the house was not closed, he vaguely saw the man who some time ago gave him a handkerchief.

Without a second thought, Dyah ran outside the gate to see if it was the man who owned the handkerchief.

“Wait!” Dyah shouted as loud as possible so that the man dressed in Muslim clothes immediately stopped.

“Hei.. Handkerchief man!” call Dyah.

The man turned his head and instantly Dyah was stunned.

They both just look at each other.

“Mbak call me?” The man asked while pointing to himself.

Dyah woke up and looked very nervous to see the man who owned the Handkerchief standing in front of him.

“Mas handkerchief, right?” ask Dyah.

The man was astonished by Dyah's question.

“My name is not a handkerchief, Ma'am,” he replied.

I was surprised by his strange question. He touched his own forehead and hit his mouth.

Dyah at that time really looks ridiculous in front of the man who owns the handkerchief.

The man held back his laughter looking at Dyah's completely ridiculous behavior.

“Oya, wait a minute. I'll take something inside!” Dyah ran inside to pick up the handkerchief and return the handkerchief to its owner.

“A strange and very silly girl.”

Two words were just thrown in the mouth of the man who owned the handkerchief when describing the figure of Dyah who was considered strange and ridiculous.

Dyah ran into his room to pick up the handkerchief he had washed.

“You why run like a fire beard person?” abraham asked to stop Dyah from quickly meeting the man who owned the handkerchief.

“Sorry, Uncle. It has important business!”

The horse girl ran back to give the owner a handkerchief.

“Bruuukkk!”

Being too excited, Dyah fell for accidentally stepping on her own clothes. At that time Dyah was wearing a light blue robe and a dark blue hijab.

“You all right?” The man who owned the handkerchief immediately approached Dyah and helped Dyah to get up.

“Hehe... Take it easy, I'm fine,” Dyah replied and checked the handkerchief in her hand, “Yeah, her handkerchief is dirty,” Dyah said with great sadness.

The man finally realized what Dyah was really doing.

The young girl in front of him apparently wanted to return his handkerchief which the other day he gave to Dyah because at that time Dyah was crying.

“Look, I'll go back to washing this handkerchief. When it is dry, I will give it to you,” explained Dyah.

The man looked at Dyah very seriously.

Gaining the gaze of the man before him, Dyah was suddenly embarrassed and felt nervous.

Dyah quickly turned his back to the man who owned the handkerchief.

The deg! The deg! The deg!

“Oh my goodness!” Dyah screamed as she felt her heart beat getting louder.

Again the man held back his laughter seeing the strangeness and silliness of Dyah.

“Man of handkerchief, are you going this way again tomorrow?” ask Dyah.

“My name is not the man who owns the handkerchief, Ma'am. Just call me Fahmi,” explained Fahmi.

The deg! The deg! The deg!

Dyah was stunned to hear the man in front of her tell her name.

“Sorry, Ma'am. I hastily have to go to the Mosque, may I go now?” tanya Fahmi who has become his duty to perform prayers in the mosque.

“I-iya si-please,” Dyah replied stammeredly.

Fahmi lowered his gaze and did not forget to say hello before leaving.

Dyah also returned his greetings and continued to pay attention to Fahmi's back which was getting away.

“Dyah, what are you doing here and daydreaming like seeing a ghost,” said Abraham who was apparently getting ready to go to the mosque.

“Uncle, if the heart deg-degan is a sign why what Uncle?” ask Dyah curiously.

“Uncle notice from earlier you are getting weird. If the problem is Uncle does not understand, better just ask the doctor maybe Dyah has a serious disease,” replied Abraham.

Dyah tilted her lips and sauntered away just like that with a stern look.

Unbeknownst to Dyah, apparently Abraham had noticed Dyah and Fahmi from a distance.

Abraham of course recognized the figure of Fahmi, a young man who did often and every day to pray in the mosque.

The distance of Fahmi's residence is not far from Abraham's residence.

“It looks like my nephew likes Fahmi,” said Abraham monologued and continued to step towards the Mosque.

He entered the house in such a hurry. He went into his room and hid his whole body in a blanket.

“Yes Allah what is this feeling?” Dyah wondered with her extremely strange feelings.

The deg! The deg! The deg!

Dyah's heart again beat fast when remembering when he and Fahmi looked at each other.

Dyah's smile was perfect while looking at the handkerchief that was held by her.

“Haduh, Self-conscious Dyah. That man must have had a wife. Holy hooch! Why don't I ask you who the woman named Kikan is.

Geez, the handle is still felt on both shoulders,” said Dyah at length while holding both arms that a moment ago touched by Fahmi because it helped him stand.

Dyah is still very disturbed by the embroidery of a name called Kikan on Fahmi's handkerchief.

He decided to ask if he would someday meet with Fahmi.

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