Abraham and Asyila 2

First Day of Arsyad School

A few days later.

Arshad the first son of Abraham and Ashila that morning was going to school. For the first time Arsyad will be educated at Kindergarten.

There will be many things that Arsyad learned at the age of 5 years.

“Mother, Ashraf wants to be like Kak Arsyad,” said Ashraf who also wants to wear school attributes.

“Ashraf would like to? But, not here dear,” replied Asyila.

“In Bandung ya Bunda?” ask Ashraf enthusiastically.

“Iya dear, if Ashraf here who will accompany Father and Mother?” ask Asyila while mimicking the voice of a child.

Ashraf was grumpy and agreed to what his mother said.

“Wah, Daddy's darling is very handsome. Arsyad is going where in the morning like this has been wearing a uniform?” abraham asked, pretending he didn't know the reason why Arsyad was wearing his school uniform.

“Arsyad wants to go to school, Dad,” replied Arsyad.

“Listen to whatever your dear teacher says. Whoever the teacher who taught Arshad, Arshad should not argue. Think of the teacher at school like a parent at home. Arsyad understands!”

“Understanding Father!” exciting Arsyad.

Asyila smiled and gently combed her first son's hair.

“Wear powder yes dear let it smell,” said Asyila while giving baby powder to the face of Arsyad.

“Don't be thick huh Mommy!” arsyad Pinta.

“No dear.”

Arsad is now ready to go to school. However, suddenly Arsyad was sad when he turned to his Grandmother's room.

“Why baby?” asyila asked as she saw Arsyad's eyes glazed over.

“Nek Yut,” said Arsyad shriveled and sounded very sad.

Asyila went into the room to tell her that their first son was very sad when he remembered his beloved Grandmother.

Abraham decided to go to the public funeral to meet Grandma Erna.

“Come on, we'll meet Nek Yut first. Hows it? Want no?” ask Abraham.

Arsyad quickly nodded in agreement. He wanted to tell her that he was going to school and unfortunately, his great-grandmother could not see him in person or deliver him to school as promised by Erna before.

“Mom heard you want to go to the public cemetery, can I come?” ask Arumi.

“Of course, Mom. Dad can also come to see Grandma,” said Abraham.

“Wait a minute, I'll call your Dad,” said Arumi quickly search for the whereabouts of her husband, Herwan.

A few minutes later.

Arumi and Herwan have changed clothes to go to a public funeral with the others.

Arriving at the public funeral, Arsyad expressed his feelings about going to school.

Abraham and Ashila exchanged glances when they saw their first son very seriously staring at the sign of the gravestone of his beloved grandmother.

“Hiks... hiks...” Arsyad who was originally just staring is now crying bitterly. From the deepest heart he revealed that he missed his great-grandmother very much.

Abraham and others helplessly wept, they were touched by the little boy who was crying sobbing while continuing to hug the sign of the beloved nisa Grandma.

“Hiks... Hix... Don't cry brother,” said Ashraf and with his small hands he wiped his tears his brother, Arsyad. Even though he was crying at the same time.

“Adik Ashraf also do not cry,” reply Arsyad who also wiped the tears of his sister, Ashraf.

Abraham and Ashila embrace each other when they see their two little sons caring for each other.

After giving up all their longings at the Grandmother's final rest, Abraham invited the others to return to the car immediately.

It was time for Arshad to go to school and Abraham did not want his first son late on a very special day for Arsyad Mahesa.

“Come on, don't be sad again! Kan, have met with Nek Yut. Let's show her a smile!” asyila pinta.

Arsyad smiled sweetly and hugged his mother's waist.

“Well so dear dong, dear Daddy and Mommy should not drag on in sadness. Nek Yut in heaven must be looking at Arsyad who wants to go to school,” said Asyila.

“The Right Mommy?” ask Arsyad curious.

“Hhmm... Yes it's true, baby, don't be sad anymore. Spirit!”

“Spirit!” exciting Arsyad.

Ashraf who heard the scream of spirit from his brother cheered happily. He clapped his hand and laughed.

“See! Ashraf's sister just excited, so Arsyad should be more excited,” said Asyila so that Arsyad more excited on the first day he entered kindergarten school.

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Arsyad kissed the backs of the parents' hands one by one, from the front of the class there was already a teacher who was waiting for the arrival of Arsyad Mahesa.

“Mother, accompany!” pinta Arsyad was suddenly embarrassed to walk towards the classroom.

Asyila agreed and Abraham also took Arsyad to the front of the class.

“Good morning, Arsyad!” greet the woman by the name of Kartini's chest.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, Masya Allah. Arsyad just call Mother Kartini, son. Mother Kartini is Arsyad teacher and parents of Arsyad at school,” said Mother Kartini, a woman who will teach Arsyad in class.

Arsyad turned his head towards the Father. The words of Mother Kartini are the same as the words of her beloved father.

“Honey, Daddy and Mommy should go home. Arsyad is here with Mother Kartini yes dear,” said Asyila gave understanding to Arsyad.

“Good Mother,” replied Arsyad while hugging her Mother's waist.

“What Mother Kartini said, must recite yes Son. Father and Mother go home first,” whispered Arsyad.

Arshad waved his hand as Abraham and Asyila slowly began to leave him.

“Come for Arsyad, join Mommy in class!”

Arsyad followed the woman wearing a light brown uniform, it felt a little strange because for the first time he was in an unfamiliar environment. Moreover, his parents were not on his side.

“Arsyad sitting here yes son, we wait for other friends who have not come,” said Mother Kartini.

“Good, Mother,” replied Arsyad and sat quietly while looking towards the door.

One by one children of Arsyad's age entered the classroom. Classes were only a few children now began to crowded.

In fact, there are some children who must be accompanied by their parents.

This is because some children accompanied by their parents are children who have not dared to interact and also do not dare to be left alone in class. Although, in the classroom there are already many children who want to learn.

“Assalamu’alaikum my beloved children!” greet Mother Kartini.

“Wa’alaikumsalam,” reply several children including Arsyad.

“The other why not answer, ok Mother Kartini repeat once again yes! If Mommy answers Assalamu’alaikum, you must answer Wa’alaikumsalam Bundaku,” said Mother Kartini so kindly with her sweet smile.

Although it has been seen wrinkles around the eyes and sides of the lips, women who are usually called Mother Kartini still look excited.

His age had stepped on the head of 5 but, his passion to meet and teach was very large.

“Oke Mommy Kartini repeat once again, Assalamu'alaikum my children!”

“Wa’alaikumsalam Bundaku!” exclaim those who almost all answer greetings from Mother Kartini.

“Because this is the first day we meet, Mother wants the Children to go forward one by one and introduce themselves. Come on who here dares to introduce themselves and forward near Mommy?” ask Mother Kartini.

Arshad raised his right hand and courageously came forward to introduce himself. Things he had done before when his beloved Mother taught him to dare to introduce himself.

“Give an applause for this friend of ours!” pinta Bunda Kartini's.

Prok! Prok! Prok!

The sound of applause to each other made Arsyad more courageous to appear in front of his friends.

“Assalamu'alaikum everything!” arshad's greeting, who was taught by his Father and Mother at home.

“Wa’alaikumsalam!” mama Kartini and others.

“Hallo, introduce my name is Arsyad Mahesa. I used to be called Arsyad. I'm 5 years old now, I have a sister named Ashraf Mahesa. My Father is Abraham Mahesa and My Mother is Asyila,” Arsyad said confidently.

Mother Kartini was stunned by the agility of Arsyad when introducing herself and her family.

So do the other parents who are in the classroom.

In fact, there are some parents who know the figure of Abraham Mahesa.

“Wah, our friend this one is very brave to introduce himself. Who else wants to move forward?” ask Mother Kartini and do not forget to give applause for the courage and cleverness of Arsyad.

Arshad smiled sweetly in front of everyone who saw him.

“Please sit dear,” said Mother Kartini to Arsyad.

Arsyad agreed and sat back down to his seat.

At the same time, Abraham and the others arrived home.

“Mas notice from earlier Syila looks unsettled,” said Abraham while embracing the waist of the wife.

“Arsyad the school. But, Syila was nervous. What if Arsyad hasn't been able to interact at his new school?” asyila asked worried as well as nervous when thinking about the first son who had just entered school.

“We trust all to God. Our son is a brave boy. Didn't Asyila say that too?”

“Ya still Asyila was worried, Mas.”

“Worry is natural, don't think about it. Mas sure our son can do new things at his school,” said Abraham and invite Asyila into the room.

Seeing his parents in the room, Ashraf quickly followed.

“Ashraf didn't want to play?” abraham asked half disappointed because his activities alone with his little wife were disturbed by their second little son.

Ashraf just kept quiet and got into bed very casually. He laid his body on the bed of his parents.

Abraham scratched his head that was not itchy and resigned to what Ashraf did.

“Sabar ya Mas,” said Asyila while holding back her laughter.

Abraham sighed heavily and nodded small.

Failing to fail again to be alone with my little wife. 🤧

Abraham 💖 Ashila