Abraham and Asyila 2

The Arrival of New Resident of Absyil Housing

Abraham and Ashila came out of the room with a very happy smile. They had just finished their business in bed lovingly.

“Thank you, wife,” said Abraham and kissed Asyila's lips wet.

“Mas, not here. How about Ashraf and Dyah see us?”

Abraham laughed and looked around. However, the atmosphere of the house was very quiet and all that was heard was the sound of footsteps of Abraham and Ashila.

“Very quiet, where are those two?” ask Abraham.

Abraham grabbed his little wife by the waist and led her into the kitchen.

“Mas very hungry, Asyila hungry no?” ask Abraham.

Asyila chuckled, she thought her husband would look for Ashraf and Dyah. Apparently his thinking was wrong, Abraham even invited him to return to enjoy food.

“We have to fill our stomach with food again, what if Ashraf invites us to play? At this time Ashraf must be with Dyah,” said Abraham and sat his little wife right next to the chair that had been occupied by Abraham.

Asyila agreed and began filling the plate with rice and side dishes for two people. That is, himself and his beloved husband.

Before enjoying the meal, Abraham and Ashila first enjoyed their meal. Abraham carefully fed his little wife who was getting more beautiful until Abraham wanted to look at the face of the wife.

“Same parents eat again?” asked Ashraf who suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

“Uhuk... uhuk Asyila choked and quickly Abraham gave Asyila a glass of water to drink.

“Be careful,” said Abraham while stroking Ashila's back very gently.

“Honey, don't come like that again ya!” pinta Abraham's.

“Good, Dad. Dad, Ashraf wants to too,” said Abraham and tried to get on the chair.

Abraham agreed and took a plate to prepare his little son to eat.

“Mas, let Asyila alone!” Asyila did not want the husband who prepared Ashraf to eat.

Attentively, Ashila served her first son who wanted to eat with them.

“Eat the quiet yes dear, do not forget to read the do'a before eating. Ashraf knows 'right, do'a before meals?”

“Iya Mommy,” reply Ashraf and start reading do'a before eating.

Ashraf was memorized correctly when both parents enjoyed food, never once did Ashraf see Father and Mother eating with different plates. It must have been a plate together and sometimes Ashraf did it with Arsyad, his dear brother.

After enjoying a meal together, Abraham asked Ashraf for the whereabouts of Dyah. Ashraf says that Dyah is outside.

“Syila!” call Abraham to Asyila who is busy washing dishes, “Let Mas who continues to wash these dishes. Syila better forward looking dyah.”

Ashraf ran a small approach to Dyah who was still on the front porch of the house alone.

“Muachhh!” Before leaving the husband who was replacing her, Asyila did not forget to kiss the right cheek of the husband.

Asyila sat right next to Dyah who looked dreamy. Ashraf is focused on playing with his toys alone.

“What are you thinking?” ask Asyila curiously.

“Astaghfirullah, Aunty since when is here?” ask Dyah.

“You're daydreaming what Dyah?” ask Asyila curiously. However, Dyah at that time looked worried, “It's okay, next time you can pour your heart to aunty.”

Abraham who had finished cleaning the kitchen immediately went to Ashila, Ashraf and also Dyah.

“Dyah, you sleep here what comes home?” ask Abraham and join his little son who is busy with his toy cars.

“Actually tomorrow morning Dyah has to go back to work. But, Dyah still wants to be here,” replied Dyah who either yes or no to spend the night at his Uncle and Aunty residence.

“So, yes or no?” ask Abraham to the point.

“Hmm... Yes dong!” yelled Dyah and chuckled at his pretty serious Uncle's face.

“Alright, then later in the afternoon you should help us cook!”

“Cock-cook? What event is there, Uncle?”

“Actually there is no event, but Uncle's neighbor in Jakarta has just moved in Absyil housing. As neighbors, Uncle had to greet them. Does Dyah remember the woman who came and gave cash a few days ago?”

Dyah tried to remember it, “Oh, so Mom was the one Uncle meant.”

“Because you already remember it, after Dzuhur prayer follow Uncle to the market!”

“Only Dyah only?”

“Of course not. This beautiful Uncle's wife and Uncle's favorite this one should also come,” explained Abraham.

At the same time, Eko came with Young Master's car. Before dawn he was already on the road to the housing of Absyil. However, he immediately turned back when Abraham sent a message so that he came to the housing of Absyil before Dzuhur.

Yes, that is the work of Eko, wherever and however he must be prepared by Abraham's sometimes sudden commandment.

Such a thing is still natural, very much different when Abraham and Asyila were not married.

Eko even lost when he had to follow all the commandments of Abraham that must be this and that. Not only did Abraham and his family happily get Ashila. Eko was happy because the wife of Mr. Young was very good and had high manners.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” says Eko.

“Wa’alaikumsalam!” abraham and the others.

“Pak Eko already ate?” ask Ashila to her husband's private driver.

“Not yet, Miss Asyila,” answered Eko honestly.

“Then Mr. Eko go inside, Asyila makes quite a lot of food!”

Eko turned to Abraham and Abraham motioned for Eko to follow what Ashila had said.

Excited, Eko went inside to enjoy her lunch.

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Abraham and the others had just arrived after purchasing quite a lot of their daily necessities that they would keep for the next few days.

In addition, Ashila bought fresh fruit for the new residents of Absyil housing.

“Dyah, please wash these fruits and do not forget to dry them with a clean cloth. Then, put it on the dining table!”

“Siap, carry out!” dyah exclaimed half-shouts and rushed to do as Asyila told him.

Abraham, Ashraf and Eko were sitting in the living room.

Abraham and Eko talked quite seriously, in contrast to Ashraf who was busy with his own toys. Sometimes Ashraf feels bored because there are no peers to play with.

Because the brother and Kahfi are not near him.

As the time approached, Abraham invited Ashraf and Eko to get ready to go to the mosque.

Meanwhile, Ashila and Dyah are busy in the kitchen to prepare food that they will enjoy with the new residents of Absyil housing.

“Mas go to Mosque first, Assalamu'alaikum!"

“Wa’alaikumsalam!”

“Aunty, is this not excessive?” ask Dyah when looking at the food menu is quite a lot.

“Excess which how? If it's not wrong there are about 10 people who will come here. But, who lives in the housing of Absyil only 3 people there,” explained Asyila.

Dyah gave a small nod and chose to re-slic the onion to be fried.

“Have wanted Ashar, we rest first,” said Asyila and they went to their respective rooms.

A few moments later.

All have been presented at the dining table, just waiting for neighbors and new residents of Absyil housing.

Various menus are served, such as chicken soto, vegetable lontong, risoles and many more.

In fact, his parents were present at the request of Abraham who asked his cousin and brother-in-law to be present at his residence.

“Assalamu’alaikum!” The person whom Abraham was waiting for finally came along with quite a number of people.

“Wa’alaikumsalam!” abraham and others included Dyah.

“Please enter!" So kindly did Abraham invite them to sit in the living room.

Dyah did not really observe all the guests present, he instead focused on Ashraf who was enjoying the chicken soto alone which was not far from the living room.

“Aunty, Get inside first yes,” said Dyah half whispered and rushed over to Ashraf.

Dyah led Ashraf to enjoy his meal in the living room.

“Enak?” tanya Dyah asked Ashraf for his opinion.

“So much, Brother Dyah,” replied Ashraf honestly.

“Alhamdulillah, it turns out that Sister's cooking is not always bad,” said Dyah felt proud of herself.

“The cook Mother is not Kak Dyah,” said Ashraf who is very sure that the mother is the one who cooks.

Dyah did not want to argue with the child, he nodded in agreement and chose to turn on the television.

In the living room, Abraham and the others looked very serious. Whether what was being discussed by them, Asyila also carefully listened to the warm conversation.

Temmy and Yeni were talking to the person Abraham had been referring to earlier. Many questions that Temmy asked one of the men who had ventured from the beginning asked Temmy.

Abraham slightly breathed a sigh of relief because Dyah was not in the living room. Just in case, Abraham asked Ashila to watch over Dyah and asked Asyila to hold Dyah in her guest room.

Asyila nodded in understanding and rushed to look for Dyah who was with her little son, Ashraf.

“Honey, what else to eat?” ask Asyila. Ease, join Ashraf and also Dyah.

“Soto chicken,” replied Ashraf and went back to enjoying his meal.

“Loh, how is Aunty here? Why not in the living room with the others?” ask Dyah.

“Oh, that's because Aunty wants to sit here,” replied Asyila.

“What are they doing? Why not just eat?” ask Dyah again.

“Before enjoying the food we should have a little chat, Dyah,” replied Asyila.

Dyah got up from her seat and Asyila quickly held Dyah back.

“Where are you going?” asyila asked as she continued to hold onto Dyah's hand.

Dyah scrunched her forehead looking at her slightly strange Aunty behavior.

“Aunty, Dyah just want to go to the kitchen. Why is Aunty a little weird?” ask Dyah.

Asyila quickly let go of Dyah's hand, “Any how? If you go to the kitchen, please bring Aunty some curls!” asyila pinta.

“Siap, carry out!” yelled Dyah and hurried off to the kitchen.

At the same time, Temmy shakes hands with the man in front of him and looks like there is an opportunity that of course only they and God know.

“Because everyone has agreed, let's enjoy a meal together!” take Abraham.

Abraham walked first and the others followed Abraham's footsteps into the dining room.

At that time, there was Dyah who was busy picking the longan from his stalk. He was surprised to recognize one of them.

”Bu.. isn't that the man who owns the handkerchief?”

Dyah was surprised and all the fruits of the longan that were in his hands just fell. Dyah realized the fruit of the longan that he was holding scattered and immediately picked it up.

“Haduh, why did it become like this? Why come home I saw the guy?” asked Dyah monologue while continuing to pick up the fruit of the longan scattered on the floor.

Abraham shook his head to look at Dyah's behavior.

My niece is very happy to throw tantrums. 😥

Abraham spread out a mat on the floor so that they could all sit down. If you sit on a dining table chair, of course, many do not sit.

Asyila came and invited the guests to take their own dishes.

“Please take the dish, hopefully the Fathers and Mothers love the cuisine of my husband's nephew, Dyah,” explained Asyila and everyone immediately turned to Dyah.

Dyah could only nod and smile as sweetly as possible. Despite that, Dyah still wonders why Fahmi is at his Uncle and Aunty's house.

Is it possible that he's the new resident of Absyil's estate? Then where is his wife named Kikan?

Dyah circulated his gaze and found no woman except, the woman who came a few days ago to give him some cash.

“Dyah!” call Yeni.

“Iya, Mother. What's up?" tanya Dyah approached Yeni.

“Come with Pure Mother!”

Dyah gave a small nod and kissed the hand of the woman named Pure Mother. When viewed, the age of Yeni and Pure is not too far away.

“How are you doing, Son Dyah?” ask Pure.

“Alhamdulillah, Dyah baik Bu. Pure mom how's it going?” ask Dyah.

“Alhamdulillah, good.”

Dyah smiled with great nervousness. Moreover, there was the man who owned the handkerchief who was standing not far from them.

“Sayang, kenapa cuma berdiri saja? Ayo duduk sini!” panggil Yeni dan Dyah pun duduk disamping Mamanya tersayang.

All the guests were sitting on the mat and somehow, Dyah felt that almost all the guests just kept paying attention and giving a smile towards her.

Present, my face if this continues must be sore. Why do they keep looking at me and keep smiling at me? 😥

Seeing the atmosphere, Abraham and Ashila looked at each other and smiled happily.

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