Abraham and Asyila 2

Accident Because of Nyah

The meal together was finally finished as well, unnoticed by Dyah. Fahmi smiled at him and the one who saw him was Abraham and his little wife.

“Then we go home first, thank you for a very good banquet,” said Murni.

Dyah wanted to ask his Uncle, but Dyah did not dare. He decided not to ask and immediately cleaned up the food.

“Dyah!” call Temmy.

“Iya, Pa!” Dyah immediately turned around and approached his Papa.

Temmy looked at the face of his only daughter and grasped both shoulders.

“Papa believes with Dyah, now Dyah is big and Papa hopes Dyah to be a obedient girl. Not only to Papa and Mama, Dyah must also obey Dyah's future husband,” said Temmy full of hope.

Dyah was astonished and surprised at what his father had just said. Previously, Temmy never at once discussed about the prospective husband.

Really, Dyah felt that there was something big behind her Papa's words.

“Why does Papa talk like that? Dyah's journey is still long, Pa. What husband candidate? In fact, even lovers Dyah does not have,” reply Dyah.

Yeni approached and gestured for a blink of an eye to her husband to be quiet and not have to answer questions from their daughter.

“Pa, let's go home!” take Yeni with you while hugging Temmy's arm.

Abraham embraced his little wife's waist and drew closer to Dyah's parents.

“Do you want to go home now?” ask Abraham.

Dyah felt ignored and in annoyance he waltzed away towards her room.

“Already, just leave Dyah,” said Temmy held Yeni who wanted to catch Dyah.

“Dyah definitely did not understand what Mas said,” said Abraham.

“Ya already then, I tipped Dyah. Tomorrow Nak Fahmi will deliver Dyah home,” said Temmy who is getting ready to return to his home.

Abraham agrees and delivers Temmy and Yeni to the front of the house. Both of Dyah's parents left Absyil's housing.

“Mas.” Asyila smiled and hugged her husband, “May everything go smoothly yes Mas,” Asyila added.

“Aamiin!”

In the room Dyah even cool to play games on his phone. He chose to forget what Temmy said, his Papa words had made Dyah surprised and astonished. However, Dyah only considered it like the wind. After all, he had not thought of getting married and thought that he was still very young to sail the household ark. Although, Dyah has reached the ripe age of 24 years to 25 years.

Ashraf suddenly went into Dyah's room and immediately laid down his body. As usual, he will go to bed when he reaches the room.

“This child, fast sleep,” chirps Dyah and join her to lay down her body right next to Ashraf.

In the kitchen Ashila was washing dishes and was assisted by Abraham. Asyila repeatedly asked her husband not to go down to the kitchen to help her, but the husband insisted on helping her little wife who was busy in the kitchen.

“Mas, do not help Asyila too often. If this continues, there is Mas who became a housewife,” said Asyila half-nagging.

“Indeed, if the Husband helps his wife, immediately become a housewife. So?”

Asyila nudged her husband's butt and it was Asyila who almost fell down. Fortunately Abraham had such nimble hands that Ashila did not fall to the floor.

“Be careful, do not let the prospective baby why-why,” said Abraham teasing his little wife.

Asyila pinched her husband's stomach quite strongly because the husband was very happy to tease her.

“Ashraf hasn't been to school, Mas. If we add another one that we have confusion,” said Asyila.

“Mas did not, ever said that we would form a team, Syyakah. So, it doesn't matter if you have another baby.”

Asyila shook her head, instead she refused to return to having a baby. However, he is still not ready if he has to add more children especially Ashraf there is a small boy who is quite fussy.

Plus, her husband will be harder and harder to pay her.

A few minutes later.

Dyah woke up and realized that he should have washed the dishes. Without a second thought, he ran small towards the kitchen and how surprised Dyah was when he saw that everything was done.

“Yes Allah, why did the servant fall asleep?”

Dyah really felt guilty because instead of helping her Aunty, she fell asleep in the room.

“This is all because of Papa,” said Dyah very upset.

Abraham and Ashila had just come down the stairs. They then called out to Dyah who looked confused in the kitchen.

“Dyah!” call Abraham.

“Iya Uncle!” exclaim Dyah while running a small approach to his Uncle.

“Tok you home delivered by Fahmi yes,” said Abraham.

The deg!

“Fa..Fahmi?” Dyah looks in disbelief at what her Uncle, “Fa said... Fahmi who's Uncle?” ask Dyah.

“New neighbor Uncle, his house is not far from here. The distance is about 7 houses from this Uncle's house,” explained Abraham.

The deg! The deg!

Oh my God, why is this so coincidental. Is it true now that the handkerchief-owner's man has become Uncle and Aunty's neighbor.

Then, why did he even deliver me and not Uncle or Mr Eko?

“Dyah, did you hear what Uncle said?” asked Abraham and poked hard on Dyah's forehead.

“Aaawww, pain Uncle.”

“Everything if parents say it is heard should not even be taken daydreaming,” reply Abraham.

“Iya-iya, sorry.”

“Where's Ashraf? Is your sister asleep?” ask Asyila.

“Iya Aunty, Ashraf's sister is now asleep. Oya Aunty, Dyah apologizes because his sleepiness did not help Aunty clean up,” said Dyah felt guilty.

“It's okay, there happens to be your Uncle who always helps Aunty,” replied Asyila while glancing at her husband who was standing right by her side.

Abraham did not have the heart to wake Ashraf, he finally went to the mosque alone without taking Ashraf.

“Mas to the mosque first, 5 minutes to wake Ashraf gently,” said Abraham and kissed his little wife's forehead in front of Dyah.

Dyah tilted her lips to see the romance of Uncle and Aunty who had always looked romantic.

“Aunty, Dyah to the room first yes. Do you want Dyah to wake up Ashraf?” tanya Dyah offered herself.

Next day.

As the Uncle had said. Fahmi is the one who will take Dyah to go home, inevitably Dyah also agreed to what his beloved Uncle said.

Dyah walked out of the house so limp, his eyes looked so cute because it was difficult to sleep all night. The cause is Fahmi who constantly haunts him.

“Dyah, you stayed up all night?” ask Asyila because it looks like Dyah's eyes are reddened and very tired. Like someone who has trouble sleeping.

“Ti... no, this is because it was a flickering dust,” replied Dyah lying.

At the same time, Fahmi came with his motorbike. Actually, he has a naked type of motorbike. However, Fahmi is more comfortable using his motorbike than the naked type.

Fahmi gets off the bike to get Dyah home.

“Assalamu’alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,” said Fahmi.

“Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,” reply Asyila and also Dyah.

“I came here to deliver Mbak Dyah home,” said Fahmi very politely.

“Iya please, it happens that his Uncle has departed from the early morning,” reply Asyila.

Dyah scrunched his forehead towards Asyila, Dyah felt that his Aunty was enough with the man who would drive her home.

The deg! The deg!

Dyah accidentally looked into Fahmi's eyes and at the same time, Fahmi also looked into Dyah's narrow eyes.

Asyila who was between the two suddenly nostalgic during the early days of her approach with the husband. Asyila finally realized how Dyah's position when she became a mosquito between herself and her beloved husband.

“Ehemm!” Asyila cleared her throat making Dyah and Fahmi gasp and become misbehaved.

“The sun is getting hot,” said Asyila while smiling towards Fahmi.

Fahmi nods a little and invites Dyah to ride the bike immediately.

Dyah is very nervous because he has never been on a motorcycle with a young man before. Except, the base motorcycle taxi driver who became his subscription.

“What's weird?” ask Fahmi.

Dyah did not hear what Fahmi said. Dyah is busy daydreaming about how Fahmi can live in Absyil's housing and how the man in front of her can drive her home while the man is married.

“A...i ride ojek only,” said Dyah who suddenly refused to be piggybacked by Fahmi.

“Why? Shame on my vehicle like this?” fahmi asked in confusion.

Asyila had not yet entered the house, from the terrace of the house he continued to pay attention to Dyah and Fahmi who had not yet left.

“No, it's not so. I just feel guilty,” Dyah said hesitantly.

“Bersalah? What did you do wrong?” asked Fahmi who still did not dare to look into Dyah's eyes long ago.

“Dyah! Why haven't you gone up? Soon you will be late,” said Asyila half-screaming.

Dyah bit her lower lip and was forced to ride on Fahmi's motorbike. Then, Fahmi rushed to deliver Dyah to go home.

He decided to shut up and not do anything. He was a little irritated because he did not dare to ask about the name embroidery on Fahmi's handkerchief.

Fahmi was confused what to talk to Dyah. He was even nervous and rode the bike so slowly.

Why is this guy carrying a slow motorbike? Then I'm late for work.

“Men handkerchief, hurry up a little!” pinta Dyah who somehow preferred to call Fahmi as a handkerchief man.

Fahmi smiled faintly and followed what Dyah said.

“I don't know the way home yet Madam Dyah, please direct the way!” Fahmi said loud enough that the girl behind him could hear what he was saying.

“Ok,” Reply Dyah briefly.

Dyah's desire to remain silent was finally dashed. Because the man who was piggybacking on him did not know the direction of his home.

The deg! The deg!

Dyah touched his chest which was really very groggy. It felt like his entire body was electrocuted however, not to the point of making him lose his life.

Because of daydreaming, Dyah until not aware that the direction of his house has passed far enough.

“Stop!” yelled so suddenly.

“Ciiittttt, Bruk!”

What the hell's going on? Finally Fahmi and Dyah fell from the motorbike because of the act of Dyah who suddenly stopped the speed of the Fahmi motor. Fahmi reflexes and braked suddenly, until both of them fell.

The people around them immediately approached the two and helped them to get up. Fortunately, no one was injured in the incident.

However, Fahmi's elbow was bleeding because it protected Dyah's body which almost hit the road asphalt.

“Neng and Aa'nya not why?” ask them to Dyah and Fahmi.

Fahmi ignored the wound on his elbow, instead he worried and worried about Dyah's situation.

“Mbak Dyah is fine?” asked Fahmi who looked very panicked.

Dyah was really confused what to answer, because he also knew that Fahmi had saved him.

People lead Dyah and Fahmi to pull over to the side of the road. While Fahmi motorbike, quickly hidden to the house around so as not to cause more crowds if the police come.

“Minum first!” One of the old ladies by wearing batik cloth gave Fahmi and Dyah warm tea.

The girl suddenly cried when she saw the blood from Fahmi's elbow continuing to bleed. Not wanting to see Fahmi's blood flowing, Dyah decided to find a nearby pharmacy and buy gauze to cover Fahmi's wounds.

However, Fahmi instead followed Dyah because he did not want something to happen to his future wife.

Arriving at the pharmacy, Dyah asked for gauze and at the same time, Fahmi came. Without a second thought, Dyah asked one of the officers at the pharmacy to examine and treat Fahmi's wounds.

“Have not cried, I am okay,” said Fahmi so Dyah immediately stop his crying.

“This is all my fault, I shouldn't daydream. I'm sorry,” said Dyah who kept crying like a child lost a lollipop.

Fahmi immediately got help and it did not take long, Fahmi's wound was wrapped by a bandage.

Dyah immediately pulled out his phone and with a state of crying, Dyah told him that he and Fahmi had a single accident to his Papa.

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