
After the dawn prayer, Ashila busied herself to clean up the house. Starting from sweeping the floor, mopping the floor, cooking, washing dishes, drying clothes she did alone very quickly and hoped her husband would come down when his work was done. Asyila knew, if until her husband saw her cleaning the house alone without involving Abraham, certainly Abraham would be angry in the sense that he did not want the wife to clean up her own house, Abraham wanted him also to be involved in the matter of clean-up.
In the room, Abraham was busy with a laptop in front of him. He had to quickly finish his work and then take his wife out to spend time together on Saturday.
“Syila why has not returned,” said Abraham monologued because it has been more than an hour the wife has not entered the room.
Unable to wait any longer, Abraham caught up with his little wife and saw her washing clothes.
Abraham realized that the floor was clean, which meant his wife had mopped the floor.
Asyila had finished washing her clothes and had finished drying her little family's clothes. When she turned around, Ashila was surprised to see her husband standing in front of her.
“Mas Abraham,” said Asyila was surprised like a thief who was caught red-handed.
Abraham was silent while putting on a flat face.
“Mas.” Asyila immediately hugged her husband and hoped that her husband would not scold her.
“How many times must Mas say, if every household work must involve Mas. Even if necessary, all let Mas do,” said Abraham without returning a hug from Asyila.
Asyila fell silent, hugging her husband. It did not take long, Abraham was devastated and immediately returned a warm embrace from his little wife.
“Don't be like this again,” said Abraham so gently.
“Asyila just don't want to interfere with Mas's work,” Asyila said.
“Who said that homework can interfere with Mas's work? This is the last time Asyila does homework alone, if you do this again, Mas will look for a housekeeper.”
Keep in mind, from the first Asyila anti with the name of a household assistant or commonly called a housekeeper. For him, without a housekeeper or housekeeper he can do homework alone.
Asyila quickly rejected what her husband had said. He finally agreed if Abraham took part in cleaning the house.
“Leave this laundry, let Mas dry it!” abraham orders Ashila to immediately leave her duty to dry clothes.
“Good, Mas,” Reply Asyila.
Abraham did not feel burdened if he had to clean and clean the house. Instead, he was very happy if only he did it and not the wife.
Abraham was not a foolish husband or a husband who feared a wife, but he did not want the wife tired of taking care of the household.
Asyila was confused as to what to do since all the homework was done. In fact, Asyila had already finished preparing breakfast for her as well as her beloved little family.
“Assalamu'alaikum, Dad! Mother!” Ashraf called out to the two while knocking on the door.
“Before dear!” exclaim Asyila with a small run to the door, “Wa’alaikumsalam, the darling of Father and Mother. How was his sleep last night, good luck baby?” ask Asyila with a loving look.
Ashraf kissed the back of his mother's hand and said that he was very happy to sleep with Kahfi. Besides, both of Kahfi's parents were so kind to her.
Asyila continued to hear what Ashraf had to say, and was sometimes engrossed in not understanding what Ashraf had said.
Abraham had finished drying his clothes and immediately approached when he saw that their little son had returned home.
“Honey, here hug Daddy!”
Ashraf turned to Abraham and ran to embrace his beloved father.
“Hmm.. Beloved Daddy and Mommy have taken a shower. Which Ashraf dirty clothes?” ask Abraham.
Asyila was flabbergasted when she realized that their little son had changed his clothes.
“Washed with Mama Ema,” replied Ashraf.
Such a thing was common, even some of Ashraf's clothes were in the small family residence of Ema. And vice versa, Kahfi clothes are in the residence of a small Asyila family.
“Tadi Ashraf shower herself what bathed by Mama Ema?” ask Asyila.
“Hhmm.. Shower yourself,” replied Ashraf.
Ashila laughed and then followed by Abraham who was very happy because they did not bother to bathe Ashraf who was a little fussy when taking a morning bath.
“Mas, Asyila made breakfast. Do you want breakfast now?” ask Asyila.
The three of them also stepped towards the dining room.
Ashila took the plate and started filling it.
“Mother, Ashraf has breakfast,” said Ashraf with his innocent gaze.
Asyila approaches and slightly bends, “Ashraf wants breakfast again?” abraham asked, touching the chin of his heart.
Ashraf quickly shook his head and said that he wanted to play in the living room with his toys.
“Ya already then, remember yes the toys should not be scattered everywhere,” said Asyila reminded her baby.
“Good, Mother!” Ashraf quickly ran to the family room when he was warned by Asyila not to run around.
Now there was only Abraham and Ashila in the dining room. As usual, they will eat with the same plate and bribe each other to feed food.
After breakfast, Abraham immediately ordered his little wife to do nothing. Asyila inevitably agreed and sat pretty while observing her husband's work so carefully when washing dishes.
“Alhamdulillah,” said Abraham when the task of washing cutlery is completed.
“Thank you, Mas,” Asyila said as she touched her husband's hand and pointed it at his cheek.
Abraham was anxious and pinched both cheeks of his little wife slowly.
“1 hours we will be ready,” said Abraham whose hand is still touching the cheeks of Asyila.
“Prepared indeed we go where Mas?” ask Asyila curiously.
“To the beach,” replied Abraham.
Hearing the word Asyila beach immediately smiled widely. Actually, he had wanted to go to the beach for a long time, but he hesitated to tell her to the husband. Moreover, because her husband is busy working and if the holidays can only spend time at home.
“We go not only three, there is Yogi and his family who took a vacation,” said Abraham.
Asyila was very happy and because she was too happy she jumped into the arms of her husband. By reflex, Ashila kissed her husband's entire face including the lips of the husband.
“It looks like we have to do it,” said Abraham with a smile and walked away from the dining room while continuing to hold his little wife who was hugging him at the time.
Asyila shook her head with what her husband would do. And Ashila also resigned to her husband's invitation in the room.
A few moments later.
Abraham, Ashila and Ashraf were getting ready to go to the beach. Not only them, Yogi, Ema and Kahfi were ready to spend time together.
“Asik, Beach!” Ashraf was very happy because he would play sand beach like building a house or palace that he had long dreamed of.
“Happy yes dear? Here put on the bag!” Asyila gave a carry-on bag and in the spirit Ashraf put it on.
Abraham took out a suitcase and took it out. Outside the house there is Eko who is preparing to deliver his Young Master to the location for a vacation.
Abraham will spend his time at a hotel close to the beach for the next few days.
“You guys ready?” abraham asked when he saw the Yogi staring at him across the wall of their house.
“Of course, what's going to leave now?” ask Yogi.
“Sure,” replied Abraham briefly.
Asyila walked out of the house and immediately locked the door of the house with a very happy feeling. They get into the car and slowly leave the housing Absyil and are followed by Yogi from behind.
Ashraf looked so happy that he was dancing in the car.
“Ashraf happy babe?” asked Asyila who was also so happy to see her little son excited.
Ashraf assented with vigor and kissed Ashila on the cheek. Abraham was visibly jealous of what Ashraf was doing and immediately wiped Ashraf's kiss on his little wife's cheek.
Asyila could only watch what her husband had just done. How can a husband be jealous of his own child.
Abraham 💖 Ashila