Abraham and Asyila 2

Confessing As A Journalist

Nightfall.

Asyila looked sadly at her husband's face, for some reason Asyila had a bad premonition. She was eager to ask her husband not to leave that night, but the husband's decision was unanimous and could not be contested by Ashila.

“Why even sad so?” abraham asked, caressing the face of his little wife.

“Mas sure tonight would like to go to investigate the man? What if something bad happens to Mas?” ask Asyila worried.

“Ssuuuttt... Syila must not think so badly! Just pray Mas is fine, then Mas go now, assalamu'alaikum!”

“Wa’alaikumsalam, Mas. Be careful, Mas!”

After the husband had completely left her alone, Asyila quickly changed her clothes with the clothes she used to disguise herself. Asyila was unlikely to let her husband go alone to investigate the murder.

“Wait For Asyila, Mas. Asyila would not let Mas go alone. As a wife, Asyila must always be by Mas's side and no matter how dangerous, Asyila is ready to be a shield for Mas,” Asyila said very seriously while raising her two hands a spirit sign.

After changing her clothes, Asyila hurriedly tidied up the bed. Then after that, he rushed out of the inn.

“Bismilbornrahmanirrahim, Yes Allah protect us,” said Asyila and ran small following her husband.

At the same time, Yogi came out and was surprised to see a woman dressed in black and wearing a veil running around somewhere.

“Who is that woman?” yogi asks monologue and does not recognize that the woman is the wife of his best friend, Abraham, “Ah, it is not my business who the woman is. Now I have to find milk for Ashraf and Kahfi,” Yogi added and rushed to the shop around the beach maybe there are those who sell milk.

Asyila ran towards the direction where she saw the man wearing the raincoat. Coincidentally that night the area around the beach was not crowded. Maybe, because there are creepy events so that visitors are not too crowded.

Where is Abraham now. Why so fast?

Abraham ran as fast as he could, looking around, for almost 15 minutes, and had not found him.

“The man must have lived around this place, otherwise he might have been wearing a raincoat,” Abraham said.

Abraham continued to run and he vaguely saw a coffee shop that at that time looked quite crowded. He continued to circulate his views, perhaps one of the shop visitors was the person he saw this morning.

Abraham's eyes widened when he saw a man wearing a black shirt and smoking on a motorcycle. Yaps, the man was the man that Abraham almost hit because he suddenly appeared just like that and in a hurry.

Not wrong anymore. That guy was the guy I almost hit this morning.

Not wanting to waste the opportunity, Abraham approached and decided to buy a cup of coffee.

“Bu, black coffee one!”

The shop owner agreed and immediately made a coffee ordered by Abraham.

The atmosphere of the stall was quite crowded and interspersed with the laughter of those who were discussing funny things. However, Abraham did not listen to their conversation, Abraham was too focused on the man who was sitting on the motorcycle while smoking a cigarette.

The man realized that Abraham was watching him, was not happy and decided to leave the shop on foot. Of course, the motorbike he rode was not the motorbike but rather, the motorbike of one of the stall visitors.

Where the hell is he going? I have to follow him.

Abraham got up and did not forget to pay for his coffee. However, the coffee was not touched at all.

“This has not been drunk,” said the stall owner.

“Sorry, Mom. I have important business, this is the money,” reply Abraham and give a piece of money in purple.

The owner of the shop tried to call Abraham. But Abraham left the shop.

On the other hand, Ashila kept trying to find her husband.

Where did Abraham actually go?

“Mas Abraham.” Asyila from a distance saw her husband running so fast.

It looks like I'm chasing something. I have to follow him from behind, hopefully Mas doesn't realize where I am.

“Stop!” abraham shouted at the man in front of him who kept running away from him.

“Stop!” shouts Abraham again.

The man immediately stopped his footsteps and turned to face Abraham.

“Who are you really? Why do you keep following me?” ask her.

Abraham smiled as kindly as possible and shook hands with the man before him whom Abraham suspected was the perpetrator of the murder.

The man smiled stiffly and tried to look calm.

“Abraham? Looks like you are not a resident here,” he said who looks unhappy with Abraham.

“I am one of the residents of the inn near the beach, can I interview you for a moment? I happen to be a journalist and my job is to find informants. Then, after I finish interviewing you, you will get enough money for working with me,” clearly Abraham at length who certainly only want to make men in front of him believe in the words of Abraham.

“How much?”

“If your answer is convincing enough, approximately 10 million you will get the money and even then I will give it in cash,” replied Abraham who again lied.

The man who initially looked unhappy immediately changed instantly. His smile was beaming while imagining the 10 million dollars that Abraham said.

“Good. I agree to be interviewed, can tonight be?” ask the man who looks impatient.

“Previous, can you introduce yourself first!” pinta Abraham's.

“My name is Arif!”

Abraham nodded small and smiled faintly. At least what Abraham did had provoked the man in front of him and just waited for the right time to act.

“How about tomorrow afternoon? Coincidentally Tonight my legs are exhausted from chasing after Mr. Arif,” said Abraham pretending to be limp.

Arif seemed unhappy with what Abraham said. But he could not let Abraham get sick. Moreover, he had to earn that 10 million dollars.

“Ok, I agree. Come to my house where there is a green painted fence lit,” said Arif.

“Do you live with your family?” ask Abraham.

“Tomorrow you come, I happen to live with my two wives in that house,”.

Two wives. That means he not only has one, but two. Hmmmm... This man is getting me curious and I hope this man is a suspect in the murder case.

“How? Can you come tomorrow?” ask Arif.

“Of course, tomorrow afternoon I will come to Mr. Arif's house,” replied Abraham.

They shake hands and walk in opposite directions.

Asyila who saw her husband from a distance and walked towards their inn, looked very surprised. She ran as fast as she could so that her husband would not see her.

Abraham walked very slowly, his mind filled with a man named Arif. Abraham grew curious and hoped that Arif's residence had evidence of the murder of the bloody woman.

“For this I'd better do it alone. It would be very complicated if the police came and made it all go as I planned.

All right, for the sake of the family I have to find out the truth as soon as possible. I don't want my honeymoon with my little wife to be interrupted because of this problem,” said Abraham monologue.

A few minutes later.

Abraham entered the inn and saw his little wife asleep. However, Abraham was a little confused because the breath of his little wife sounded like an exhausted person.

“Syila..” Abraham gently touched Ashila's smooth cheeks and kissed her lips.

Asyila woke up and pretended as if she had just woken up from sleep.

“Mas are home?” asyila asked without looking into her husband's eyes.

Abraham scrunched his forehead and pulled the body of his little wife to get closer to him.

“Tell me the truth, Syila finished what?” ask Abraham.

Asyila was surprised and tried to find the right reason so that she was not suspected by her husband.

“Se-actually Asyila is out of jumping sports, Mas,” replied Asyila by displaying her innocent gaze.

Abraham shook his head and kissed his little wife.

“It's night, why are these nights even playing jump-and-jump?” ask Abraham.

Asyila simply replied to her husband's question with her sweet smile. She was sure her husband would graduate and not ask. Apparently, what Ashila thought was right. Her husband finally did not ask and instead hugged her body in bed so affectionately.

“Mas loves you, my wife. Tonight Mas wants us to do it and immediately give Arsyad and Ashraf a funny sister,”.

Asyila timidly nodded and they went together to the bathroom to get some ablution water.

Abraham 💖 Ashila