Abraham and Asyila 2

Arif's Cruelty

For almost an hour, the couple made a sand castle. Ashraf and Kahfi are tired of waiting for their parents to finish building a beach sand castle.

“Yuk play again!” bring Ashraf.

The two little boys finally went back to making the beach sand castle instead and ignored both of their parents.

“Alhamdulillah, finally finished as well,” said Asyila with great pleasure.

“Ashraf and Kahfi are here!” call Abraham.

Ashraf and Kahfi confirm Abraham's call.

Ema put her lips together and looked in annoyance at her husband.

“Now the sand castles of Father and Mother have been finished, please let you know who won!” pinta Abraham's.

Without a second thought, Ashraf and Kahfi compactly pointed towards the sand castles made by Abraham and Ashila.

”Alhamdulillah!” Abraham and Asyila gasped, they hugged each other very happily because they had won the race to make sand castles.

“Abang less fast,” ledek Ema.

***

Since the sun had started to rise, they decided to return to the inn. They are very happy to finally be able to enjoy the view on the edge of the beach, although they have not had time to plunge into the salt water.

“Dad, Mother! Shower tomorrow at the beach!” ashraf Pinta.

“Honey, we see tomorrow! Father and Mother cannot promise,” said Abraham.

“Good, father,” replied Ashraf.

Arriving at the inn, Ashraf was immediately bathed by Ashila as half of Ashraf's body was filled with sand. Abraham and Asyila will take a bath after their little son is bathed.

“Mother, when does Brother Arsyad come home?” asked Ashraf who seemed to miss his brother.

“If it's time, Brother Arsyad will come home, dear. Now Ashraf shower yes!”

Asyila began to bathe her baby, while Abraham chose to sit on the floor near the bathroom door.

“Mas why sit there?” ask Asyila.

“Mas just wants to sit here,” replied Abraham casually.

After bathing Ashraf, Ashila quickly put on clothes for Ashraf so as not to get cold.

“Mother, Ashraf bobok same Kahfi yes!” ashraf Pinta.

“Bby!” abraham excitedly.

Asyila immediately turned her lips to hear the cry of her husband who was so excited.

“Now it's your favorite handsome,” praise Asyila.

”Who was his Dad!” exclaim Abraham.

Asyila turned a glance and put on her pouting face.

Abraham chuckled at the reaction of his adorable little wife.

“There is still time to pray Dhuha, then Mas shower first,” said Abraham who could not take his little wife to take a bath together. Because, there are still their children who look like they are monitoring their parents.

In the bathroom, Abraham recalls his promise to interview the man suspected by Abraham and Asyila.

Abraham hoped that his conjecture and his little wife were right.

“Mas, is it still long?” asked Asyila who suddenly felt pain in her stomach.

“My wife soon!” abraham in the bathroom.

Ashraf, who had been perfumed, asked his mother for permission to Kahfi's room. Asyila agreed and quickly, Ashraf ran to Kahfi's room next door.

A few minutes later.

Abraham came out of the bathroom and hurried to put on his clothes.

“Be careful Syila,” Abraham said when he saw his little wife rush into the bathroom.

Asyila asserted from the bathroom, her stomach really hurt.

Abraham, who had been wearing his clothes, immediately spread his prayer mat and the property of his wife. They will both perform the Dhuha prayer.

“Alhamdulillah,” said Asyila after coming out of the bathroom wearing only a towel.

“Do not tease Mas like that, now wear clothes!”

Asyila chuckled amusedly and immediately put on her clothes.

Dhuha sunah prayer also took place, after performing the prayer they both decided to read the holy verse of the Quran.

As usual, Abraham would take his little wife's reading very seriously.

Afternoon.

The time awaited by Abraham finally arrived, that afternoon he was getting ready to do an actual interview was Abraham wanted to see the contents in the house of a man named Arif.

“Mas, is Mas sure to go alone? Can Ashila join Mas?”

Abraham touched both cheeks of his little wife with a serious look.

“Syila should stay here, it would be very dangerous if Asyila came along,” replied Abraham.

“Is it because Asyila is a woman? Is it because according to men women are weak creatures and only become a burden for men?” Asyila was very saddened by her husband's response.

“It's not a matter of being a burden or weak, my wife. Syila is too valuable and Mas does not want Mas's wife why, please understand!” pinta Abraham and clenched tightly to Ashila's body.

Asyila cried because her husband really did not allow her to come. With her ability, Asyila was confident that she could take care of herself.

“Have not cried, Mas promised to be home soon as Mas's business is done.”

Asyila agreed, obey what her husband said.

”Then, Mas go first. Assalamu'alaikum!”

”Wa’alaikumsalam.”

Asyila watched her husband from the window of the room, of course Asyila did not remain silent. She decided to follow her husband from behind and hoped that he would not know her.

“Asyila can't stay here, Mas. Asyila will follow Mas,” said Asyila with a strong determination.

Abraham left on foot, the distance from the inn to the residence of Arif about 15 minutes on foot.

From a distance, Arif looks waiting with his motorbike. Apparently Arif is impatient to be interviewed immediately or maybe Arif is impatient to get 10 million dollars.

“Come aboard!” take Arif with enthusiasm.

“I did not think that Mr. Arif was following me,” said Abraham while riding a motorbike.

“Ah, Mr. Abraham do not hesitate so. The trip to my house is not too close,” said Arif and immediately drove his motorbike to his residence.

Arriving at Arif's residence, Abraham was slightly surprised to see three women standing right in front of the door.

“What are you doing standing there, quickly bring in this motor!” arif's orders that look very rude with the three women.

Abraham scrunched his forehead while continuing to pay attention to Arif who looked bossy.

“You have prepared food?” ask Arif.

“Already,” answer them timidly.

Arif invited Abraham into the house.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” Abraham said before entering the house.

“Wa’alaikumsalam,” answer them except, Arif who is silent only.

Abraham was now curious about the man sitting in front of him. Abraham wanted to know a man named Arif.

“What are they...”.

But Abraham did not ask, and Arif cut off Abraham's words.

“The three of them are my wives,” replied Arif and laughed off as if such a thing was a pride for him.

Abraham clenched his hand tightly, looking unhappy with what Arif said.

Suddenly, Abraham's eyes caught a woman photographed with the exact same face as the murdered woman.

Right, that photo is a photo of a murder victim. This man knows him.

Arif excuse me for a moment to go to the bathroom, Abraham agreed and pretended to busy himself with the book he deliberately brought. After Arif left, Abraham immediately asked the three women standing not far from him about the figure of the woman in the photo.

“That's fourth wife Mas Arif,” replied one of them.

Abraham was surprised to hear this answer.

Astarghfirullah...

Arif quickly landed his butt on the chair and with a big smile.

“Did Mr Abraham eat? Come eat with me!” bring Arif.

Abraham was eager to reject Arif's invitation, but Abraham could not refuse because it would make it difficult for himself to know more of Arif's figure.

“Alright, sorry to know who you are?” ask Abraham.

Arif turned towards the photo pointed by Abraham and laughed out loud.

“That's my helper,” replied Arif.

“Now where?” ask Abraham.

Arif seemed unhappy with Abraham's question, he also said that his assistant had returned home a month ago.

Obviously the woman photographed was his wife. A month? Ck... Just be right.

Abraham could not stand it and immediately kicked Arif's leg, until Arif fell immediately.

“What you do!” Arif yelled in disbelief at what Abraham had done to him.

Abraham pulled Arif's collar and hit Arif's head pretty hard. So, Arif also fainted unconscious.

Arif's three wives cried out in fear and Abraham quickly explained his intentions. Abraham asked the third about Arif's fourth wife.

“The poor girl's name is Lia. A week ago, Lia asked Arif to divorce her because Lia could not stand our husband's treatment. Actually, Lia was married to our husband for about 2 months and during those 2 months Lia was not allowed to go out of the house. So, neighbors around never know that Mas Arif has a wife of four,” said the first wife who looks very thin compared to the other two wives.

The first wife cried and could not continue her words.

Then, the woman named Mela finally opened her voice.

“Lia continues to get torment because she does not want to serve our husband, actually not only Lia, we also almost every day get torture,” Mela said Arif's second wife.

“Why don't you guys try reporting?” ask Abraham.

“Ka-we actually really want to, but we don't know where to report. We do not know the way to get out of here, although there we do not have the money to go back to our hometown,” Mela explained.

“What are you all not here for?” ask Abraham.

“Bukan, Mbak Yuni adalah asli orang Jawa tengah, saya sendiri asli orang Jawa timur, Mbak Heni asli orang Padang dan Lia asli orang Aceh,” ucapnya.

“Do you know that the woman named Lia has died from being killed?” ask Abraham.

The third was shocked and very frightened. They never thought that Lia had died from being killed.

“Are you sure? Mas Arif said that Lia was working in Jakarta,”, Mela said with great fear.

“It is certain that Mr. Arif killed Lia. Then, I ask you to tie Mr. Arif. In the meantime, I will search this place to find solid evidence. After you tie him up, go to the rose inn and find a man named Yogi and explain what really happened to Yogi. My best friend will definitely help you,” explained Abraham.

The three thanked him many times for Abraham's kindness and courage. They thought Abraham was an angel sent by God to help them.

“Quick! You don't have much time,” said Abraham so they rushed to tie Arif who was unconscious.

Abraham ran a little to go deeper, his eyes were fixed on a room and without a second thought Abraham went inside.

“It turns out this is a warehouse, then the evidence must be here,” said Abraham and began to look for evidence.

The three timidly tied their truly cruel husband. How can a husband kill his own wife.

Is torturing his four wives not enough? To kill him so cruelly.

“Mas Arif nasty!” mela shouted and slapped her husband's cheek repeatedly.

It wasn't only Mela who slapped Arif in the face. Yuni and Heni hit the other part so hard. They hate Arif so much. Think of their anger as the thing they used to do to avenge her husband's cruel treatment.

Abraham 💖 Ashila

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