Abraham and Asyila 2

Smell of Women's Perfume

Asyila was sitting in the living room with Ashraf who was busy playing with his toys. Asyila did not focus too much on Ashraf who invited her to play, I don't know what Asyila thought that night.

“Dad!” shouts Ashraf who suddenly heard the sound of a car horn and quickly he ran out of the house.

“Honey, be careful,” said Asyila who also rushed out of the house.

Abraham got out of the car while Eko rushed to bring Abraham's car home, according to Abraham's orders.

“Assalamu’alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,” said Abraham by carrying a work coat in his left hand and a large package containing fruits in his right hand.

“Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,” replied Asyila and Ashraf compact.

Abraham moved a plastic package containing fruits to his left hand, so that his little wife and their children could kiss the back of Abraham's hand.

“Mas instead of coming home late?” asyila kissed the back of Abraham's hand and was followed by Ashraf.

“It just so happens that there is a Yogi who helps Mas work on it until it is finished, Has Syila already missed Mas?” ask Abraham.

“Yes, of course. Missing your own husband is not allowed?”

“Hmm... Of course it can, it is more and more longing to increase his love,” explained Abraham.

Ashraf put his lips together and boldly pinched his father's hand.

“Awww!” Abraham was shocked to feel the pain on his back.

Ashraf laughed at his father's voice in pain.

“Come, who pinched Dad?” abraham asked in a crouching position, adjusting Ashraf's height.

“Dad, what is it?” asked Ashraf who was curious about the contents in a plastic package that was quite large.

”Hmm.. We open inside yes!” take Abraham.

The three of them entered the house together so happily. Anyone who saw it would be envious of the happiness of Abraham's little family.

“Mas, is everything okay?” ask Asyila in the family room.

“Yes, why? Mas see from earlier Asyila as being daydreaming 'kan, something quite heavy,” said Abraham.

Asyila hid her sadness with a sweet smile. He still remembers his nightmares.

“Asyila is not daydreaming, Mas. Oya, thank you Mas for the fruits,” said Asyila while lifting a green apple.

“Cium first dong!” pinta Abraham slightly turned his right cheek near Ashila's face.

”Muacchhh!” Asyila quickly gave a wet kiss on Abraham's right cheek.

Ashraf was busy chewing kiwi fruit in his hands, his smile expands perfectly when he feels the sweetness of the sour taste of kiwi fruit.

“Mas is tired,” said Abraham as he stretched his muscles.

“Asyila massage yes Mas!”

“Bby,” reply Abraham.

Ashila first massaged her husband's shoulders with little energy.

“Masya Allah, Shila massage is really steady,” praise Abraham.

Asyila smiled happily and continued to massage both of her husband's shoulders.

“Mother, wash your hands,” said Ashraf while showing his sticky hands.

“Honey, try learning to wash your hands yourself. There is a sink and Ashraf just live it,” said Asyila train Ashraf to want to wash his own hands.

Ashraf agreed and followed what his mother had ordered. From a distance, Abraham and Asyila compactly noticed Ashraf who was walking closer to the sink.

Ashraf was confused because the sink was taller than him, he turned to the plastic chair and pulled it. He carefully climbed up and after that he could wash his hands.

Abraham and Ashila were both shocked and amazed, both compactly clapping their hands for Ashraf's cleverness.

Ashraf turned to his parents, he was embarrassed and ran small to his room on the top floor.

“Look, Ashraf's behavior is the same as his mother,” Abraham said and laughed a little.

“His name is also Asyila's favorite,” said Asyila while hugging her husband's neck from behind.

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Asyila's hand massage is really powerful, until tired Abraham immediately lost.

Asyila nodded small with her sweet smile.

“Come to room! Ashraf must be asleep by now,” Abraham.

“Know where Ashraf has slept?” ask Asyila.

“Ashraf an active child, if he has not slept since he was busy calling Father and Mother.”

“Mas is right, yes let's go to the room!” exciting Asyila.

Abraham and Ashila stepped together towards their room. Vaguely Asyila smelled a woman's perfume from her husband's coat.

“Mas was anywhere?” ask Asyila curiously.

“Cantor,” replied Abraham.

“Yakin? Sure, only at the office? Not stopping by anywhere?” ask Ashila to make sure.

“Hmm... If you stop by, yes. To the fruit booth,” replied Abraham honestly.

Asyila smiled faintly and when she arrived in the room, Asyila was surprised when her husband's work coat stung the smell of female perfume.

“What's this?” ask Asyila while giving a work coat to her husband, ”Try kissing!” asyila pinta.

Abraham smelled a glimpse of his work coat and indeed the smell of a woman's perfume was so thick.

Abraham gasped for not wanting his little wife to misunderstand him.

“Please do not misunderstand Mas, actually there is a woman who accidentally fell on Mas's back. But, by Allah, I did not touch him at all let alone see him. If Syila is in doubt, let Mas take you to Yogi!” take Abraham who is very afraid if his little wife misunderstands.

If only Ashila had not had nightmares, perhaps such a thing was considered a wind then for her. But now the story is different. Asyila was terrified when the nightmare came to her mind.

O Allah, help our servants and families. The servant believes that You are our only helper.

Asyila tried to remain calm in front of her husband. Even though he felt so scared at the time.

“Please believe me,” said Abraham who continued to look at Asyila with a sad gaze.

“Of course Asyila believes, after all Asyila knew Mas not a year, two years. It's just, Asyila is afraid if there are other women who attract the attention of Mas,” said Asyila who now hugs her husband's body and tries not to cry.

“Nothing can attract the attention of Mas except, Mas's wife. Next time, Mas will be more careful again,” reply Abraham.

Asyila raises her head and kisses the glimpse of her husband's lips, ”Iya, Mas. Thank you,” said Asyila.

Abraham let his little wife embrace his body. Abraham hoped that in the future there would be no such thing.

“It looks like Mas has to buy a new work coat,” said Abraham.

“What's wrong with this Mas work coat?” ask Asyila while pointing towards the work coat lying right beside her.

“This work is already narrow. Because every day given balanced nutrition from his beloved wife,” replied Abraham who honestly did not want if his little wife remembered the new of the woman's perfume.

“Do not throw it away Mas! It is better to keep it, this work coat Asyila used to buy it,” explained Asyila.

“Of course,” reply Abraham.

Asyila still hugged her husband's body, she tried to calm herself by hugging the body of the man she loved so much.

After enough, Ashila let go of her embrace and gave her husband time to clean up.

While Abraham was still in the bathroom, Asyila decided to see her little son in the room.

Arriving in her baby's room, Ashila smiled to see Ashraf covering half of his body with a blanket.

“Dreaming Daddy and Mommy are asleep, sweet dreams yes dear. Mother is very dear to you Sis Arsyad and also Ashraf,” said Asyila while gently stroking Ashraf's hair.

For a long time Asyila was in the room of her baby, until finally Asyila realized that her husband had been waiting for her right in front of Ashraf's door.

Abraham looked at Ashila with a loving gaze. Asyila smiled shyly and rushed over to her husband.

“Why isn't Mas logged in?” ask Asyila while leaning on her husband's chest.

“If Mas comes in, fear Ashraf wakes up. Let's sleep!” take Abraham.

Ashraf's bedroom door was shut and the two of them rushed back to the bedroom.

Abraham & Asyila