Abraham and Asyila 2

Sick Children at the Same Time

Ashraf was already fussy early in the morning, Abraham and Asyila thought that Ashraf was just as fussy as ever. However, after Abraham kissed Ashraf's cheek, Abraham knew that his baby with his beloved wife had a fever.

Abraham thoughtlessly contacted Yogi to borrow a car, if contacting Eko would have been long enough until Eko arrived at Absyil's estate.

“Assalamu’alaikum.” After hearing that Ashraf was sick and Abraham wanted to borrow a car, Yogi quickly arrived.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, let's enter Mr Yogi!” Asyila invited the husband of a friend into the house.

Abraham walked down the stairs while carrying Ashraf's very hot body. Ashraf even shivered and Abraham grew worried.

Yogi quickly went out to open the car door.

“Sorry to trouble you,” Abraham told Yogi.

“Absolutely not,” replied Yogi and rushed his car to the hospital.

Asyila tried to remain calm. Although, at that time he was very frightened by the condition of his baby who suddenly fell ill.

“Everything will be fine,” whispered Abraham to Ashila who looked shocked.

“Iya Mas,” Asyila replied.

Arriving at the hospital, Abraham immediately ran and asked the nurse to immediately handle his baby.

However, Ashraf could not be dealt with immediately because Abraham had to queue first because the hospital was so crowded.

As a good Indonesian citizen, Abraham obeyed the law and wished Ashraf well.

15 Minutes later.

Finally the time for Ashraf came, Abraham quickly brought his baby into the room to be examined.

“Sorry, Mr and Mrs must wait outside,” said the doctor.

“Good, doc,” reply Abraham.

Yogi sat quietly while praying for Ashraf's health. After all, Ashraf was already considered like his own son.

“Yes Allah, may Ashraf be well,” said Asyila pleading with Allah that her baby is fine.

Abraham stroked his little wife's shoulder without a word.

You, always take care of your heart...

When I'm away, wait for me to come back... (Abraham's cell phone ringtone)

Abraham immediately pulled out his cell phone and it turned out that the one who contacted him was his father-in-law, Herwan.

“Assalamu’alaikum, Father,” Abraham said.

Asyila asked her husband to raise the volume with lip language.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, Son Abraham. Can you get to Jakarta as soon as possible?” asked Herwan who sounded so panicked.

“What's the matter Dad?” ask Asyila who is no less panicked.

“Arsyad is now in the hospital, his body is hot and we are confused as to how,” Herwan explained, “Your mother from earlier cried and scared Dad,” added Herwan.

The deg! Abraham and Ashila were speechless. Their two hearts hurt at the same time.

“Mas, how is this? Our sons need us. But..” Asyila could not hold back her tears, she cried and no matter how people saw her.

Abraham felt very sad, which parents would be silent to know that their baby was sick.

“Did Ashraf also hurt?” ask Herwan from behind the phone.

“Iya, Dad. Sorry, Abraham will contact Dad again, Assalamu'alaikum.”

“Wa’alaikumsalam.”

Abraham was forced to disconnect the phone early, because his small wife's situation was getting worse.

Yogi was also sad and his brain was immediately deadlocked when trying to find a solution for Arsyad and Ashraf who both needed both parents.

If Abraham had gone alone, Asyila would have been sad and both were confused. And vice versa, their situation at that time was really like a simalakama fruit.

“Hiks... Mas, how is this?” asyila asked confused while beating her husband's chest.

Abraham was confused, if this concerns others maybe he could still find a solution. However, it is different with what he is experiencing now. Both of his heart fell ill simultaneously.

And their two hearts must have been in desperate need of Abraham and Asyila.

Asyila suddenly had an idea and asked her husband to go to Jakarta and tomorrow it was Ashila who went to Jakarta in turn.

Without a second thought, Abraham immediately agreed to what his little wife had said. It was the only way that their two little sons could be accompanied by one of their parents though, not coming simultaneously.

“Mas go first, do not forget to always contact Mas regarding the situation of Ashraf!” pinta Abraham's.

“Mas too, anyway should always inform Asyila about the state of Arsyad!”

The couple finally separated. Yogi wept with Abraham's and Asyila's great love. If anyone can make the Yogi envious, then it is Abraham and Ashila.

Asyila stood with trembling legs, she stared at her husband's back which slowly grew further away with Yogi.

“Yes Allah, what more tests have you given to our family? Hopefully we can get through it,” Asyila said as she looked up at the ceiling of the hospital.

Asyila leaned her body on the chair by continuing to hope that her two children would heal quickly.

The doctor came out of Ashraf's room and Asyila quickly got up to the woman's doctor.

“Dok, how is Ashraf?” ask Asyila while shedding tears.

“We have checked and Ashraf has dengue fever,” replied Dr. Intan.

The deg! Asyila was in shock, she was sure her residence was clean from what she called mosquitoes.

“My child can recover, right, doc?” ask Asyila.

“For more details, let's go to my room!” take Dr. Intan.

“Good, doc,” replied Asyila.

Asyila walked behind Intan towards the room. Arriving in the room of the doctor Intan, Asyila was welcome to sit down.

Dr. Intan also explained that Ashraf and Ashraf had to be treated for a full week and even, more than a week.

Asyila was of course sad, a week was not a short time. Moreover, he had to see his baby remain on the bed.

“Patient Lady Ashila, Ashraf will definitely recover soon,” said Dr. Intan encouraging Asyila.

“Aamiin. Thanks for the explanation, doc. Then excuse me,” said Asyila and immediately went to the child care room.

When Asyila wanted to enter the room of her baby, her phone rang and it turned out that the one who contacted her was Arumi, the mother of Asyila.

“Hallo, Assalamu’alaikum,” Asyila said.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, Son. How is our grandson doing?” ask Arumi.

Asyila also explained the condition of her baby to Arumi, there was not the slightest Ashila cover-up or exaggerate about the situation of Ashraf.

“Yes Allah, you are calm dear. Definitely will not be easy to deal with it,” said Arumi.

“Iya, Mother. Please take care of Ashraf! Mas Abraham is currently on his way to Jakarta, Asyila is now really resigned,” said Asyila.

“We both do'a ya son. May Arsyad and Ashraf recover soon.”

“Mother, have you heard from a doctor about Arsyad?”

“Numbered, Son. Your mom and dad are looking forward to the good news from the doctor. However, until now the doctor has not been out of the room,” replied Arumi.

Asyila beat her own chest and she just fell to the floor. When it comes to children, any parent will be sad, panicked, worried, anxious anyway all mixed into one.

“Patient teh ya!” Two women approached Ashila and helped Ashila to rise.

One of them gave him some water and Ashila received it.

“Thank you,” said Asyila with tears that continued to linger. Then, Ashila just cut off the phone call.

“If you may know, what sick child?”

“My son has dengue fever,” replied Asyila.

A few minutes later.

“Patient teh yes, we say home!”

Asyila thanked him and the two women left. Then, Ashila went into the nursery of her baby.

“Honey, strong yes son!” pinta Asyila while gently stroking the hair of her baby.

Ashraf looked very pale and made Asyila's heart sad.

“Honey, the spirit yes son!” pinta Asyila and gently kissed the forehead of her baby.

Abraham & Asyila