Abraham and Asyila 2

Who's Kikan?

Asyila was calm and Dyah asked permission to go down. Apparently on the lower floor, Fahmi was waiting for Dyah to hit the phone from Herwan.

Dyah also told Fahmi what really happened to the hospital error, Fahmi who was previously shocked was now calm and wanted to immediately visit Abraham in the hospital.

“Mas Fahmi!” call Dyah stop Fahmi's steps who wants to go take the items that were previously still outside the house.

Fahmi immediately turned to face the girl who called out to him.

“Iya Dyah, how can I help?” asked Fahmi with a warm look.

Getting such a warm gaze, made Dyah misbehave and he forgot what he wanted to ask.

“I'm thirsty,” said Dyah just like that because confused to ask what.

“You want me to get it?” fahmi asked.

Dyah hit his own head and shook his head, “Ti-no need, I can alone,” reply Dyah misbehaved and ran small towards the kitchen.

Arriving at the kitchen, Dyah immediately took a glass and filled it with water. He gulped it down and hoped his nervousness would quickly disappear.

“Houh, what do I really want to ask? Why did my mind suddenly go blank like this when I saw the gaze of Mas Fahmi?” said Dyah monologue while resuscitating his body in a chair.

“This is put where?” asked Fahmi who suddenly came.

Dyah was surprised and at that moment he rolled over along with the chair he was sitting in.

Bruk!

“Awwww..” He groaned in pain as his head fell first.

Fahmi is surprised and immediately helps Dyah while holding back his laughter. Dyah always did something careless and that also made Fahmi like his future wife at first sight.

Amazingly, Fahmi can hide his interest and that also makes Dyah insensitive to Fahmi's feelings for him.

“Is anyone sick?” ask Fahmi.

“I'm fine, again why did Mas Fahmi suddenly appear like a ghost? In fact, footsteps were not heard,” scold Dyah.

Fahmi raised his eyebrows and turned to his feet that were not wearing sandals or anything like that.

“Why is Mas Fahmi barefoot?” tanya Dyah was astonished.

Fahmi scratches his head and is confused as to what to answer. He was already used to it, especially if at home people.

“The floor here is very cold, it should be Mas Fahmi wearing sandals or shoes. Anyway, what can Mas Fahmi wear, if Mas Fahmi catch a cold how?”

“Thank you for worrying about me,” said Fahmi.

“Who is also worried about Mas Fahmi. I'm just saying,” reply Dyah who is getting wrong because of Fahmi's words to him.

“Iya I know, this is the item to put where?” ask Fahmi.

Dyah gasped and immediately picked up her Aunty bag.

“This let me take it, Mas please bring the rest into the room next to it ya!” dyah Pinta.

“Are you strong to carry that bag upstairs?” asked Fahmi to make sure and again gave a warm look to Dyah.

Dyah again misbehaved and rushed out of the kitchen without answering any questions from Fahmi.

“Worrying,” said Fahmi and continued his steps back to the room previously said by his future wife.

Dyah finally arrived in front of the little wife's room from her Uncle. As usual, he would knock on the door first.

“Come in!” exciting Asyila.

The girl came in and how surprised Dyah was when she saw her Aunty was back to how it was. Her beautiful Aunty smile was so blooming that the flower that had just bloomed was inferior to Asyila's beautiful smile.

“Aunty!” Dyah smiled widely and walked over to Asyila.

Asyila pinched both cheeks by displaying her best smile.

“Ashraf is currently asleep in his room, can you make Aunty a fruit salad?” ask Asyila.

Asyila nodded with vigor and hugged a glance for Dyah.

“Thank you for always being next to Aunty, I'm so sorry that Aunty has been bothering you.”

“Aunty is not at all troublesome Dyah, then Dyah will go down and make fruit salad for aunty.”

Dyah rushed to the kitchen to make a wish fruit salad from his Uncle's little wife.

“What are you looking for?” fahmi asked when she saw Dyah opening the refrigerator.

“Aunty asked me to make a fruit salad and it turned out that in the refrigerator there was nothing,” Dyah replied.

“Come go!” bring Fahmi.

“Where?” ask Dyah wonder.

“Buying fruits, don't Aunty want fruit salad?” ask Fahmi.

Dyah fell silent and suddenly remembered the embroidery of the name Kikan on the handkerchief owned by Fahmi.

“Who Kikan?” tanya Dyah ventured to ask the woman named Kikan and was ready to listen to the answer from Fahmi.

Fahmi was stunned and his eyes immediately glazed over. Dyah also saw clearly the facial expressions of Fahmi and Dyah waltzing away with a sad feeling.

The deg! Dyah was silent for a moment as his hand was held by Fahmi quite tightly.

“Lease!” dyah's orders are clearly visible that Dyah is upset with Fahmi.

“Kikan is my younger brother. My sister has died 5 years ago when she was exactly 17 years old, please do not misunderstand,” said Fahmi who knew clearly that Dyah was jealous.

There was sadness mixed with happiness in the heart of Dyah. He felt sad because he used to think that Kikan was a special woman Fahmi and at the same time, he was happy because it turned out Kikan was Fahmi's younger brother.

“Sorry,” says Dyah.

“Nothing,” reply Fahmi.

“If you may know, Kikan why did he die?” asked Dyah without daring to look at Fahmi out of nervousness.

“Because of the cancer he had suffered for a long time,” replied Fahmi.

He fell silent and shed his tears.

“Have not cried, I'm fine. Kikan must have been happy in heaven,” said Fahmi by giving him a smile to Dyah.

“Ok, let's go to minimarket!” invite Dyah and reflex to hold Fahmi's hand.

Fahmi was surprised and he pecked when he felt the warm hands of his future wife.

“Sorry,” Dyah said and immediately let go of her hand. Dyah ran small with a red face.

The girl looks misbehaved and confused as to how, she is like hypnotized by the figure of Fahmi.

Dyah's curiosity was finally answered already, the woman named Kikan turned out to be Fahmi's younger brother who had died 5 years ago.

“Where are you going?” fahmi asked when she saw Dyah like a confused person standing in front of the gate, “Come on!” bring Fahmi.

Dyah gave a small nod and timidly climbed onto Fahmi's motorbike.

Then, they went to buy fresh fruit and made it into a fruit salad.

It turned out that from the window of the upper room, Asyila noticed the two and hoped that their relationship would become even closer. That is the hope of Asyila so that the two immediately build a healthy household relationship, mawadah and warahmah.

During the trip to the nearest minimarket, Dyah just kept hitting his own chest. For some reason, Dyah felt that something was different after knowing who Kikan really was.

Fahmi who was riding a motorcycle continued to smile widely, it seemed that Dyah was slowly starting to open her heart to him.

“Mas Fahmi!” call Dyah half yelling.

“Iya, what's up?” ask Fahmi.

“It's okay, just call it,” reply Dyah and chuckle.