Abraham and Asyila 2

Very Missing

Asyila was already unable to hold back her enormous longing for her beloved husband. Every night he was imagined with the figure of Abraham Mahesa, until finally Ashila decided to go to Jakarta that morning to meet her husband and his beloved baby.

“Darling, have Daddy and Mommy's beloved been healed?” asyila asked as she touched both of her little son's shoulders.

Ashraf innocently nodded slowly at the sign that he was healed.

“In the near future we will go to Jakarta to see Father and Brother Arsyad,” said Asyila.

Hearing his mother's words, Ashraf immediately jumped up in excitement. He had long wanted to meet the Father at once with his beloved Brother.

“Don't jump around baby! Then wait, what else? Come here Mother bathe!”

Ashraf quickly refused, eagerly saying he would bathe himself. Asyila agreed and chose to put the clothes in the suitcase while Ashraf was still bathing.

However, before putting clothes in the suitcase, Ashila first asked Eko to come to Absyil Housing.

“Mother! Wear new clothes yes!” pinta Ashraf in the bathroom.

“Iya darling!” exciting Asyila.

Asyila quickly searched for clothes that looked good when worn by Ashraf. He does not want his baby to babble because his clothes do not look new.

A few minutes later.

“Already Mother,” said Ashraf who just finished bathing.

Asyila got up and quickly gave a towel to her baby who had just finished bathing.

“You Mommy wear clothes dear?” ask Asyila.

Ashraf quickly shook his head, “Ashraf used himself, Mommy.”

Funny half-bending and kissing the forehead of his baby.

“Smart child, yes already wear this,” said Asyila while handing over Ashraf's clothes.

“Thank you, Mother.”

“Sama-sama darling!” exciting Asyila.

Asyila had finished putting the clothes in the suitcase, not only her clothes and Ashraf's clothes were what Ashila had put in. However, Asyila's husband's clothes were included because Asyila knew that her husband's clothes were very little in the homes of her parents.

“Honey, Mother take a shower first huh. Ashraf stay in the room and do not go anywhere during Mother Shower!” assyila's orders.

“Good, Mother,” replied Ashraf obeying orders from his mother.

1 Hour later.

Eko has arrived and at the same time, Ashila and Ashraf have been in front of the house to immediately go to the capital of Jakarta.

“Good morning, Miss Asyila and little boss!” eko's greeting to Ashila and Ashraf.

“Good morning too Mr Eko, how are Mr Eko's children and wife at home?” ask Asyila.

Eko replies that his son and his wife are fine at home. Then, Eko asked back about the news of Ashila and Ashraf.

“Alhamdulillah we are now fine,” reply Asyila.

Eko smiled and lifted the jumbo-sized suitcase into the trunk of the car.

“Thank you, Mr. Eko,” said Asyila who did not forget to say thank you for everything that Eko did and did. It is also a form of gratitude to appreciate every work done by the beloved husband's personal driver.

Now Abraham's small family palace is temporarily empty. Because, all for some time will live in the residence of Abraham Mahesa in Jakarta.

“Mother, want to snack!” pinta Ashraf while putting on a sullen face.

Asyila smiled and she took out a snack in a bag that she had put some snacks during her trip to Jakarta.

“It's a pity, eat slowly ya!”

“Iya Mommy,” reply Ashraf and immediately enjoy his snack.

Asyila did not forget to give Eko a snack that he had previously opened to make it easier for Eko to enjoy it.

“Pak Eko, please eat!”

Eko nodded his head while thanking Asyila.

Her husband's handsome smile continued to be imagined in Asyila's mind, to the point that Asyila was ashamed of her making.

O Allah, I was really nervous when I wanted to meet Mas Abraham. O Allah, I beg you to heal Abraham immediately, that we may gather as yesterday.

Asyila's longing could not be defined, as if the two were having a meeting. Really, the love of both of them really makes people envious.

“Pak Eko, later stop by the place yesterday yes!” asyila pinta.

“Place souvenirs, Miss Asyila?” tanya Eko made sure.

“Iya, Mr. Eko,” Reply Asyila.

“Ok, ready!” exclaim Eko.

Asyila was half surprised when she turned to the side, it turns out that her baby who was still busy snacking is now even asleep with a sitting position and hands that are still holding her snacks.

Asyila shook her head with a sweet smile on her lips, she carefully picked up a snack in Ashraf's hand and placed Ashraf's head on her thigh.

“Great sleep dear,” said Asyila lirih while gently stroking Ashraf's hair.

The journey that*** took time to make Asyila too sleepy, she fell asleep while leaning her head against the car door.

Eko glanced through the car glass and smiled happily. Actually, he misses his Young Master very much. There is a deep sense of sadness when he learned that Mr. Mudanya had a consecutive accident and the accident had made headlines in print and electronic media throughout Indonesia.

“Mas Abraham!” asyila shouted and instantly Asyila woke up from her dream.

Eko reflex stops the speed of the vehicle and fortunately behind no other vehicles.

“Nona Asyila why?” ask Eko.

Asyila shook her head and said that she was fine. Then, Asyik turned his head towards his baby who fortunately was still sleeping.

Eko continues his journey to the souvenir place which is less than 30 minutes will arrive at the place.

Arriving at a special place to sell various souvenirs typical of west Java, Asyila was getting ready to go down and first shift the sleeping position of her baby.

However, Eko quickly offered to let himself enter the place.

Finally, Ashila agreed to mention whatever she wanted to buy.

“This is Pak Eko the money,” said Asyila while issuing red banknotes as much as 5 sheets to Eko.

Eko assented and rushed into a special place to sell souvenirs.

In the car, Ashila again imagined her husband's face. She did not feel her tears dripping, she wanted to hug and kiss her husband. Spilling longing that has been hidden long enough.

“Mas, wait for Asyila yes! In a moment we will meet and Ashila will always be on the side of Mas Abraham,” said Asyila with tears.

Ashraf suddenly woke up and slept when he felt a tear drop falling on his cheek.

“Mother don't cry,” said Ashraf and rushed up from his sleep. Then, embrace the body of the Mother.

Asyila was touched by the attention of her little son.

“Sorry yes dear, should not Mother disturb Ashraf sleep,” said Asyila while removing her tears on the left cheek of her baby.

Ashraf looked around and asked his mother why they had stopped. Asyila also replied that she had to buy souvenirs for families in Jakarta.

For a long time Ashila and Ashraf waited, until finally Eko came with a very full red jumbo.

“Many Yes Mr Eko?” ask Asyila.

“Actually not too crowded, Miss Asyila.. It's just that they bought it quite a lot,” replied Eko and handed the change to Asyila.

“Already, do not need to be returned,” said Asyila.

“Thank you, Miss Asyila.”

“Asyila also said thanks because Mr. Eko has been down buying souvenirs,” said Asyila.

Eko agreed and the journey resumed.

Abraham & Asyila