Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 12: Not to go

This morning, Wafi was jogging alone, both ears covered with earphones. He continued to step up and stopped on the sidewalk of the road. He was right on the bridge, staring at the dried up river, the dry season was beginning to greet, the hot daylight was overwhelming, and in the morning the cold was excruciating. Wafi clenched her shoulders gently, then ran off on the spot and after she finished, she turned around to return home.

Arriving across the Al Bidayah pesantren, Wafi stood, waiting for an opportunity to cross. On the same side, Shafiyah was also waiting, the girl was afraid of crossing, she had trauma and just now was across the street by the fathers, Shafiyah had to cross with someone. He waited 10 minutes to cross. He was already uncomfortable, the plastic bag he was packing contained a sanitary pad. Shafiyah was unconscious, a red stain penetrating and visible on the ash-colored robe.

Shafiyah frowned, when she saw the shadow of a man standing, that tall and large body made her protected from the rising sun. Shafiyah looked up and saw Wafi next to her. He moved further. Wafi stepped first, and Shafiyah followed in her footsteps. Wafi stretched out his arms, waving for the rider to slow down the speed. Shafiyah continued to step up, the sweat soaked her face, the tension she felt made her heart beat faster, she almost stumbled and finally her feet rested on the pavement. Wafi frowned in surprise at the sight of the girl.

”Why?" Tanya Wafi and Shafiyah shook her head, the girl stepped away and the Wafi's eyes seemed round, she looked up at the sky, stepping over and opening her jacket. Shafiyah flinched when she heard the man's footsteps chasing after her.

Puk! Wafi dropped his jacket over the girl's head.

"Boor Habibah." The whispers of Wafi and Shafiyah were aghast then covered to the side. She covered her leaked hindquarters, while Wafi stepped away leaving Shafiyah, so that the girl would not feel ashamed.

Shafiyah's face flushed red, she was very embarrassed. Did your Gus see it? See his ass? that guy was perverted. Giving help is not always welcome. Shafiyah misunderstood.

”Then, Astaghfirullah thing adzim," said Shafiyah and tied the two sleeves of the jacket to her waist, she took a quick step towards the dormitory. Shame, but her lips smiled thinly, for the first time she was happy with a man's attention to her, while the other man who tried to attract her attention, made her even ilfil.

While Wafi, he peeked out from inside the house, then breathed a sigh of relief." He may not be aware" whispered Wafi.

”Ekhem, aa look who?" Bayyin and Wafi asked in surprise.

”Dek, you made a surprise si.” Wafi rubbed his chest continuously. Bayyinah chuckled and Wafi gave a whimper. Both of them sat down and Wafi spread his gaze.

”Umi where?" Ask Wafi.

”Again to the same garden Afsheen,” replied Bayyin gently.

”Niyyah does not work neng?" Ask Wafi while smelling the scent of an onion-smelling Bayyin veil.

”Cuti said, tired again."

Wafi nodded his head." Shower there, you smell. This veil should not be used again, it's ugly this way, the color has faded, where the color is another color. I'll buy you a new one.” Decide Wafi while holding the end of the hood is faded black, which is smeared red color.

”No want, Bayyin likes this veil a.” Reject Bayyin, then pull the veil. Wafi let out a long sigh, he was worried, his age this year was 28. Obviously Bayyin is also very mature, what is the condition of his sister's legs to be considered by the men who will propose? If so, he was grateful that the two perpetrators died. The veins on his neck were raised, his gaze was so sharp, his jaw suddenly hardened. Seeing all the brother's unfriendly face, Bayyin was afraid, and rubbed his brother's shoulder.

He looked at his sister sayu." Asstaghfirullah is not good, not that. I'm okay, if you want to use it is okay, but still I buy a new one later.” Wafi smiled and Bayyin smiled faintly.

”Abi, I promise, I'll take care of all three. I'm strong, abi must be proud, right? This once troublesome child is now trying to keep and make everyone happy. Whether I can or not, I will keep trying. Abi Fashan is still loyal. And I want to have a companion like umi, umi who is loved and loved so amazing.” Wafi muttered and lowered his head. Bayyin silently watched, I don't know what his brother was thinking, but he felt he was looking at his ashes, his ashes like that when he looked down and sat down.

”Bring this,” Raihanah's voice is heard. Wafi raised his head, and saw the arrival of Umi and her sister. Raihanah smiled faintly at the sight of her two children sitting together." Wafi, when are you going, son?" Raihanah and Wafi asked.

Wafi should be back in the afternoon, but he feels back, he wants to be with his family.

”Later umi night." Replied Wafi and Raihana nodded.

”Replace your mamang later, fitting the teaching of the book of yellow.” Raihanah and Wafi's orders swallowed their hard-earned salivaries. He's afraid there's a problem.

”Umi, no Chairil. He did," Wafi proposed and Raihanah's gaze changed, looking annoyed and Wafi looking down weakly.

”Slow but sure, start everything slowly son. Everyone who talks about you will be quiet if you are tired, it does not mean you have to keep avoiding. The world was faced, not avoided Wafi Muzammil. You understand?” resolutely Raihanah and Wafi nodded his head.

”Asik aa who fidgets," said Bayyinah like a child and hugged Wafi tightly, Afsheen snorted and went to the kitchen carrying a basket of vegetables and others.

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In the afternoon, Wafi was ready to come to teach in the hall. He stared at his own reflection in the mirror, would anyone accept it? He's not sure. After gathering courage, Wafi finally left and Raihanah smiled looking at him. The news that Wafi will replace Yemen spread quickly, now Wafi has entered the hall. He looked down and sighed, seeing that no one was coming. Before the teachers come, everyone must gather.

”Yes Allah,” Wafi gave a rough sigh. It felt like he wanted to complain, he was tired, he was so hard to accept by anyone, when it was all over, he was tired and wanted to scream so badly. He remained silently waiting, one or two male students came, it was also seen forced after being pushed by Ikshan. Ikhsan sat down and threw a smile at each other with Wafi. In the middle of a two-meter-high cloth became a barrier between male and female students. Bayyin came alone and looked sad because Afsheen did not want to come. Bayyin sat down and there was only him alone.

”Yes Allah, I can't bear to see a Wafi like this." Mumbled Bayyin, he looked at the face of Wafi who was already panicking and blushing, the man continued to palpitate trying to neutralize his nervousness and sadness, the two striking eyes of Bayyinah looked watery, watery, her eyes are beautiful because she has hazel eyes like Uminya, Bayyinah wears a veil like Raihanah. She had always covered that amazingly beautiful face and no one knew what she looked like who was now growing up. The longer, the less powerful Wafi was, the more he wanted to escape from his seat, move away and isolate himself. Wafi bent his face deeply, Ikhsan was silent and his eyes were teary, how unreliable he was to see Wafi being treated like this.

”Assalamu'alaikum.” A girl called Shafiyah. He stepped in while looking down, Wafi turned his head towards him at a glance. There was a sense of relief that made Wafi feel free from the shackles of his sadness when Shafiyah came, and Bayyin was there to accompany.

”Wa'alaikumus Salaam." Answer everyone.

”Fiyah," said Bayyinah was happy and Shafiyah smiled behind her veil, she approached Bayyinah and sat down, before long Khalisah entered with two other santriwati. Wafi breathed a long sigh of relief, the chosen ones who remained willing to face him were extraordinary people.