Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 14: Habibah

Sweat drenched all over his body, his cloth-clad fist continuously punching the samsak before him. Ali from a distance quietly watched, the man was like he was venting his emotions, not tired from being busy himself, while he had twice rested.

”Ali, try to approach the coach," exclaimed Jordy and Ali was silent.

”He why the hell?" Ali wondered, then got up and ran a little closer to Wafi. However, Wafi stopped himself. The man sat down.

”Why?" tanya Ali and Wafi looked up at him.

”Aaan anyway?” ketus Wafi and Ali gawking. Ali was sitting next to Wafi who was adjusting her breath, the man's sweat was completely down and down, his clothes wet. From his chin sweat kept dripping.

”There's a problem?" tanya Ali and Wafi let out a breath into the air, then pressed down on her nape with both hands.

”Many, I only test my power only.” Wafi reasoned and Ali kept quiet. Wafi drank her water and her eyes looked so sweet. Wafi suddenly turned to Ali who was busy playing his hape.

”Ali I want to ask.”

”Ask aja.” Ali looked at it.

”If our girls follow, there is no response how is it?” tanya Wafi and Ali glared.

”Akang upset because of women?” ali asked with a laugh. Wafi hit Ali on the shoulder and he was upset.

”I'm just asking, are you more experience. Why could that be? not accepted my friend request either." His complaints were shrewd and a little embarrassed to have to talk to Ali. About something that doesn't really matter, but it's important to him.

”Ya males kali kang." Reply Ali origin and Wafi snorted in annoyance.

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At a restaurant, the Syifa family was eating together, the discussion suddenly led to talking about Wafi. Syifa looks not like it, but the discussion of bibah eyebrows has deviated everywhere. Especially about Wafi teaching and no one wants to come.

”Say Wafi likes Khalisah yes?” said Rukma, Ikhsan's wife. Chairil who heard suddenly fell silent. Chairil was invited because he was close to the Syifa family.

”Ah time anyway neng?" ikhsan was in disbelief and his wife nodded.

”Emang Khalisah want to? he's kind of." Tucked in the words of Rukma.

” Asstaghfirullah, we want to eat or ghibah this tea?” syifa's voice scolded her son-in-law. Everyone shut up.

”Who did you say neng?" Ikhsan asked in a whisper.

”Wafi says the same ustadz Jaidi said, like Khalisah.” Reply Rukma whispered Ikhsan glanced at Chairil who was seen immediately moping. The news of Wafi liking Khalisah was heard by the Raihanah family, yes? there was a sense of disbelief in Raihanah's mind. Either gossip or whatever it is, which obviously even makes pesantren.

At nightfall, Wafi was resting while staring at her phone screen. Hapenya new, not expensive, range under two million, Raihanah who chose it, he did not want his son mocked by people again, Wafi entitled to get the results of his labor. Wafi was watching an Instagram account of a girl who was in private, had been following the account for a week, the only one she followed but no response.

The tring! the sound of the notification rang out, Wafi was aghast and grabbed his hape. His eyes narrowed, his lips smiling broadly and his teeth were small and clean, and rolled.

Wafi changed his position by sitting cross-legged on the bed only fit for that one person. He started to find out the girl's account. His lips kept smiling.

”Oh this is the contents of his account,” exclaimed Wafi while nodding his head, the conclusion on his lips signifies how happy he can see the account of the girl. His curiosity is even more. Most of the girl's posts were about some motivational wise words, bad words about love and the lectures of famous preachers. Wafi was silent to see the top video is the video of his own ashes, his hands suddenly froze, no longer able to shift the screen hapenya. He pressed the video and saw how the voice and speech dialect of his abinya blend Sundanese and Indonesian, the contents of the lecture discussed the problem of soul mate. Wafi does not know if his father's photos and videos are still very much on social media, continue to be re-posted with an edit first. Wafi lowered her head and tried to master her emotions.

One by one he clicked, there was nothing special, the girl took more pictures with her friends, but there was one photo that made Wafi speechless, is that a portrait of his face that has been blocked by a veil? if so, how jealous it is. Although the photo is a photo of a ID card, deliberately blurred right, but still the men can still see it, let alone follower account girl thousands. So many, until Wafi was astonished.

Instagram Shaffi_13

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The next morning, Khalisah looked upset, many santriwati who teased him because news Gus Mu liked him. Shafiyah, the girl was sitting at the racetrack, sitting on grass and daydreaming. He touched his chest that felt tight, when he heard that Mu liked Khalisah. And everybody knows it.

”Why it hurts so much, what the hell are you Fiyah," Shafiyah said in her heart.” I should be seneng, may you marry Khalisah, Khalisah also will continue to talk he wants to marry as soon as possible, do not want to marry at the age of more than 24 years. I should have been grinning, asstaghfirullah hal adzim.” Shafiyah continued rubbing her chest. Both eyes glazed.

He looked down lethargic, is this the so-called jealousy? when the guy we like likes likes another girl, or does this feel wrong to him? Shafiyah in a circle of turmoil and fear, she was afraid because jealousy was not in place, who was your Gus? he was not attached to the man at all, Shafiyah again beristighfar, and tried to eliminate his feelings for Wafi who somehow and where he started.

”Cie Khalisah,” exclaim all santriwati when Khalisah comes.

"What the hell?" ketus Khalisah's.

”You're looking at your Gus?” said Ima while nudging Khalisah's arm, Khalisah inflamed and looked at him sharply.” You fit in well with Gus Mu."

”Iya Khalisah, do not forget the invitation yes,” seduce Dalah and Khalisah bowed so deeply.

”Loh, where are you going?" yelled Ima and Khalisah running away. Shafiyah silently watched the girl's departure. Upon arrival in the pesantren environment, Khalisah looked down because he passed Chairil. Both of them looked down and stopped stepping back at each other.

”What is it true that I heard this is khalisah?” chairil whiskey.

”What ustadz?" khalisah voice raspy.

”You're with Gus Mu?"

”For the sake of Allah I know nothing, I am also ashamed. Gus Mu seemed to be speaking carelessly, deliberately to humiliate me.” Said Khalisah and Chairil silent for a moment heard a hoarse voice followed by the sound of sobs the girl.” I don't like Gus Mu." Khalisah frankly. He liked the truth, which girl did not like Gus Mu's good looks, but the status of the man was too despicable. Khalisah is not able if to serve the feelings of Wafi. He was ashamed and humiliated.

Chairil is also handsome, although not as handsome as Wafi. But Chairil's name is clean, and it's better for Khalisah.

”I call you later, assalamu'alaikum." Firmly Chairil and Khalisah wiped his tears.

”Wa'alaikumus Salaam.” Answer the girl and step foot into the dormitory.