Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 3: Warm embrace

Afsheen came out of the room and watched the three.

Wafi continued to hug her uminya waist tightly, Raihanah stroked her son's thick hair while continuing to cry.

”Wake a, wake up darling.”

”Hiks." Wafi continued to cry and his legs felt paralyzed in front of his uminya, finally he could hug his uminya tightly and as much, a child who was blocked by iron bars, visited with a predetermined time, he said, alone in prison with torturous longing. His body was tall, sturdy and stout. But he is very weak and fragile.

"I'm sorry umi" Wafi said constantly. Always that's what Raihanah heard the three visiting her son.” Sorry,” said back with a more hysterical cry.

”Wake up a, why don't you say the same umi? Aa home alone?” lirih Raihanah, she pulled her son's shoulder to get up and Wafi remained seated, Raihanah had long not come to see her son, and now knew her son was coming.” It's not weird, is it?” Raihanah was worried, she was afraid that her son would run away and Wafi shook her head.

”Yes have woken up come on, Masya Allah son umi has come home.” Raihanah continued to cry, Wafi finally got up and Raihanah hugged her tightly, she kissed her son's entire face without a crack. Wafi returned his umi hug tightly and the two cried together, Bayyinah pulled Afsheen's hand, and as the two were close, Wafi hugged her two younger siblings warmly. The four of them had already regrouped together, after a long time apart.

The next morning, all the relatives came, Fahira who was far away immediately went to Bandung to see his beloved nephew. Right now, Raihanah is taking her husband's clothes, which are still well stored, she always washed even if never worn. Always fragrant, and clean. Wafi was silent, she only wore a towel wrapped around her sturdy waist, she did not have any good clothes as she only had two pieces of prisoner clothes, and the t-shirts and pants she wore last night, she said, it's worn and worn out. Koko's clothes and the scabbard she gave to her friend were imprisoned as mementos.

”Wear this, later umi buy a new one. This is for a while." Raihanah thrust her husband's clothes to her son, Wafi nodded and grabbed his father's kiss first, she smiled, she used to play her father's peci as a child." Umi waited outside," said Raihanah and Wafi nodded. Raihanah came out of the room and waited until Wafi was finished.

Raihanah silently listened to the voice of everyone on the first floor talking about her son, she turned her head, staring at the wedding picture frame with the increasingly worn-out Fashan gus. Her lips were smiling sweetly, Raihanah's beautiful face was now getting thinner and her cheeks were so sunken, life was not easy for her, making a living for her two daughters, and not to mention thinking about her imprisoned son. His body was further eroded because of the weight and difficulty of life, he never raised his hand to anyone, except to Allah SWT under the most difficult circumstances. Raihanah often remembers her husband's message, giving better than asking, she is still able to give a little of her sustenance to others whose lives are much more difficult than hers.

The sound of the door opening made Raihanah turn her head, she silently looked at the portrait of her son who was so neat, and handsome not shabby like last night.

”Masya Allah, son umi sama abi. Here." Raihanah spread out her hands, she hugged the body of her son tightly and Wafi smiled. After feeling enough, Raihanah let go of her embrace, Wafi rubbed her tears gently.

”I've come home, why is umi still crying like this?"

”Umi is afraid this is all a dream," said Raihanah rasak. Wafi smiled and shook his head, he grabbed his um-wrinkled hand and then he stuck it on his cheek.

"It's me, Wafi. Umi's son." Wafi smiled broadly, Raihanah pulled the shoulder of her son and Wafi leaned her body, letting her umi lips land on her forehead.

”Alhamdulillah." Raihanah was unceasingly grateful, she pulled her son's arm, and was so eager to show everyone that his son had returned.

Sabila smiled as she looked at Wafi, Wafi and uminya coming down the stairs slowly. Faiza and Fahira cried, as they both felt the shadow of Gus Fashan in the aura of their nephew's body. The new Fara and Nafis came straight in, Fara wiped her tears. He looked at his nephew carefully.

Wafi's gaze turned to Afsheen who came straight out, showing how she disliked Gus Mu's return. Own brother. Afsheen chose to go to work, without saying goodbye to anyone.

All the santriwati gathered on the balcony, not to mention in front of the dormitory, paying attention to where their Gus had returned, and it seemed that it would not be easy to see him.

”What's Gus Mu like, does anyone know?" Shafiyah asked so curiously.

”Flattering, tall, charismatic like the deceased's ashes." Sahut ustadzah Zaenab, wife of Ilham (remember you?).

Shafiyah lowered her head and felt embarrassed because of her own question.

”Khalisah should know, he's the most curious what Gus Mu looks like." Salwa murmured and wished her cousin calisthenism to return to the pesantren soon.

Zaenab continued to smile, her eyes watering, Fashan's gus figure so unable to escape her shadow, she loved her husband very much, but she also once loved the figure of her brother Gus Mu. She was happy, Raihanah was reunited with her son.

Back at Bu nyai's house, Wafi shook hands with the men, secretly Salsabila noticed him. Wafi sits between ikhsan and Ahmad. Ahmad embraced, hitting Wafi's strong shoulder. Why can his shoulders now higher Wafi, Ahmad continues to grumble and Wafi just smiled.

”Masya Allah Wafi, why are you so handsome." Praise Sabilla in her heart.

He who got a glimpse of Wafi feeling groggy and finally to the kitchen, Raihanah was so busy cooking assisted others, Bayyinah stepped towards the room and Wafi who saw her sister had trouble getting up immediately, open the door that was stuck.

”Let me fix it, what do you want?" Tanya Wafi and Bayyinah pulled him into the room. He hugged his brother's body tightly. Wafi smiled and returned his embrace.

”Aa already home hiks, do not stay in Bayyin ya a. Don't stay away from Bayyin anymore." Bayyin's voice raspy and Wafi nodded.

"I'm here, same Umi, you're the same Afsheen. We're together again now, I promise. I'll find work, and try to find the best treatment for your feet." Wafi lowered his head, watching his sister's feet and Bayyin shook his head.

"Bayyin has resigned, has accepted any Bayyin condition now. Aa think about it, life aa, the future what is delayed. Don't think Bayyin is."

”How can that be." The Wafi and Bayyin protests shook their heads, not to be denied.