Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 31: Request permission
Wafi ruffled his hair, threw the cigarette he just lit and stepped on it. Wafi reached into his pocket, throwing away cigarettes and rough matches. Then he left the saung, he should be able to change if he wants to be with Shafiyah. The Shafiyah family is not an arbitrary family. Not only mentally, but he must have financially sufficient to their high standards.
Wafi could have given up, but his love for Shafiyah was already far away, he who was committed not to rush to get married because he just got out of prison, suddenly broke down because he saw Shafiyah, he said, even his face does not know more clearly. He could have chosen another girl, but he only wanted Shafiyah. There was no intention of being righteous in the family of the rich, he was sincerely in love, and he was eager to have absolute rights over Shafiyah.
”Yes Allah, suddenly rich without effort is impossible. But please God, I want Shafiyah. I want her, the girl who never looked down on me, I want Shafiyah O Allah. If only blessing got in the way, I could still face it. But the destiny of You whom I fear, is the girl really the soul mate of the servant? give the servant a hint, to continue or stop here. To fight or learn to flaunt.” Wafi muttered as he continued to step up.
Both of his eyes were red, watery and extremely pitiful. Both hands went into his jacket pocket, the twilight began to dim and would be replaced with a dark night. Like Wafi's life, it was pitch black, it made no difference day or night for him. However, the lover, the adoration of his heart gave off light. An increasingly bright light illuminated his life, giving his fragile soul a spirit, giving love for his near-extinct sense. It was Shafiyah, the lantern of her life, the adoration of her heart, who she desperately wanted to have, but God again did not give her the chance to grab it easily. It has to be with challenge and sacrifice.
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This morning, breakfast together as usual. There was something different about Wafi, he seemed silent, not speaking and his gaze was blank. Chewing her food was so lazy, and Raihanah noticed. Out of curiosity, and worry. Raihanah took his son's left hand. Wafi flinched, and stared at his umyad.
”Taste umi not good a?” said Raihanah and Wafi shook her head, her lips smiling thinly.
”Enak, very nice. I like.” Praise Wafi then add side dishes back, he can not make uminya sad and worried. But, his behavior now even makes Raihanah look sad.
”Aaaa... Aa!" afsheen screams, when her clothes are wet because of rough hands Wafi accidentally nudged a bowl of clear vegetables.
”Saf Niyyah.” Wafi panicked and got up, grabbed a tissue but Afsheen did not want.” Let me..."
”No!" snapped Afsheen cut Wafi's speech.
”It's still morning, don't scream,” reprimand Raihanah.
”Sorry, accidentally,” said Wafi and Afsheen delicated. Bayyin silently watched Wafi, who did not seem okay, was this because of what he said yesterday afternoon? about Aidan and Shafiyah? until her brother now looks upset, dazed and not excited.
”Eat again,” Raihanah's word. Afsheen and Wafi nodded then went back to enjoying breakfast, Afsheen would change her clothes first before leaving. Very wet and will not dry in a short time. The skirt was also a little wet.
After Wafi was done, she left the kitchen. Raihanah watched him, until his son's back was nowhere to be seen.
”Aa you guys why the hell, pouting continues,” said Raihanah and Afsheen silent.
”Aa may be tired again, umi don't have to worry.” Bayyin tried to cheer up and Raihanah just nodded.
Wafi quietly waited for Afsheen while playing his hape, no new posts from Shafiyah. To be honest, the girl was confused, she was silent with a burning love. Fear of sin, and fear of adultery. Does she have to be like Khadijah's mother? who expressed his feelings, until finally married His Majesty Prophet Muhammad. Or should it be like Zulaikha? who persuaded Allah SWT to bring Joseph to him. Or perhaps he should be like Fatimah Az-Zahra, who harbored his love for Ali ibn Abi Talib.
She's not a noble lady, she's just a 19-year-old end-time girl. Who is afraid of his sins. There is nothing wrong, if a woman expresses her feelings first, let alone a man who is good for his religion. But he didn't have that kind of courage, he knew very well. What kind of family, religion is set aside, berbelimang property is the main choice.
Wafi turned his head, and looked at Shafiya. The girl lowered her head and stepped quickly, dodging.
”Tuh right, he dodged so. I hurt you so Habibah.” Wafi muttered and then looked down.
Afsheen is out and her friend is waiting.” Aa, I leave together temen,” he said and Wafi turned his head. He sees a girl on a motorcycle, his coworker Afsheen.
”Ya already,” said Wafi and Afsheen grabbed the slippers and wore them.
”Assalamu'alaikum,” says Afsheen.
”Wa'alaikumus Salaam,” replied Wafi and Afsheen left.
Wafi got up and grabbed her bag, she said goodbye and Raihanah said. The man was riding a motorcycle at medium speed, by the road, the bus that Shafiyah was riding had not yet gone. Wafi watched Shafiyah sitting by the glass of the bus, the girl looked dreamy and just carried a heavy burden.
The bus finally drove, Wafi reduced the speed and followed. Shafiyah finally turned her head, until her gaze with the gaze of the man clashed. Shafiyah flinched and Wafi made a call to her.
”Ngapain anyway, take the motor while playing hape,” said Shafiyah whispered and Wafi slipped her hape in the helmet she was wearing. Shafiyah raised the call and Wafi continued driving.
”I want to say, get off for a minute!" wafi's voice was loud.
”Nggak.” Reject Shafiyah and stare at Wafi once in a while.
”This is important, concerning my life, death and future security. Get off Habibah,” said Wafi and glance at a glance. He was careful for fear of losing his balance.
”Iya down first, really nice si.” Wafi was upset and finally Shafiyah got up, she called out 'left-left' until finally the bus stopped. Shafiyah paid for her ride, then she got off. Wafi stopped the motor and Shafiyah did not come close. Wafi who finally approached, the man remained seated on his motorbike.
Shafiyah was silent, both of them were both nervous and afraid that anyone would see. Shafiyah was powerless, raised her head and looked at the handsome man, whose face was full of sweat from chasing after her.
”I want to say,” said Wafi.
”What do you say? I'm afraid someone is watching. If in this pesantren between santriwati and Gus, if outside the pesantren different again. I am afraid of slander,” said Shafiyah and Wafi nodded, understanding his words.
”Only 10 minutes Bibah, okay?”
Shafiyah finally nodded, Wafi pointed at a park that was so crowded, Shafiyah entered first and not long Wafi entered. The two faced far enough away, obstructed by a rusty long iron chair, as a distance guard.
”Petan,” Ketus Shafiyah. He watched all the children who were playing, with the baby sitter and some who were with his parents.
”You accepted ta'aruf Aidan's invitation?” tanya Wafi and Shafiyah shook their heads. Wafi let out a sigh of relief, she lowered her head and smiled widely, then rubbed the black and thick hair back.” Why not accept?" now he needs a reason, and he hopes the reason is him. Very clever, isn't it?😎.
”I can't tell you, I'm busy." Shafiyah turned around and Wafi panicked.
”Come to marry!” wafi exclaimed loudly, and Shafiyah was shocked. The girl turned her head and hoped that no one would hear, the noisy sounds of vehicles and the sounds of children, making Wafi's exclamations disguised.
”Do not joke,” ketus Shafiyah.
”I'm serious, I want to marry you Shafiyah,” Wafi voice raspy and Shafiyah lowered her head.
”You don't know who I am.” Shafiyah sewot and stepped away, Wafi ran then blocked her path.” Watch out, I can shout,” he said threateningly.
”Come yell, if I get battered. Are you sure you're not crying?” said Wafi with a knotty smile, Shafiyah looked agitated and kept her head down.
”Mending Gus lupain everything, my family, not easy to accept. I'm sorry to say this, Gus was in prison. It's hard, it's hard. I do not want Gus why-why because I, my parents, my brothers, will not accept easily. Please, we don't know each other from now on,” said Shafiyah hoarsely, unexpectedly. Her tears just glazed over, Wafi clenched her hands firmly.
”Can you really? away me?” firmly Wafi and Shafiyah silent.” I want an answer from you first, you want to not be with me?” tanyanya lirih and Shafiyah was still silent.
”I am an ex-convict, poor, unclear his future, odd jobs. You want a no? if you want, I will fight. Please answer honestly, would you not be the same as me? I have nothing, I have only myself that I can love you. I'm hard, but I won't push you hard like me. Just once you say 'want' or 'yes'. I fight for you Habibah,” said Wafi so sincerely, there is no doubt in his words and look in his eyes.
Shafiyah was silent, and wiped away her tears that kept dripping.
”I love you, I just want you. Allow me to come to the house of someone who knows you, apply and marry you. You're the only girl, they love so much. I'm not good at foul talk about love, let alone gombalin you. I want to fight Shafiyah, so we can be together. I'm serious, I'm not young anymore, we are different times, different ages. But attraction is not affected by it all, I want to marry you.
It's too soon, I don't know why it's like this either. Why can I be interested, find out about you, what you like, what you don't like. I find out everything. I've never been like this before, my teenage years, my youth, I've been in prison. At the age of 19 I felt the cold of prison, locked up for years, limited life, kept me free and met you. I don't know why I could be interested in a kid, you're too young for me. The difference of 9 years is nothing, out there are only a dozen different years there Habibah. Do you want to marry me? who is this old?” said Wafi with a hoarse voice. His hands were sweating coldly at this moment.
Shafiyah suddenly chuckled and Wafi also chuckled amusedly because of her own words." No, Gus is not old, not old. Still young,” said Shafiyah and Wafi smiled.
”Ganteng no?" instead asked in praise and Shafiyah glared at hearing it. Wafi gave a crisp laugh and Shafiyah clenched her hands, not in sight, not in sight. That's how he muttered, as the man's antics grew as he smiled and laughed.” So want?”
”Not easy Gus,” voice Shafiyah hoarse.
”Life in the dark alone I can, let alone to fight for the light that makes the darkness disappear,” said Wafi and Shafiyah frowning in wonder.” We have not known for a long time, but this is quite enough and I do not want to hold the feeling for too long, I am afraid. I'm afraid I'm not strong, I'm afraid I'm wrong to look at you who are not my mahram. If you want, let's get married. That's also if you have the same taste as me. What I'm on permit, make it to your house. Tell your parents, I want to preach, as soon as.”
Shafiyah was silent, took a deep breath and then exhaled. He finally nodded and hoped Wafi could tear down his family, and as it turned out, his feelings were reciprocated. Shafiyah is very happy, and everything will start from now on.
”Bring everything, Gus knows what kind of CV ta'aruf is?”
”I know, CV job to apply for job. CV that I bring later, to apply for you.” Wafi smiled widely and Shafiyah also smiled.
”Hopefully can,” said Shafiyah can.
”Do'ain yes," pinta Wafi and Shafiyah nodded.
After the conversation was over, the two separated. Wafi quietly waited, until the girl climbed into the public transport. Then he left after that, to get to work. And will find a good day to come to Shafiyah's house.