Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 32: Giving up?

Today was Sunday, the time that Gus Mu had chosen to come to the Shafiyah family home. White shirt, black sarong fabric, not forgetting the pecans. Wafi was so dashing and handsome at the moment, he did not want to disappoint. He prepared well, and whatever the outcome. He hoped it was an agreement, not a rejection.

In the dormitory, Shafiyah was agitated, pacing, sitting. And that's what he did, he was afraid something might happen. The feeling is not good, if something happens to the man how? he hoped that nothing bad happened to Wafi.

CV ta'aruf is ready, complete self data Muhammad Wafi Muzammil Ali Majdi. Before him, there were already many men who had come including Aidan, to Shafiyah's house, CV ta'aruf of 10 men had not been in the Shafiyah family lyrics well. Because no one convinced them to examine it carefully. After meeting in the Garden at that time, Shafiyah and Wafi never communicated. When they met, they both pretended to be ignorant.

When ready, Wafi came out. Raihanah sprayed the perfume on her son's shirt, then tidied the buttons of her son's shirt. Which parents are not happy, when they hear that their children want to get married, Shafiyah is good. Raihanah is very supportive, and hopes her family will also understand her son's situation.

”Be careful,” said Raihanah with a smile.

”Do'ain ya mi," wirih Wafi and uminya nodded, caressing her cheek.

”Iya son, stay calm if there is anything. Inget umi, your family. Resist emotions, children umi sholeh,” said Raihanah. Wafi lowered his head, until he could finally kiss her forehead. Wafi smiled and Raihanah returned her smile.

Wafi out of the house, delivered Raihanah. Along with Shafiyah who was about to go to the stall, Shafiyah turned her head and noticed Wafi who was smiling sweetly at her.

Wafi raised his thumb with a parched look on his face, asking for praise from the girl for her appearance. Shafiyah instead pointed her thumb down, as an expression, the man looked ugly at the moment. Wafi's face looked sour looking at him and Shafiyah chuckled.

Shafiyah stood on the sidewalk to cross, Wafi put on her motorbike and Raihanah went inside the house. Shafiyah looked confused and waited for someone to cross over as well. But Wafi got off his bike, while helping Shafiyah cross over, at least he could talk to the girl for a bit. Shafiyah turned her head as Wafi stood next to her, she was silent and afraid that anyone would see.

”I'm nervous Bibah,” whispered Wafi without seeing the girl.

”Be careful, don't let you mispronounce. If there's anything, and my family is playing rough. Tell them, I love Gus Mu, I want to be hosted and Gus Mu came to ask for approval from my family. Gus got it, right? I don't want Gus to say anything, say my name if there's something," said Shafiyah, looking down, pretending not to care about the man and Wafi listening well.

”What should be like that?"

”My family is hard Gus, if Gus tells you the truth. That we have received each other, and only the blessing of the family, they will not be anything," said Shafiyah firmly and Wafi nodded. Wafi stepped up and Shafiyah also stepped up, the man's hand raised into the air for all the riders of the vehicle, slowing down the pace of their vehicle. Shafiyah crossed quietly, Wafi's body protecting her.

Arriving at the other side, Shafiyah went to the stall. Wafi waited, to help the girl cross back.

”Waituin who Gus there?” Diva wonders, she just got home from school at the moment.

After Shafiyah bought her needs, Wafi glanced right-left, she stepped up and Shafiyah to her left. The two crossed together, Shafiyah almost fell down. Out of nervousness and fear, Wafi pulled the tip of the girl's powerful cardigan and Shafiyah flinched.

”Sorry." Wafi raised his hand into the air, touching the girl's shirt alone gave her goosebumps. Shafiyah nodded and finally the two reached across.” Crazy, goosebumps,” muttered Wafi and rubbed his shuddering nape amusedly.

”I'm in." Shafiyah panted and Wafi nodded." Careful," his voice was heavy and Wafi nodded again.

”Do not worry, I go yes. Assalamu'alaikum.”

”Wa'alaikumus Salaam," replied Shafiyah and Wafi stepped away near his motorbike.

”Dih, what the fuck?" ketus Divas.

Shafiyah waited until the man left, Wafi saw Shafiyah at a glance from the rearview mirror of the motorbike. Shafiyah smiled and hoped that nothing bad happened.

”Shafiya!" call Diva and Shafiyah turn her head. Diva stepped over with a look of annoyed face.” What were you doing?”

”You are much younger than me, you are still in 3rd grade. A little polite can? do not let other junior Santriwati follow you. You cannot be arbitrary in pesantren,” said Shafiyah gently and Diva gave a sharp glance.

”I don't want to talk and don't ask to, I just want to know. What were you guys doing? not mahram know.”

”In sha Allah, will soon be a mahram,” Shafiyah muttered and was eager to shout this in front of Diva. The girl was indeed blatant, showing her interest in Gus Mu.

”I don't have time, I'm busy. Excuse me." Shafiyah waltzed away and the inflamed Diva saw him.

”Shafiya!" shouted Diva but Shafiyah did not care about it.

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After a long journey, stuck in traffic, and tired. Finally Gus Mu arrived at the Shafiyah family home, the girl's mother's father was there. Herman, who was enjoying a cup of coffee on the porch of the house with Burhan, was confused, seeing a young man standing in front of the fence. What muting? mana may be as valiant as that, handsome and neat.

”Wafi,” exclaims Burhan who instantly recognizes Wafi. He missed the young man, who often listened to his rants tirelessly and without complaining. Wafi smiled and watched Herman who was silent in his place.

”Assalamu'alaikum,” says Wafi.

”Wa'alaikumus Salaam, it feels like we haven't seen for a long time.” Burhan smiled and patted Wafi on the shoulder.

Herman shut up, is that Wafi coach sanggar? what did Burhan tell her? he had only seen her for the first time, indeed handsome. But he heard, that young man was an ex-convict. Some know and become the subject of gossip, Wafi's identity was revealed along with him who quit his job. If he's still in the hangar, maybe they'll kick him out.

”Begini kek, I would like to submit a CV application, for Shafiyah,” said Wafi and Burhan look somber. He was happy, but his son and daughter-in-law could accept Wafi? he was afraid, the young man was hurt.

Herman who heard Wafi say his daughter's name immediately rose, he stepped closer and Wafi expressed his intention. With a frown, a mocking face was clearly visible on Herman's face. When hearing an inmate want to file. It's okay, he'll give it a chance, then take Wafi in.

”There are guests,” says Herman. A woman came out of a room, seen wearing an apron because she was cooking. The black veil covers the old woman's head, but it still looks beautiful and fashionable. Herman is also old, his first child is 34 years old. But the wrinkled face still leaves good looks in his youth. His body is thick and short. Sara was speechless looking at Wafi, Wafi lowered her head and felt her palms sweat cold at this moment.

”Who is it?" sara asked and she sat down next to Herman. Burhan was silent and seemed agitated. Wafi raised her head, Sara finally recognized the face.

”He wants to submit a CV ta'aruf for our child,” said Herman and Sara frowned in amazement. He looked again at the man, afraid of the wrong people.

”You're Wafi right?" ask Sara.

”Iya Bu,” Reply Wafi.

”You're the ex-con? who worked in the sanggar, I remember. Got what you came to propose to my son, you don't know yourself or what exactly? you should realize, the ex-con you just looked at it makes everyone doubt. How can any parent give up their daughter with you? this is a delay, this is even the effect of insulting my son.” Sara was instantly emotional, her voice instantly high and Burhan panicked.

”Sara,” says Burhan hoarse.

”Please, first look. Accepted ma'am," said Wafi. He gave her a brown envelope with her data. Herman who received, Sara kept quiet and stared at Wafi sharply. Herman who checked while chuckling amusedly, there could be a young man so confident like that.

Wafi's hands clenched tightly, the veins on her arms and neck embossed, she was sad, ashamed and afraid at this moment. Sara insulted him without hesitation, Herman was silent, but the look on his face and laughter was so demeaning to Wafi. While Burhan, he was confused and just silently watched. He had no rights whatsoever about Shafiyah, his more entitled parents.

”This year 28 years yes?" said Herman and Wafi nodded.” Bachelor of civil engineering, first child, daily odd jobs, no work experience, former Martial athlete......" Herman read everything and Wafi was silent, he kept bending his face deeply.

”Civil engineering is quite difficult to enter that department, enough to guarantee, but you work odd jobs. Because your education is useless to ex-convicts, murderers!" sara exclaimed loudly, grabbed the paper her husband was reading, then threw it into Wafi's face. Wafi was silent, staring at the paper falling to his feet.

”Can be discussed carefully, do not be like this. Shafi also seems to like Wafi, too,

Wafi's son is a kyai, descendant of Majdi. The famous Majdi, just look at his name, the name of his parents and his other family. You have to be polite,” Burhan said so that his son-in-law stopped. Herman was surprised and grabbed the paper again, as he looked at the full address of Wafi. It turned out that the man lived at the same address as the Al Bidayah boarding school, where Shafiyah had been studying all this time.

”You..." Show Herman and his face pale now.” You're Gus Fashan's son hah?” herman and Wafi shouted.

Sara is getting angry to hear it, the man means often meet with his daughter.

”You see my son often?" sara asked.

”Yes, I'm here with permission from Shafiyah. I'm the same Shafiyah likes each other Mom, we've accepted each other's shortcomings, and are ready to get married. Please give me a chance,” Wafi said and ended up being honest, as Shafiyah said.

"My son has no flaws, he's beautiful, well smart. You lack so much, you don't deserve my child. Go!!!!!” Sara shouted, pointing at the door that was wide open. Wafi was silent and Burhan could only duck.

”Sabar," said Herman and Sara did not want to be touched at all..It takes a struggle to get a daughter, after birth must be well guarded and tight, Shafiyah is very valuable for her family. But why did the girl instead give up her feelings for the man who for Sara was only a lowly man. This cannot happen, he will not stay silent, and will soon bring his son home.

”Please Ma'am, I love my daughter mother.” Wafi got up and pleaded, she would do anything to get her lover. Sara, who had been clad in emotion, immediately approached, gripped and pulled Wafi's clothes. Burhan and Herman panicked, both chasing. Sara pulled Wafi out. He took off his rough grip until Wafi's shirt was so tangled.

”Please Bu," said Wafi hoarse.” I don't have anything, but I love my mom. I won't waste Shafiyah, I must be happyin' mother's son." Wafi continued to beg.

Sara approached and almost fell down when she slipped, aunt was mopping the floor, aunt was silent down and did not have the heart to see Wafi Shafiyah was treated as low as that.

"Please Mom, I can prove my words,” said Wafi. Sara stepped up, grabbing the used bucket. It is cloudy and dirty.

Byur!! water hit Wafi's body, Wafi closed his eyes. From her hair to her feet soaking wet, both of Wafi's eyes were red. Between crying and holding back his emotions. Does it have to be doused with dirty water like that? can't you speak well to him? Wafi was silent, the shadow of the girl he loved appeared in his mind. Burhan was inflamed by the behavior of his son.

”Sara! Your outrageousness!" burhan.

”Go, I call complex security if you don't go too. And never approach my son again!!” Sara was clamoring, as if not content to humiliate the man who had already dared to approach her daughter. He grabbed the floor presser, then beat up Wafi. Silent Wafi did not resist at all, Herman held his wife who was suddenly out of control. From a long time ago, all Shafiyah families did not like if there were men who approached Shafiyah. Especially brave like Wafi at this time.

A white car came, Qais with his family. Qais panicked and pulled Wafi to the back of her body, in order to avoid Sara's blow.

”Mother, what is this? why like this? don't beat people recklessly, you'll get in trouble!" shout Qais. Wafi's forehead and temples are bleeding, because of the hard blow of the pressing handle, the pressing handle even cracked because it was so tight Sara's power. Wafi felt his head throbbing in pain, pain and agony. But his heartache, the wound in his heart was much more intense tormenting him.

”Go you!" scream Sara.

Qais pulled Wafi and her two children were already crying hysterically, seeing the incident. Frightened and confused, that's how her two children felt.

”Please go, I'm sorry. I don't know what the problem is, it's my business card. Call me anytime" Qais and Wafi said.

Wafi was finally brought out, Qais closed the gate and approached his parents.

"Mom why the hell?" Qais.

”Phone Dawn, ask him to pick up Shafiyah. Get Shasha!" scream Sara back.” I don't want my son with a guy like that, I don't want to. Call Dawn now, she's much more reliable than my other kids" Sara said. Qais looked down and did not like his mother's words.

Inside the house, Burhan takes CV ta'aruf Wafi. Then going to hide it, she knew her grandson liked Wafi, and Shafiyah would be sad if she knew the current events.

Wafi was still frozen in front of the fence, her tears were shimmering, hearing the humiliation and rejection of the Shafiyah family. And now how? he left with the prayers and hopes of his family, the happiness on his umi face remembered vividly. Then now he must go home filthy, wounded and despicable? he can bear everything himself, but if his family knows, especially his own. Will it be okay? it will not be good, when parents especially a mother know if her child is insulted and hurt.