Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 33: Farewell makes wounds

Wafi continued riding his motorcycle, heading home. She was the center of attention, not raining but her clothes were all wet. She blocked her disheveled and pitiful face with that dark-colored helmet glass. While going through the alley where Ismail lived, Wafi turned. He'll stop by for a second, just to borrow some clothes. He did not want to go home with such dirty clothes, but generally prepared so sincerely. The white shirt was even bought by Raihanah, to support the appearance of her son. If the woman knew it was all for nothing, and only got hurt. Somehow he felt.

Ishmael, who was sweeping the page, fell silent, seeing the sudden arrival of his best friend.

”Bro!" he shouted while raising his right hand into the air. Ismail smiled widely, but as Wafi came down and opened his helmet, his smile faded.” Wafi why are you?" ask Ishmael as he approaches.

”Shirt pins,"

"Ngaco," said Ismail while chuckling.” Where to load.”

”Yes have pinjem jacket deh,” said Wafi then he sat down and Ismail came in, to take drinking water and a jacket requested by his best friend. Wafi silently pondered, then lowered his head, he rubbed his dirty clothes.

Ismail returned, carrying two bottles of cold drinks, a cake and a jacket. Wafi grabbed a bottle, opened it, then drank it rough. Ishmael silently watched, he was sure. Something's going on.

”Why?" ask Ishmael and sit down and Wafi is silent. Grasping the bottle of strong drink, until the remaining half of the water was spilled everywhere. The caci maki that Sara spoke, ringing in her mind, was haunting and she could not forget it at any moment.

”I went to Shafiyah's house earlier," said Wafi and Ismail shifted closer.

"Continue?”

”I permission used to be with Shafiyah, continue to be approved. Bring Cv ta'aruf, but the reception I was hoping for was wishful thinking. They are repulsive, in a way that makes them very sick. I'm lazy to go home, umi must be nanya, umi tuh had expected a lot. It can not be overshadowed, if Umi see his son like this," said Wafi explained. Ismail pulled Wafi's cheek, and Wafi brushed it aside.” Amused anjir, don't hold it, "tackle his emotions.

”Your face is like this because of the Shafiyah family? where's the address, I connect the others, we demo, we broke the house all together. Very brave of them," said Ismail then stood up and ruffled his waist with his left hand, he reached into his pocket, to contact the others.

Wafi shouts Ismail's head and snatches the hape.” Sinting, there we all go back to jail.” Wafi snorted and Ismail snorted.

”Terus you did it? chick a lot of anjir, you're doing martial arts. Your self-esteem where Muzammil is, he also wears a veil. Later lu bela-belain until mampus, pasirah marriage see his face ugly. Nyesel you, I'm sure." Ismail was upset and Wafi shook his head.

"No, I want Shafiyah. I want him. Wherever he is, I want him." Wafi was adamant and Ismail who was feeling stressed saw it.

”Whatever you are, tired of me You. You have always been like this, want A yes must be A, want B yes must be B. But this is the difference between girls, we also do not know what your soul mate is not. A lot of Santriwati, right? the man can be married 4 times, choose which one you want, marry. If you don't want to force it!” ismail is so easy." If I were you, I would. Choose the most beautiful santriwati, beuhhh elu mah.”

”Gue say Kamila huh?" threatening Wafi and Ismail glared.

”Awas lu,” said Ismail panicked and Wafi smiled wryly.

”Kamila isn't there?"

”No, again to his parents' house. Just relax here first, I make coffee bentar.” Ishmael got up but Wafi pulled his shirt. Ishmael sat back down now.

”If there is a woman who is more everything than Kamila, you choose Kamila or that woman?" wafi and Ismail laughed.

”Ya Kamila, it's crazy. Kamila was me from a long time ago, until I went to prison she was waiting for me. There's no way I can turn around, I love her so much." Ishmael kept smiling, he loved his wife very much, although Kamila was older than him, not beautiful like other women, but Kamila was very beautiful in his eyes.

”Yes the same, although there are 4 women or maybe more, which is much more interesting than Shafiyah, I still choose Shafiyah. He's the only one who makes me comfortable, makes me excited. Though I only see her eyes, she is beautiful because of her gentle speech, she is beautiful because of her clothes, she is beautiful because of her shyness. And he wants me to fight, and I can't give up so,” said Wafi with a sweet smile. Ismail lowered his head, his hand now falling on Wafi's shoulder, then patted her gently.

”Come if you want you, my house is always open. Don't worry, I made coffee first. Lu rest first, if it is calm just come home,” he said while getting up and Wafi nodded.

*****

At nightfall, a girl was silent on the balcony and watching the boarding gate, there was no sign of Wafi going home. His feelings are not bad, he is afraid of something happening.

”Gus Mu, I hope you're okay. Please, go home." Shafiyah muttered and paced.

The sound of the motor rang out, Shafiyah smiled faintly at the return of Wafi, Wafi did not see it. And hurrying in, Shafiyah was fine. He was relieved and left the balcony.

Raihanah who was teaching closed her Qur'an, ended her activities when she heard the sound of a motorbike. Why so long? made him feel worried.

”Why aa lama? how did his clothes change? that was good,” said Bayyin confused, then Raihanah out of her room. Wafi lowered his head in lethargy, grabbed his umi hand and softly felt it.

”Where?" ask Raihanah expectantly.

”I go to Ismail's house, go to Aunt Fara's house. I I want to take a shower" said Wafi. Not answering Raihanah's question, she dodged and passed away. Raihanah was silent, and only realized when she saw that Wafi's clothes were Nafis clothes.

”Aa," call Bayyin. Raihanah held her daughter and her eyes glazed over, without having to explain, her son's facial features and mannerisms had already given an answer.

After cleaning, Wafi did not leave the room. Raihanah climbed up to the second floor slowly, carrying a plate of food for her son. Wafi was curled up, she was still awake. His pillow was wet from his tears, he was weak? of course not, crying does not mean someone is weak. Men and women alike, have feelings, and cry out for excruciating pain, everyone deserves.

The sound of the door being opened from the outside made Wafi startled, she wiped her tears and closed her eyes tightly. Upon entering, Raihanah noticed her son, she placed the dishes on the table and the bottle of her son's drink. Then sit on the edge of the bed while taking a deep breath.

”Mumu," said Raihanah, calling her son so gently. She stroked her son's hair, Wafi wriggled and finally turned towards uminya.” Eat first son,” said Raihanah.

”I'm not hungry umi,"

”Sabar, if the soul mate will not go where. If you and Shafiyah don't match, please. May Allah meet you with a much better girl,” said Raihanah. Wafi looked down and did not want to say anything. He will fight to get his love.

”Umi bribe yes?” cajol Raihanah, while stroking Wafi's hair back, she was shocked when she saw her son's forehead and temples were injured, Wafi covered her with hair, but ended up getting caught as well.” You why?" Raihanah panicked.

”Not why-why.”

”His family is Shafiyah?" raihanah's voice is rising.

”Not umi, bribe me umi.” Wafi diverts the conversation, grabs the plate and Raihanah is seen holding back her emotions. Finally he fed the son, the two occasionally stared at each other and did not chat at all. Seeing the sharp eyes of his mother, Wafi until difficulty swallowing his food, he was afraid uminya forbid him to approach Shafiyah.

****

This morning, Shafiyah was preparing for college. He desperately wanted to talk to Wafi, but somehow. Shafiyah stepped so lazily, and she finally saw Wafi. Wafi moved his hand at a glance, asking the girl to go behind the pesantren.

”Ima!" call Shafiyah and Ima turn.

”Why?" ask Ima.

Shafiyah embraces Ima's arm and Ima is confused. After seeing Wafi, Ima finally understood. He waited, and let the two talk.

”The gus..” Appoint Shafiyah, and she's worried about seeing Wafi get hurt. Wafi smiled and touched his wound at a glance.

”Cuma blisters,” said Wafi and Shafiyah lowered her head.

”Nothing, I want to say about yesterday.”

”Rejected right? seeing Gus Mu get hurt, I also know. I beg you to stop Gus,” pinta Shafiyah with tears.

”You don't want me to fight?” Wafi looked disappointed, and felt Shafiyah was so wishy-washy with her words.

”I'm afraid Gus got hurt,” said Shafiyah.” Please enough, I can't bear.” Shafiyah was only worried, she did not want the only son in her family why-why, because she knew, a lot of things to be taken care of by Wafi.

”You have the heart to see, if you are weak, you ask me to give up. How can we both bibah?” wafi's voice was now heavy, with an excited look after hearing Shafiyah's words.

”I'm afraid,” shafiyah.

”I asked again, would you not like me? do I want to fight or not?" wafi was upset.

"You're hiks,,, but.” Shafiyah was crying and Ima was panicking.

”Don't cry, I can't say anything about you now, we're not married. Don't cry, wipe your tears. It's diem." Wafi did not like to see Shafiyah crying, she was about to throw her sock and Shafiyah was unwilling.

”Don't joke Gus, really cute.”

"I'm not kidding, I'm confused. Don't cry anymore.”

”I'm sorry yes, my family is rough with Gus. I'm sorry" Shafiyah and Wafi said. He was annoyed to see Shafiyah again like that.

”Do not apologize Bibah,” said Wafi felt anxious himself.” I'll kiss you too,,,,, later, if you're married." Wafi murmured.

”I don't have the heart," said Shafiyah.

”Stop Bibah, you don't know what, you are...” Wafi didn't go on.” Funny if again whining,” muttered Wafi and pay attention to Shafiyah.

Ima was increasingly confused to see the two, let alone see the eyes of Gus Mu who looked upset. Ima kept staring at the two in turn.

After he finished speaking, Wafi assured Shafiyah that he would keep trying, as long as she supported him. Shafiyah looked nodding her head.

”The spirit of the future husband," said Shafiyah.

Ima was silent and scratched her head, either Shafiyah said what but clearly, making Gus Mu's face flushed red.

”One more time," pinta Gus Mu with a big smile and Shafiyah shook her head. The girl stepped away after greeting, Wafi smiled and lowered her head. Then he greeted the girl. The two split up, walking in the other direction.

”You quarreled with Gus Mu?" tanya Ima and Shafiyah smiled.

”No, just a little problem. Come on," Shafiyah and the two of them stepped away.

*****

In the afternoon, a Jeep came. A fat man came out, dressed in a police uniform and stepped up to the boarding school headquarters, to ask where Gus meant by his mother, and he would also pick up his sister.

”Who are you looking for sir?" ask santri.

”I want to meet your Gus, call him here,” firmly Fajar and the santri shrieked in fear. His face was so scary, let alone his voice. The dawn is waiting in front of the office. Wafi who was with several pesantren managers, confused to see the santri.

”Gus, there's a police. Serem, my snapping earlier,” exclaimed santri panic. Everyone who heard it moreover, what did their Gus do until the police came? did the ex-con go back?.

”Same Miss Nyai," an ustadzah told santriwati.

Gus Mu immediately walked over quickly to see who was coming. The news reached Shafiyah's ear, the girl immediately rushed to leave the dormitory and was afraid that the policeman was her brother.

When we got in front of the office. Wafi was silent, looking at the policeman from behind. It looked familiar, but he had forgotten to ever see where his shoulders were wide, and his back contained it.

”Search me?" exclaim Wafi. Dawn turned around and the two glared at each other, looking at each other. Dawn's hands clenched and then glanced at the santri earlier.

”This Gus,” said santri with a great vibrating voice.

Dawn immediately took a quick step, his hands floated up and smashed into Gus Mu's cheek.

Plaque! his voice was so loud that blood dripped from the corner of Wafi's lips. A powerful punch, but still unable to make the man's body fall down.

”Hei!!!" shouted Chairil and all senior students. Wafi stretched out his right hand, holding them all to keep calm.

”Where is my sister, how dare you do this. Did you do it out of revenge?” furious at Dawn, he gripped firmly on the collar of Wafi's shirt. Chairil and Ikhsan pulled Fajr's body but Fajar kept his grip, he even hit Wafi's face repeatedly, pushing him rough until he fell to the ground.

The deg! both of Shafiyah's eyes were rounded, seeing the man she loved fall covered in blood after being attacked by her brother.

”Kakak," said Shafiyah, she approached dawn, immediately trying to hold the large body so as not to approach Wafi back.

”Muzammil!" raihanah's shrieked, she immediately sat down weakly and pulled her son into her arms.

”I'll marry your sister, listen to this!!" wafi shouted and stared at each other sharply with Dawn. He rubbed his nose that dripped blood, Shafiyah cried to see Wafi's condition.

”Aaaaaaghhh sick hix,,, pain!" shafiyah screams, when her nape is clutched by Dawn, her hair that is attracted so feels pained.

Wafi could not accept seeing Shafiyah in pain, she got up and Ikhsan held her back.” Wafi silent Wafi!" snapped at Ikhsan and continued to hold him back.

”Sick!" Shafiyah continued to cry, grimacing into one. He was thrust violently by Dawn, and his nape became increasingly sore, as he passed through Wafi. He and Wafi stared at each other fixedly at a glance, Wafi lowered her head and her two eyes were watery.

”You were sent here to study, not to date,” said Fajar and continued to lead Shafiyah to her car.

"Sir please speak carefully first, Shafiyah santriwati is here. Please sir," said an ustadzah trying to hold back but Fajar did not care.

”Aaaghhh sick hicks!" shafiyah and Wafi were devastated to hear it, the girl was forced into the car. Shafiyah sat down while continuing to stare at everyone, especially Wafi.

The car drove fast, leaving the Pesantren, Wafi continued to pay attention until the car was not seen again. Raihanah continued to hold her son, unable to see the blood from her son's lips and nose. The wound that was yesterday was still not dry, and now it was bleeding again due to the brute blow of Dawn.