Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 40: The Accident

Ismail looked tense, hearing the explanation from the midwife. His wife was exhausted and stressed, it had an impact on her pregnancy. Ismail did not want both of them why, he loved Kamila very much. And his son-in-law.

”But my son won't do anythingwhy, Mom?" ishmael asked frantically, Kamila embraced her husband's hand, calming down.

”In sha Allah, eat her in guard yes, rest and do not stress.” Madam explained back and both nodded.

When they finished, they both left the clinic. Kamila looked sullen and Ismail who had climbed on the motor noticed it.

”Why?” ask Ismail flat.

”You love not the same me? I'm pregnant with your child, very pregnant. You are busy playing,” said Kamila protested, Ismail sighed rudely and noticed his wife was upset.

”Apaan the Mila, I just came out far today. Gus Mu needs my help, he wants me, buddy. Do not let you make him a problem in our relationship, I know if there is anything helped with him. I also have to help him, basically help each other.” Explaining a little hard, Kamila did restrain him, not to play much, but getting along was necessary, because if anything should need the help of others. Ishmael did not like it if Kamila was like that, now his wife was pouting because she was angry.

”No, it's my turn to get angry."

”I'm not angry, you can protest. But it should be clear the problem. Did I lose your responsibility? the same as our child? I need time with my friends. I also know the time, not the doang wives who need temen ghibah, but the husbands as well.” Ishmael growled and looked at his wife.

”Boy period ghibah si." Kamila was confused.

”Ya ghibah in different version neng, job, about money. If I have money, you are also a seneng,” said Ismail while putting his palm on Kamila's large stomach.

”Iya sorry, sorry yes?" rengek Kamila and Ismail smiled.

Kamila is so, irritable, cheap good again. Ishmael had to be extra patient with his wife, his wife was everything to him.

****

At Gus Mu's house. Ali is still there, the two are still chatting. All sorts of things are discussed, for even unimportant things. Ali was happy to see Wafi back, albeit in vain because he did not manage to persuade the man to return to training.

”Yes Gus, I'm home. If you do not want to come back again,” said Ali disappointed. But he can't force.

Wafi smiled broadly, then patted Ali on the shoulder three pats.” Greetings to everyone yes, practice right,” he said with a smile again.

”Iya Gus,” Reply Ali.

The two got up from sitting, Wafi drove Ali out of the fence of his house.” Don't speed Ali,” said Wafi and Ali smiled.

From a distance, Diva watched Wafi closely. Ima was also like that, the two girls were silently fixated. Ima gave a rough breath, how lucky Shafiyah was loved by Gus Mu. So did Gus Mu who was loved by Shafiyah, Ima felt pain when she remembered Wafi's words. His family even now often get the question, why can his relationship with Gus Mu not run smoothly.

"I'm wrong Shafiyah, can we be friends again,” murmured Ima, the look on his face is so grim.

Diva turned her head, she looked at Ima with a sharp look." Why the hell see it until so,” he whispered. Being consciously noticed, Ima also turned her head and now the Diva stepped towards her.

”Still ngarep huh?" ketus Diva while smiling wryly.

”Aaan si, bocil,” cibir Ima no less cynical.

”You are not his type Gus Mu,” said Diva and Ima chuckled.

”Continue feeling you're your Gus type? Gus Mu is an adult, do not like arrogant little children like this.” Ima smiled thinly while watching the Diva from toe to head, her gaze mocked and Diva stepped up to give a lesson, but Ima had already run away leaving her.

”Awas ya you,” said Diva loudly. He turned around and now I don't know where Mu's going.

The next morning, Gus Mu prepared to work as usual. Last night, Noah sent a message to get Gus Mu to lead the branch office in Bandung, Noah's secretary back and forth and it was tiring. Berhan left behind an incredible amount of wealth. Distributed to her two children Noah and Raihanah, Raihanah who does not have inheritance rights because of results outside marriage as if receiving gifts from her father. Raihanah kept what the father gave her, for the marriage of her three children, the woman had thought of everything herself. She could eat simple, but when her children got married it cost a lot and it was impossible for the students who were like her own children to be ignored. Kyai family wedding is the atmosphere awaited by the santri and santriwati, helping and eating free. As much money as Raihanah has, with time running out. She was a widow, not working, how could the treasures she had endure or increase.

Raihanah now watched her son closely, she glanced at the cookies her son had made at Fara's house. Raihanah smiled, she was so fond of her nailah-in-law's cake. But when he makes the cake, even though the recipe is the same, the taste is still different. But when his son made the cake, it tasted the same and was very good.

”Aa,” call Raihanah and Wafi raises her head.

”Iya mi,” says Wafi.

”Umi will not maksa you, umi do not want to burden you. For the cost of your two sisters' wedding, you don't have to worry. Later between us to the bank, we have to immediately pay for some of Afsheen's wedding needs, continued Bayyin." Raihanah smiled in between her words. Wafi frowned in wonder.

”What money?" ask Wafi.

"Money from your grandfather, we've harvested a lot this year. All those rice fields from your great-grandmother's gift, we don't have to buy rice for years. There is no intention to sell rice fields, for the cost of wedding Umi there. Money from your grandfather, umi wanted to ask. Are you interested in opening a cake shop? you can sell and hire the people you want. It is in sha Allah.”

”If there really is, why would Umi invite the three of us to live a simple life?" wafi's voice was weak.

”The money is easy to run out, the longer it decreases instead of increasing. Your school fees, our daily living expenses. Umi save the rest for the three of you when getting married, your two sisters did receive money for help from the male side, but it was not enough. Umi just want to run the mandate of abi and your grandfather, live simply, even though there is a lot of money to spend.”

”You can learn if you want.”

”Neither mi, I can't be far away from Umi. Especially later after Afsheen and Bayyin brought their husband.”

Raihanah was speechless, why did she not think of it, her two daughters would be someone else's right, and would leave her. Wafi's eldest remains if his two daughters are married. The house is now empty, especially later.

”There's me, my wife later, keep my kids. Umi healthy yes, until later umi bothered carrying grandchildren umi.” Wafi smiled, trying to cheer her uminya and Raihanah laughed. Married not yet, his son was already discussing grandchildren.

After Wafi had breakfast, he washed the dishes of his former and his old umin. Then out for work immediately, Afsheen was waiting, the tension was clearly visible on her beautiful face. Wafi put on his shoes and did not take a single glance at Afsheen, he continued to ignore her.

”Aa,” says Afsheen calling.

”Hmmm.” Sahut Wafi while riding on the motor.” Up cepet,” said Wafi and Afsheen up.

Wafi fell silent, as she felt Afsheen's hands clinging to her waist. He looked down to make sure it was true that his sister touched him. Afsheen is silent, not long the motor is traveling at medium speed. The two of them were completely silent and felt awkward. Afsheen felt guilty, but to apologize, it was so hard for her to say.

****

At night, in a nightclub. A man came in to monitor the man he had been tailing earlier, he was Dawn. He wanted to know what Farel was like, he followed wherever the man went today. And the result, so disgusting. Farel changed women three times, embraced in his arms without hesitation. His mother wanted Farel to be his sister's wife, his sister Shafiyah who was so amazing. He wouldn't allow her to be with a man like Farel.

”Farel, aren't you fooled yet? same girl with a veil." An exclaimed a man while lighting his match under the cigarette he had bitten. Farel smiled broadly in response.

”Yes, I was fooled. I was curious, but I saw his face. His mother sent him a picture again not wearing a veil, beautiful anjir. I love it when she is my wife. I tortured him on the mattress because now he is selling expensive stuff continuously,” said Farel while looking at the screen of his phone, paying attention to every inch of Shafiyah's photo. His eyes, his nose, his lips. Farel continued to smile pervertedly.

”Where do I see." His friends excitedly approached, Farel raised his hand into the air and he laughed." Very interesting lu.”

”You see? pay first, this is Bray's veiled chick. Expensive." Farel smiled and his friends glared.

”Gue buy, if it's really beautiful I can be the object of each mallem," said a blonde man, and Farel smiled.

”Dek," whispered Fajar in pain hearing the conversation of the bastards. Why can his mother give a picture of Shafiyah in a state of unobstructed face, the beauty of her sister is now sold and used for crazy things.

Dawn could not hold back the anger, he got up, stepped so firmly and grabbed Farel's phone from Farel's hand.

”Bigger!" shouted Farel.

"It's not polite!" shouted his friend Farel wrathfully. Fajar stared intently at Farel and Farel gasped, seeing his older brother Shafiyah in front of him.

”Damn you." Furious while clutching Farel's collar, Farel could not do anything. Dawn deleted all the photos of Shafiyah in Farel's phone, then she slammed the phone to pieces. Farel gawked at the sight of his hape breaking, and he couldn't contain his anger either.

”Replace no!" snapped Farel. He had often damaged goods, and his father threatened, would not give new e-cigarettes at once and would revoke all facilities, if he damaged his goods again.

”Don't expect you to be able to touch my sister, let alone marry her. You are harassing my sister" said Fajar and tightened his grip.

”We'll stay married, you're just her brother. Still Aunt Sara who set everything up,” added Farel while grinning widely.

Brug! Fajr punched the man in the face with all his might, Farel fell onto the table and made everything above him fall to the floor. Everyone stopped from the activity, hearing the noise. Farel and Dawn fought, hitting and kicking each other. Two of Farel's friends approached, holding both of Dawn's hands.

”Review you fucking!" shouts Dawn, trying to rebel even he continues to be detained. Farel rubbed his bloody lips, his face was injured because of the man. Farel approached and punched Dawn in the face. The dawn fell silent and his head throbbed.

Dawn revolted, slamming his two friends Farel to the brink, and he and Farel again fought. Dawn took out his weapon and Farel took out a sharp weapon from his jacket pocket. The two rolled into each other's fist, Fajar's body hitting the wall and Farel retreated away as he accidentally stabbed the man in the stomach, his sharp weapon even stuck there.

”Farel!" shouted friends.

Farel retreated in limping steps, everyone screamed and the badly injured Dawn continued to stare at Farel. The breath of Dawn looked weak, his friends Farel instead used the situation to beat him up.

”Do not, do not!" scream Farel panic.” He could die!” frustrated screams. Dawn ran as fast as possible.

”He hurt you, it should be more than that know no!" farel's friend was upset. Farel who was afraid and worried followed Dawn. But Fajar had already left by driving his car.

”Then I can fail to marry Shafiyah. Goddamnit! aaa...!” Farel was upset, irritated and afraid that his only obsession was a failure.

While Fajar continued to drive his car, he could not pull the sharp weapon from his stomach. He grimaced and whimpered, the further he drove, the more uncontrollable he became. The dawn finally fainted unconscious.

Bruckk! brakk! a loud bang was heard, the man's car hit a tree. The people around immediately rushed over, to see the condition of the rider.

Wafi who was walking leisurely while wiping his sweat turned his head, hearing the loud pounding sound and the screams of people. He was exercising, running at night was a fun activity for him rather than jogging in the morning.

”Asstaghfirullah, accident,” said slowly. He saw everyone crowding around a car. When he saw the license plate of the car, Wafi was surprised. Immediately, he ran over to see who was inside. His two eyes were glazed over, what was his Habibah? no way, he couldn't have seen Shafiyah get hurt if it was true.