Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 41: Enter Rs

Shafiyah was still awake, she locked the door of her room and stepped slowly into the closet, picking up the hape she had hidden there. Shafiyah sat on the edge of the bed and chatted in from an unknown number, Bayyin who sent a message, a video of Wafi playing a Voly ball with the students. Shafiyah smiled, she pulled her unraveled brown hair blocking her view, then tucked it behind her ear. The girl in the luxurious red pajamas was so happy to see the video.

”Ganteng," he praised as he continued to smile. Noticing the sweat on the man's face, Wafi seemed to be enjoying the game. He is trying to get closer to the students, especially those who are still very young, not all students know what he is going to prison for. And it's even easy to be provoked by the gossip out there. Wafi wants to prove that he is not that bad, he explains and tells about his life in prison and why. He wants all students to be personally responsible, and respect the women who they are. Some news about teachers or kyai who harass the santri and santriwati also make Wafi cornered. The former convict he was referring to today was the reason everyone was suspicious of him, and the saddest thing was, there were some parents who brought their child home from the Al Bidayah boarding school, by reason of discomfort over his presence that seemed a threat to everyone in the boarding school.

The man never shared his problem with anyone, he held it and dealt with it alone. Only Shafiyah excited him, although he rarely communicated and saw. Because the girl is not yet his right, but later when he managed to marry Shafiyah. His life is complete already, gathering with his beloved family and loved ones. Happy right? a wishful thinking that the man had so longed for. Effort and prayer seem to compete, who will arrive first. The work judged by man, or the prayer he offered to Allah SWT that governs all affairs of his world.

”Entertainment Yes Gus, fight and do not forget your own happiness. I'm glad to see you play like this, funny, girly. You are so sweet when you smile again, people will know you are amazing. Whenever it is, I am sure it will bury your dark past, your bad name, will be replaced by a name known for its goodness. Thank you for making this little girl happy in her grief, may God unite us. So that when you are tired and weary, I will be second only to Allah for you to come. Gus Mu, Wafi Muzammil Ali Majdi, I love you." Shafiyah continued to smile, she continued to pay attention to her future husband, a confession that she hoped would be a prayer and would be granted by Allah SWT.

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Returning to the scene of the accident, Dawn was unconscious. The door cannot be opened, Wafi tried for free.

”Pak Dawn!!" yell Wafi." You see me, look at me!” Wafi continued to scream and scream, others helped. Wafi retreated away, he twisted his body looking for something, until he finally saw some stones and he approached the biggest stone, lifting it up." Move over!" yell Wafi. He panicked from seeing a glance of the knife stuck in the man's stomach, this was not an accident, it could have been that the man who had many enemies was deliberately harmed.

Brug! brug! brug! Wafi kept hitting the car glass and finally the glass shattered. Wafi threw a stone and patted Dawn on the cheek.

"Wake sir!" he shouted again but Dawn did not react. Wafi opened the car door and several people helped him pull the fat body. Others tried to stop the taxi, it was late at night and it was so difficult to stop the taxi. After being able to, Dawn's body was brought inside, Wafi entered first and embraced the man's shoulder, his shirt covered in the blood of Dawn. The taxi driver hit the gas and Wafi reached into his pocket to tell Shafiyah.

Shafiyah in her place was confused, Wafi suddenly called her at this time. He finally lifted it.

”Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumus Salaam," answered Wafi with a loud breath. Shafiyah panicked and immediately stood up from her seat, what happened? why is Wafi's voice like that? Shafiyah kept quiet and listened to Wafi who kept her breathing.

”Gus?” Shafiyah said hoarsely.

”Your sister Bibah,,,” said Wafi rasping. Shafiyah was speechless and increasingly confused.” Dawn,, "" said Wafi again.

”Gus, my brother why? please speak properly Gus, please torment,” her tears broke, heard the panic of Wafi, of course her brother is not okay.

”Don't cry shuttt... Relax, I'm taking your brother to the hospital --. Call your other family, and follow us as soon as possible, don't cry." Wafi spoke in a heavy voice and continued to stare at Dawn next to him. Shafiyah said all her words, the call ended and Shafiyah walked out of the room.

Meri silently watched her sister-in-law." You haven't slept? what time do you try, a little sleep. Maybe your sister is coming home soon,” she said gently and Shafiyah cried again, the girl said everything. Meri staggered limp, dropping the glass from her hand until it decomposed on the steps. Shafiyah hugged her sister-in-law and Meri's cries echoed throughout the room.

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At 2 am, the decision of the doctor is surgery. The wound in the stomach of Dawn was fatal, all the families cried to hear the news of the grief. And Meri immediately signed several letters as a sign of approval. Wafi was still there, he didn't show himself. He was silent in the deserted passageway and bent his face deeply. Wafi sat down with blood on her shirt.

The sound of footsteps still did not make the man aware of his daydream. Until finally Shafiyah handed him a bottle of drink and his left hand held a plastic bag filled with bread. Wafi raised his head and he quickly stood up.

Both of Shafiyah's eyes were swollen because they kept crying over the condition of Dawn, the eyelids decorated with long and lentic eyelashes were wet.

”Go home, why here?” tanyanya rasp.

”Where is it? I don't know anything Habibah, I swear. Will I be blamed on your family? if so, our relationship will be more difficult to get blessing.” With a hoarse and choked voice the man spoke, refuting the accusations he could have received. Then his hope of having Shafiyah, was further buried deep.

”No Gus, Gus is not wrong. Why should I be afraid? there are many witnesses there as well. Don't worry yes,” said Shafiyah while sobbing slowly. The wafi who was being overwhelmed with deep uneasiness reflexively raised his hand, almost touching the girl's cheek to wipe away the whirlpool of tears. Shafiyah flinched, retreating too late. Wafi clenched his hands after coming to a realization of his mistake.

”I'm sorry, thankfully not hit. Go Habibah, we're alone here. I was afraid,” he said expel the girl meek, while turning her back to Shafiyah. He had great goosebumps and was very afraid of not being able to hold his orgasm. Shafiyah placed the bread and the bottle of drink on the chair.

”Please eat yes, I don't want Gus to be sick. Go home, it's late. Gus Mu's family must be worried,” said Shafiyah and only replied with a nod of the head by Wafi.” Assalamu'alaikum,” he continued back.

”Wa'alaikumus Salaam," replied Wafi and silently listened to the sound of Shafiyah's footsteps, which slowly but surely, his voice grew faint.

Wafi obeyed Shafi's request. The man went home using ojeg, when he got home. Raihanah is waiting. Wafi entered through the kitchen door, then locked the door again.

”Where are you?" asked Raihanah in a voice that was so upset. Wafi looked down lethargic and Raihanah watched him. Raihanah was wide-eyed to see her son's clothes drenched in blood, just like back then, when her son killed two men who abused Bayyinah.

”Wafi Muzammil, what are you doing out there son? asstaghfirullah thing adzim, whose blood?” raihanah's voice was heavy, fumbling her son's clothes.

”His brother Shafiyah,” answered Wafi and Raihanah hit his son's chest was upset.