Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 49: Fatigue
Wafi silently listened to the Eagle explain, The eagle came and Wafi nodded her head.
”Sign here," point the Eagle on the paper at the end. Wafi signed it.” Here, here, here too" said the Eagle and Wafi slamming the pen onto the table. The smiling eagle looked at Wafi's annoyed face.
”Not checked yet!" ketus Wafi and Eagle nodded.” Very tired ah ah, why don't you just be the CEO? CEOs do not always have to be descendants of company owners. Trust people like you can also.”
”No sir, I have a family. If I'm too busy, there's no time for my family" Eagle and Wafi said.
”Serious is married?"
”Iya sir," replied the Eagle with a smile.
”How old are you?" ask Wafi again and pull the laptop.
"26, my son is already two.”
”God's Assya!” exclamation Wafi sassy.” I swear I envy the Eagle, I envy you. I guess I'm still single.” Wafi was amazed by the figure of his coworker, it could-be he faced with those who are younger and already married, he also wanted.
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The next morning, a girl lying weakly on her bed in a hospital room, opened her eyes. He massaged his forehead, his head throbbing as he opened his eyes. His two eyes swept around, guessing where he was now? is he really engaged to that crazy guy, or maybe he's even married? his mind was confused, fear was enveloping. His tears were rushing and the sound of his sobs made everyone outside panic. Everyone else came in except Sara.
”Dad hiks,” said Shafiyah and immediately hugged her father tightly. Herman returned the hug of his son. The three Shafiyah brothers could only silently silence.
Outside, Burhan just came. He had just returned from his other son's house, he looked at his son Sara who was bowed in and sat in a long chair.
”Where is Fiyah?” burhan and Sara raised their heads. ” Outrageous you, you didn't even tell dad that Shafiyah wanted a fiancee. Your son is sick now,” when Burhan and Sara just shut up.
”Do not cry, udah.” Burhan tried to calm Shafiyah and Shafiyah continued to cry.
”Eat yes," said Herman and the girl shook her head.
”You're really cool, eat first. Brother bribe," said Qais and still Shafiyah did not want to. Dawn retreated slowly and she finally stepped away, upon arrival outside. She didn't see Sara, she didn't know where her mother was going.
At the Wafi residence, the man was sitting. Bari finished washing the motorbike and car, Sunday became a clean-up day for him. He even helps clean the house, Raihanah is unable to work agilely, and Bayyin knows himself she has flaws. Wafi was checking his hape, several emails came in from the Eagle. But that was not the burden of his mind, wa Shafiyah was inactive for quite a long time, from yesterday. His social media accounts are too, Wafi is worried. He was agitated and busied himself to expel his slight uneasiness.
”Not to me is okay, the important thing is that everything is active, not necessarily every time on-line as well. Where are you neng? we're better too. It is impossible if there is no problem,” he said in his murmur.
Wafi stood up, to enter the house. However, the arrival of the Dawn car made him a little shocked. What's the man want? fight with him or something. Wafi was silent until Dawn's car stopped right in front of his house. Dawn came out of the car and some ustadz approached.
” Assalamu'alaikum,” say they.
” Wa'alaikumus Salaam,” Reply Dawn and Wafi.
”What is this? if it will make a fuss please go,” remove Chairil.
”Iya, later he hurts our Gus again,” ketus Ikhsan.” Please sir, don't scare all the students. The incident at that time still leaves trauma for our students," continued Ikhsan meekly.
”No, I won't be looking for any problems. I just want to talk to Wafi,” said Fajar expressed his intention, Raihanah out of the house heard the noise. How surprised the woman was, seeing the man who often hurt her son. Raihanah immediately hugged Wafi, hugged her tightly and would not let her son be hurt again.
”Bring him away Chairil,” firmly Raihanah reigns.
”Please, I want to talk for a while,” said Fajar memelas.
”Please go sir please, we can also play rough,” said Chairil. He pulled Fajar's arm at Ikhsan's aid. Wafi was silent and returned his umim hugs with one hand.
”Wafi, Shafiyah in hospital. He fainted and convulsed, he relapsed. He won't eat or drink, please Wafi. Shafiyah my only sister, please persuade her, only you can persuade her!" Dawn shouted, as she kept being pulled by Ikhsan and Chairil. Wafi gasped at her and Raihanah took off her embrace. Wafi strode quickly, pulling the arm of the rough Dawn so as not to be expelled from the pesantren.
”Let me talk carefully with him, please disperse everything," Wafi said asking. He and Ikhsan stared at each other fixedly, Ikhsan snorted and took everything away.
”Shafiyah is in the hospital," said Dawn.
”What's the problem?” ask Wafi worriedly.
”There was a problem yesterday afternoon, all night he was treated. Hospital -----.” Dawn looked at Wafi expectantly, Shafiyah could be treated for longer if she did not want to eat anything. Wafi finally agreed and Fajar was relieved, Raihanah was silent and Wafi approached him, asking permission to leave, the woman who was also anxious finally gave permission. Wafi rushed to get ready for the hospital using a motorbike, so he could get there faster.
At the hospital, Shafiyah blocked her mother's wrist, which forced her to eat and she did not want to. Let alone being forced like that, where there is an appetite to fill the stomach.
”I don't want to, don't force me Mom!" jerit Shafiyah's. Sara was very eager to hit her son, but Shafiyah's cheeks had turned blue because of his slap yesterday. A violent and uncontrollable slap, and Sara was in a state of rage. You can imagine the pain that Shafiyah suffered, but the inner pain that she felt was much more terrible. Sara finally went out, looking for some fresh air. Shafiyah continued to cry, grabbed her veil and put it on. He sat down, hugging both knees, his face sinking above his thighs. He continued to cry and his eyes felt sore, tears could no longer drip from both of his swollen eyes.
The sound of footsteps rang out, occasionally stopping and finally the door was opened from the outside. Shafiyah raised her head, she was scared, afraid it was Farel.
”Habibah,” Wafi's vibrating, hoarse and meek voice called out to his shivering soulmate in fear. Shafiyah raised her head, and the gazes of the two met. The door opened again, and Herman entered. Wafi lowered his head and Shafiyah was scared.
”Peach him,” pinta Herman while patting Wafi's shoulder. Wafi frowned in wonder, Herman opened the door, and he pulled out a plastic chair, sitting on the lip of the door to guard against something unwanted and frightening, one of which was slander. Wafi opened his helmet, then placed it on the table. He sat on the edge of the bed, away from Shafiyah.
”Why you? what's the problem? until it hurts like this,” said Wafi then rubbed the sweat on his forehead. Shafiyah turned and pulled the blanket.
”Ngapain aa here, go. I'm sick, ugly. I am ashamed,” he said while covering his entire body with a white blanket, with a pattern of lines.
”Iya ugly cry continues,” taunted Wafi. Shafiyah opened the blanket, then threw a pillow at the man, but captured Wafi so easily." How to mukul?”
”Home, I'm fine.” Tell her while glancing at the father, who looks mesem mesem alone.” Home,” he said back.
”No, before I saw you eat, drink and take the medicine,” said Wafi refused and Shafiyah pouted. The two did not stare at each other, and kept their heads down.” Why fainting, convulsing too?”
”Nothing,” replied Shafiyah hoarsely.
”There's a problem that's a story, don't be alone,” said Wafi meekly and Shafiyah silent.” You sick?”
”If I am sick, how are you?”
”What's the way?”
”If I am sick, a Wafi still want to be with me?” whispered Shafiyah and glanced at her father again. Wafi nodded without hesitation and Shafiyah smiled widely.
”You have no porridge? I know good porridge around here. I buyin ya?” he offered, Shafiyah shook her head unwilling.” Gotta eat, not come home later. Eat yes,” persuade it gently.
”Iya deh,” finally Shafiyah want, although lazy actually. He did not want to make the arrival of Wafi far away, to be in vain. Wafi went to buy some porridge.
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The sound of falling objects was heard, the cupboard being pushed and collapsing to the floor echoed. The luxurious room with shades of orange paint was so messy, the door was kept on gedor but the man who was sitting while crying in front of his bed was just silent. The door was finally broken, Jessie came in and circulated her gaze, seeing Farel's room was so messy.
”Quick Farel, women are still many,” said Jessie.
”I just want Shafiyah,” reply Farel and Jessie mendelik hear it.
”Let's find a prettier girl, don't do this. Let's move to another room yes,” invite Jessie a little upset and Farel does not want.” Don't be a kid, your dad's coming home. Can get angry later, see your room is a mess.”
Farel finally got up, he was taken by his mother to another room. The servants and security guards were asked to clear things up immediately, before Farel's father came home.
At Raihanah's place, the woman was silent. She was worried that since Wafi was dealing alone with the Shafi's family, she was afraid that her son would get hurt again. Bayyin's wedding is soon, busy at the house of Nyai Bu will be seen again. Wafi in step Afsheen alone looks moody, especially later crossed by his other sister.
”Yes Allah, give us a good girl, who loves you our dear God. If it is Shafiyah, I beg you to make everything easy, I cannot see my son in trouble again.” Raihanah muttered, then she tidied the dinner table and hoped Wafi would come home soon.
At the hospital, Shafiyah was being bribed by Meri. Wafi outside the waiting room, sitting next to Herman. Wafi was nervous not playing, he was groggy and afraid of misspeaking.
”Where to work?” one question was finally spoken, as well as opening up the conversation as well.
”In the company sir, Tirta Madya,” replied Wafi.
”So your office boy is there?” herman said, taking a deep breath.
Wafi was silent for a moment, and scratched her head.” Yes," in short replied with a clumsy smile.
Herman nodded his head.” Yesterday Shasha wanted a fiancee, but she didn't. He kept on fainting. When I was a kid, my daughter was sick. Go home abroad for treatment. When he was 10 years old, his condition began to stabilize. He had a lung pain first, our only daughter. If he's tired, he's under a lot of stress. He fainted, if he had a seizure. It used to only happen once, same now,” said Herman told him everything, in a hoarse voice. Wafi lowered his head, hearing that Shafiyah was getting engaged, how was she? the look on Wafi's face was so gloomy at this moment.
”What will his engagement continue after Shafiyah recovers sir?” ask Wafi and hope for the answer, 'No'.
”Iya,” replied Herman and Wafi looking down lethargic. Wafi was devastated to hear it, feeling there was a good chance. Wafi shifted and sat facing Herman.
”Pak, can I be the man my father loves after father,” said Wafi and both eyes round Herman. The two stared fixedly at each other and Wafi saw the mocking gaze of Herman. Then he patted her on the cheek.” You can slap me,” he said back so resigned. And Herman looked at the man's cheek.