Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 58: Hating
Wafi and Shafiyah have not left the housing complex, both are now in the sanggar. Moving there, Wafi wanted to stop by and Shafiyah also hoped her mother changed her mind, and she would wait in the hangar. Shafiyah who was silent daydreaming continued to look at her husband clingy.
”Honey, don't daydream.” Tegur Wafi while continuing to stroke the back of his wife's hand. Shafiyah turned her head, then smiled blandly behind her veil that was gray and wet from the tears.
”Yes a, aa patient yes. Sorry mom, don't hate me. Please do'ain, so that mothers can change, can accept our relationship,” Shafiyah said hoarsely. Wafi was moved by his wife's request, she immediately grabbed Shafiyah's shoulder and pulled her until Shafiyah leaned on her shoulder.
”Definitely darling, we do'ain equally yes. I'm proud, no matter what your mother is, you never want to until I hate your mother. Thank you for continuing to ngingetin your husband, as long as you support me, you are beside me, I have a reinforcement that is you, in sha Allah I will try to be patient dear.” Wafi said in a heavy voice, Shafiyah grabbed her husband's hand with the palm so rough it was, then brought it closer to her lips, kissed it gently and Wafi noticed it.
”Iya,” said the girl was short and Wafi smiled widely. His gaze was so weak that he looked at his wife who was so extraordinary.
”Gus!” the new Ali shouted, with a beaming face, he was happy to see the arrival of Wafi with his wife. Wafi smiled and Ali and the others ran over to him.” Want to come do not say, fortunately we all practice today,” he said back.
”Just stop by,” Wafi said with a smile. And now Shafiyah was no longer leaning on him. The girl lowered her head, because many men, namely the protege of her husband first while in the hangar.
”Ayolah a Wafi back again.” Said the skinny young man asking with a whine.
”Hehe, can't. I am also working now." Sahut Wafi and he looked disappointed.
”A Wafi is married. How can we not all?" ask the others.
”Indeed not spread invitations, simple wedding. Please do'anya yes for my wedding,” added Wafi with a big smile. Everyone nodded their heads trying to understand.
The seven young men were preparing to train, Wafi noticed and they invited him to play.
”Pengen see aa train them, can?”
”Not ah ashamed that Bibah concerned mah.”
”Ih kok shy si, let's join the others. I'm here to seein.”
”Basic.” Wafi chuckled and flicked his wife's cheeks. Wafi eventually left and he also forced Ali to join. Shafiyah silently watched, her husband was like the same age as all of them who were her age. After getting out of prison, it was clear that there were many changes to Wafi. Especially after meeting Shafiyah, she who was dim began to get excited, she who lived like a flower bud that never bloomed, immediately bloomed so beautifully after meeting Shafiyah. If his prayer had always been this, 'O Allah, I would have been Shafiyah. Servant wants him O Allah' now Wafi also still continues to say the same name in each of his prayers with a different version. 'O Allah, give the servant the opportunity to make the servant's wife happy, to provide for a living of birth and mind, and to educate her' there is nothing more romantic than this. A prayer from the same man, if he used to be a warrior, now he is a household leader.
Shafiyah secretly recorded, but she horrified herself as her husband fought the young man named Razi. Defend each other from punches, elbow and kicks respectively. Shafiyah began to forget her sadness. She did not expect her husband to be an athlete, and she saw firsthand his skills now. Shafiyah clapped her hands so cheerfully as her husband managed to incapacitate Razi.
”Suami Bibah that, hotshot." Praise Shafiyah whispered and stopped recording the video. Wafi stood up and extended his hand, helping Razi stand up and the two laughed together. Wafi sat down and Razi also sat down. Both men sweat and drink water from the same bottle alternately.
”You're sick Razi?" ask Wafi worriedly.
”Fall from the bike a week ago, pretty bad.”
”Astaghfirullah, be careful. You've been training a long time, if you get injured before the game. To the masseuse, hopefully get well soon,” said Wafi while patting Razi on the shoulder and Razi nodded with a smile.
”Aw! tired of ah." Ali immediately sat down next to Wafi and Wafi gave him a quick glance. Razi got up and he ran towards the toilet. Wafi and Ali chuckled at her.
”Ali." Wafi.
”Iya?” sahut Ali's.
”Your relationship with Zoya how?” tanya Wafi and Ali shook their heads.” Huh, that means?”
”Gagal aka break up. Zoya is older than me, my family disagrees. Zoya is being fooled now, not knowing who she is," Ali said, looking sad.
”Do you not want to fight Ali?"
”If Gus fought for Shafiyah it would be natural, Shafiyah was young, it was me. I'm young, I'm still in college, I don't think about marriage. I'm the same Zoya not really serious all this time.” Ali smiled and Wafi glared sharply.
”Asstaghfirullah, you guys are doing si, dating all.” Wafi reprimanded and Ali was surprised to hear it.” If you have not been able to push children to a serious level, do not mess around with taste. Emang Zoya often makes status anyway, if she does not want to marry young even meet with you who are playboy," he said ketus and Ali mendelik sebal.
”Apaan hell Gus, who is playboy.” Ali immediately pouted.
”Yes you, try not to be so again. The date is not good, the good one is marriage.” Wafi so ketus said, while patting Ali's shoulder.
”Means Gus never tried dating huh? cie sin." Ali chuckled while pointing at Wafi right on his nose.
”Naudzubillah, only I often dreaded my memories of dating. My girlfriend is a different version, dating after marriage, where each activity gets a reward not sin.” Wafi replied while getting up from his seat, because he saw that Shafiyah was bored.
The deg! Ali immediately held his chest, hearing Wafi's words that made him tight.
”I go everything, assalamu'alaikum.” Wafi said goodbye and everyone answered. He and Ali shook hands at a glance then Wafi went to approach Shafiyah." Come on baby come home,” he said.
”Hungry." Shafiyah.
”We look for food first," said Wafi and Shafiyah smiling. Both of them came out of the sanggar, Shafiyah had to bury her desire, her mother did not want to meet her.
At Sara's parents' house. Sara locked herself in the room, unwilling to talk to her husband. Herman kept knocking on the door but there was no answer, eventually Herman left again when his secretary called. And now, Sara was staring at the food the child was carrying and her daughter-in-law was already on the dining room table. I don't know who brought him in, he was upset and disliked. Wafi entrusts him to the security guard, and the security guard gets permission from Herman to bring him inside.
”Bi,,,Aibi!!" scream Sara.
”Iya Ma!" say aunt from her room, back. With a grunt, Sara looked at the food chain from her iron family, and she was not willing to accept it.” What's up Bu?” ask the newly arrived aunt, with a look of fear, afraid to make a mistake.
”Dump everything!” sara firmly ruled, so pointed the food and aunt could only nod.” Watch out if not thrown away,” said Sara full of threats. Aunt nodded again and Sara left the kitchen.
”Yeah, food so much time to waste, so dear, redundant too. Mending to the workers in this house, Miss Sara said dumped. To be flushed to the stomach is better" said the aunt with a smile and brought everything back, to be shared with other PRT and security guards.
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Today, as always. Shafiyah was doing her activities. As a wife, teacher, son-in-law, and student. You can imagine how busy he is. The relationship with the husband the better, the more romantic, although occasionally bickering and arguing. It is very natural and commonplace to occur in every couple's household, there will be no toll road surfing, without obstacles and obstacles. Shafiyah was stepping with her friends, she was going to the office from the campus to give her husband a surprise with her arrival.
”Fiyah, so will it be Sunday sightseeing?” ask Vera.
”No idea, I haven't permission.” Shafi's answer. And Vera pouted.
”Emang should yes, what is that permission to husband first?” asked Vera, she was curious because Shafiyah appeared to be restrained after marriage.
”Mandatory, can not get out of the house without the permission of the husband, even though it only went to the stall hehe,” said Rosa explained.
”Loh, why did you answer?” ketus Vera's.
”Because, my answer to Rosa is the same. A wife complies with her husband, does not mean forbidden or restrained. Before marriage, a Muslim woman is better at home, do not wander,” said Shafiyah continued.
”That's bill.” Nur Justifies while embracing Shafiyah's shoulder. Vera pouted and flicked her hair.
Shafiyah turned her head when she saw a taxi coming, she was sure it was the taxi she ordered. The taxi driver also came out and was seen calling someone and the hape Shafiyah rang.
”I first yes, assalamu'alaikum."
”Wa'alaikumus Salaam. Beware Shafiyah!” exclaim Nur while waving his hand. Shafiyah smiled and walked away. Shafiyah spoke briefly with the taxi driver and not long after she entered.
”Street sir." Shafiyah.
”Ready tea." Sahut taxi driver from the front and immediately drive the vehicle.
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In the office, Wafi was stepping followed by the Eagle from behind. Wafi loosened his tie and he was very tired at the moment. Later that night, will be held as usual Manaqib event in Al Bidayah pesantren, the presence of Gus Mu is very important and Gus Mu knows it.
In the lobby, a berniqob girl dressed all in black stood waiting. Shafiyah was already half an hour ago, no one believed if she was the wife of the CEO in the company. Shafiyah's eyes looked sad, and she couldn't do anything.
”Who the hell is that, why is his wife the boss?” said Cindy ketus and looked at Shafiyah from head to toe.
”He said his wife was Pak Wafi.”
”What?” cindy's voice rising.” Is our boss married? said not yet. How the hell is that."
”Pak Wafi was married, Mr. Eagle at that time shared his photo on Instagram. You don't know? about two weeks ago,” said another employee, a middle-aged woman.
”No way,” ketus Cindy denies.
Some employees looked over as the elevator doors opened. Wafi and Eagle came out and Shafiyah immediately saw her husband. Wafi frowned, seeing the wife appear before him.
”Honey,” says Wafi reflex. And everyone is gawking.