Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 59: The Majdi Family
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Wafi stepped closer, and Shafiyah flinched as she hugged in front of everyone.
”That's right, it's really his wife,” said the female employees. Cindy felt breathless seeing him. Tega-eganya the man he was looking for was a melt of his feelings, just deserved so hard to seduce, it was married to the black. Cindy called Shafiyah the black because of her clothes.
”Cindy where to go?” scream close friend Cindy. Cindy ran to the toilet with a flushed face.
”Aa off." Shafiyah whispered and Wafi let go.
”Come didn't say first, naughty." Wafi flicked the shielded nose, Shafiyah grabbed her husband's hand, and held it firmly to keep it quiet.” Let's just go to our private room." Take Wafi.
”Asstaghfirullah hal adzim, husband Fiyah kambet what is Allah?” shafiyah Gumam.
”Come on don't be shy,” said Wafi and embrace his wife's waist. The two stepped together and Shafiyah kept her head down." My wife, my wife." Wafi continued to introduce his wife to all of his employees, Shafiyah desperately wanted to run away from the embarrassment of the moment.
”Hehehe yes sir.” Sahut some employees while smiling groggy.
”Cantics no? beautiful, it must be beautiful. My wife.” Wafi smiled widely while occasionally pinching her cheeks. The eagle held a laugh since he saw Wafi's behavior, Wafi was tired of female employees who often teased him, they should all know, if he was married.
”Haha yes sir it's dad's wife, we just found out. If you're married," said the male employee. While confused, because they do not understand beautiful as what their boss means. While Shafiyah was very covered, my face was nowhere to be seen. Only his eyes were visible.
Wafi smiled and took Shafiyah away, both of them got into the elevator and Wafi was relieved. After the departure of the two, the employees were busy gossiping because they saw the strange behavior of their boss who was far from usual. There were some female employees who instead praised Wafi's attitude to his wife, the ketus man was so tame in front of his wife.
And now, Wafi had to receive punch after punch from the tiny hands of Shafiyah.” Aa is embarrassed! I don't want to come again!" shafiyah and Wafi screamed, then hugged his wife forcibly.
”Hehe sorry yes, just that way everyone knows I already have a wife, there will be no one to tempt me anymore dear. You should be proud, I'm an acting whiz.” Wafi continued to smile and Shafiyah did not want to be hugged by him, finally the elevator door opened. Wafi grabbed his wife's waist and took her out. Shafiyah was silent because on the floor she was on right now there were also many people.
”Pak,” the employees greeted and Wafi nodded with a smile, a smile that was very rarely seen on that handsome face. Shafiyah was finally brought into the room, Wafi called the office and asked to send food to her room.
Shafiyah watched the entire room, carefully, then she approached the large windowpanes, looking at the surrounding scenery and Wafi hugged her from behind.
”What's up here?” tanya whispered, her eyes closed. Feeling the smell of his wife's body that makes him opiate.
”Taxi, surprise. I'd like to surprise you, but no one believes I'm your wife.” Shafiyah was slightly annoyed and Wafi smiled.
”Should have told me first, sorry for them yes dear.” Persuade Wafi so that Shafiyah does not get upset anymore.
No need to apologize. Fiyah bought food, but it was cold.” Shafiyah felt sad, she turned around and Wafi's hand was on her waist. The two faced each other, staring fixedly, then Wafi pulled his wife's niqob. He smiled looking at his wife's pretty face, then he kissed her on the lips at a glance and Shafiyah looked down shyly.
”Nothing, we eat together later.” Wafi smiled and Shafiyah was happy to hear it.
”Come to eat,” take Shafiyah. He retreated away to prepare everything, but Wafi pulled his waist and leaned his head. Shafiyah flinched as her nose collided with her husband's nose.
”Sun first.”
Shafiyah smiled thinly.” I was kissed the same way."
”That's kiss doang umi.”
”Haha, umi the caller. Weird." Shafiyah laughed and Wafi smiled at his wife's behavior.
”Kok freak si?” Wafi pursed his lips and stroked his wife's stomach.” Later it will be umi from our children, umi Habibah.”
”Abi Muzammil, so?” Shafiyah smiled and Wafi nodded.
The cup! Wafi kissed his wife's lips briefly, again and again until they both closed their eyes, receiving each other's kisses.
Tok tok tok tok
”Excuse me sir, I'm office boy!” a man cried after knocking on the door. Shafiyah was startled and let go of her kiss. Wafi covered his wife's face back after rubbing her lips gently, she asked Shafiyah to sit in her work chair, and she stepped away near the door to let the office boy in.
”Save on my workbench." Pinta Wafi while sliding some files to the edge of the table on the right. The office boy secretly notices Shafiyah, who is trying to turn on the hape, but the hape is lowbat.” Let me go, you go now!” resolutely Wafi was full of emphasis, he did not like the young man's eyes staring at his wife fixedly, even almost dropping the glass he was about to put down. Everything could have spilled, made a mess.
”But sir!" panicked.
”Go I said,” said Wafi weak but full of firmness. The young man shrieked in fear, could only obey and finally left the room.
”Aa why get angry?” shafiyah asked confusedly. And Wafi shook his head, unwilling to answer. And Shafiyah did not want to forcefully ask." Any chargers? hape I'm lowbat."
”There here." Wafi approached, asking his wife and Shafiyah to give him the phone.
”You can this?" Shafiyah pointed at the orange juice and Wafi turned a glance, the man was charging his wife's hape.
”Everything make Bibah, whatever you want to take which one,” said Wafi and Shafiyah smiled. Shafiyah drank her juice, tried the cake and Wafi approached. Wafi pulled the girl's shoulder to get up, Shafiyah got up and Wafi sat down, then Wafi pulled the girl into her lap.
”Fear of anyone entering," said Shafiyah as she looked at her husband.
”Not going, feed me.” Wafi replied while asking. Shafiyah bribed him and Wafi pulled the niqob back to the back.
”Do not open it." The girl protest.
”I miss so much you baby, I've been busy lately. Sometimes I go home you've gone to sleep, I like you come. I felt really tired, but now not after you.” Wafi began to complain and Shafiyah understood, her husband was very busy.
”Ah lebay aa mah.” Cibir Shafiyah and Wafi pulled her chin.
”Truly, so want." Wafi whispered in a hoarse voice, then smiled pervertedly. Shafiyah was aghast, trying to get up but Wafi held back, hugging her stomach tightly.
”Fiyah want to go down, beware,”.
”Canda darling.” Wafi smiled widely and Shafiyah gave a whimper.
”I want to take the food I brought earlier, eat it there. Sitting here is not enough for both.”
”Let's, will you sit on my lap.”
”Kan Fiyah wants aa eat too."
”Ya a bribe."
”Ya difficult if the position is like this, do not spoiled. Let's move there, new Fiyah bribe later.” Shafiyah persuaded and eventually Wafi complied, but her back was kissed several times, then she was released.
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At home, Raihanah has guests. Faiza and her own son Afsheen, but Afsheen is sleeping in a room with Bayyin. Bayyin is still living in the house, and has already begun planning a move.
”Alhamdulillah Khalisah pregnant tea,” said Faiza so happy. And he's very grateful.
”Alhamdulillah, finally you want to have a grandson yes Za. May the content of Khalisah healthy until the birth, also smooth. How many months?”
”Aamiin, yesterday taken to midwife. Estimated, about two months. Just so pregnant, hard to eat, vomiting constantly, nausea, I'm out of here to pick him up, want to be invited to stay with me first.”
”Yes pity, tired of it if pregnant nausea same vomiting continues, we also never fuss. You as her in-laws, her parents, just tell her what food is good, eat mah should be forced, fear if not enter anything later dehydration.”
”Yes, I'm bringing Khalisah now. But rather scared, his son Pundungan. Sometimes talk to Chairil, let Chairil talk to him."
”Iya mending that, do not know Fiyah too, again trying. Not at KB. Your mother is old, she wants to have children. Fiyah also want, do'ain yes, hopefully my daughter-in-law soon pregnant.”
”Aamiin, hopefully. Thanks prayer. For Fiyah's mother, still can not be found, the last time Mumu same Fiyah to there even in expelled, I know because her Herman sir fit here said continue to apologize as well. Which Momu wants to be honest, I will not know if her in-laws did not come at that time.”
”I'm even worried about Shafiyah tea, pity her. Mumu same marriage, should be shunned mother with her brothers.”
”Yes, every time I take him, nothing is impossible. God is turning the hearts of men, we can only be patient and pray. Fiyah must be sad, maybe she's not sad. Moreover, married her mother did not want to come at all,” said Raihanah rasak. Faiza grabbed her hand, and rubbed it gently.
”Fiyah nice boy, he must be strong, patient yes you all. I'm sure this situation will end, will definitely get along well again, even if I don't know when.”
”Aamiin, it's my hope Za,” lirih Raihanah. Then put his left palm on top of Faiza's hand that held her hand.
Back at the office, Wafi and Shafiyah stepped together to go home. All the employees noticed, Wafi holding his suit and topping his bag with his left hand, his right hand embracing his wife's waist.
”Later," whispered Wafi and Shafiyah snorting.” It's up to me,” she said back and Shafiyah was really embarrassed, the atmosphere was so quiet that her husband's voice was heard, they could have heard her husband's enigmatic speech. After Wafi and Shafiyah step out of the company building all noisily.
”Pak Wafi very sweet si, if you smile so. His wife must come often, so we can see the face of the different Wafi sir," said the middle-aged woman with the fat body.
”Bener Bu, sir Wafi very seneng his wife came.” The other law. Cindy cheered at the employees' praise for their boss. The atmosphere felt different after the arrival of Shafiyah. The atmosphere was usually tense due to the shock aura from their boss.
At nightfall, the Manaqib event was held. Shafiyah sat near her mother-in-law, listening and listening to the tausiyah her husband brought her. This Sunday's discussion of repellent prayers, bala is where Allah sends down all kinds of sicknesses and difficulties, and all His servants should be more active in asking Him for help.
”Do not look on, see the lecture.” Tempted Afsheen and Shafiyah immediately lowered their heads.
”Ah just don't." Shafiyah was embarrassed.
”Teh Fiyah." The Bayyin whisper called.
”Ih Fiyah told you not to call Fiyah that, Fiyah is much younger.” The girl protested.
”And you wife a Mumu, yes it should be called so." Reply Afsheen and Shafiyah pouted.
”Don't be noisy, you guys are." Raihanah rebuked while pinching Afsheen's arm to stop taking Shafiyah to talk.
”Hihihi scolded,” said Shafiyah scoffed and Afsheen was wide-eyed to hear it.
”The next event, followed by a prayer led by ustadz Amran," said Ikhsan and Amran received a mic. Wafi had sat down and tidied up the turban cloth she had placed a blanket on her shoulder. The air tonight is so cold, the wind is blowing so hard.
Moses immediately glanced at Bayyinah, when Amran was speaking now. He is jealous, because Amran often steals the opportunity to chat with Bayyin, even though something is not important.
”You want a coffee? I make all of you” said Salam offered.
”He wants to, sorry to take care of." Moses accepted the offer and Salam smiled.
”Gus Mu more handsome yes.”
”Pinter is also the person, the voice is good."
The middle-aged women praised. And continuing to pay attention to the man, Shafiyah who heard only smiled. It's okay, they're old, just so don't the young girls who blatantly praise you so.
The event continued, until the end and the time was already showing at 11 p.m. The event was closed with a joint ceremony, again led by Gus Mu. After the event was over, everything disbanded in an orderly manner. The santri return to the dormitory, those from other villages return to their village. Shafiyah went home with her in-laws and her brother-in-law, Wafi, Salam and Moses were still busy chatting with the senior ustadz and the young ones as well.
Afsheen invites Bayyin to make seblak, but Bayyin refuses, he is sleepy let alone Raihanah. Finally Afsheen intends to invite Shafiyah.
”Neng, make seblak yuk." Take Afsheen and Shafiyah who had gone up the stairs to look up, and look at her.
"Holy hrs this hour?” shafiyah said as she glanced at the wall clock.
”Yes nothing, already bought his claw, his meatballs, his other topping as well. Come spiel!" Afsheen. Raihanah in the room who heard her son's voice just smiled faintly.
”Yes already, but it's still cooking.”
”Yes, your time. Later to be a porridge,” taunted Afsheen and Shafiyah giggled.” Don't laugh like that, serem. It's the night."
”Yes end want, how else." Shafiyah continued to chuckle and the two went to the kitchen. Shafiyah prepared the seasoning, and Afsheen cut all for the seblak topping. Meatballs, sausages, cauliflower and tofu. The two chatted, and laughed a little.
Both the son-in-law and the eldest finally came home. Saying a greeting and the two women in the kitchen answered him, Moses went straight into the room. Greetings also to his room and Wafi to the kitchen.
”Had seblak again seblak again, pagawean si Niyyah,” said Wafi and saw all the ingredients on the table. Then he sat down.
pagawean/behavior.
”Ya biarin,” said Afsheen replied.
”Aa if you want to sleep, go to sleep first,” said Shafiyah and Wafi blinked her eyes, then glanced at Afsheen with the tail of her eyes busy with the pan at this time.
”Come to the room," Wafi whispered.
”Ih, Fiyah would like to make a similar tea Niyyah first a." Shafiyah and Afsheen heard it. Wafi snorted bitterly because his wife was so clueless.
”The habit if there is Niyyah Shafiyah must be very difficult in deketin, the basis of the jenong Niyyah." Wafi muttered annoyedly. Afsheen always keeps Shafiyah busy with her if she comes home.
”Yes, I slept first." Wafi was so resigned. Covering his head with a turban. Is there no ration for him tonight? all kinds of medicines.
"Yes." Yeah." Shafiyah and Wafi were getting sad.
Seblak has begun to cook, Afsheen and Shafiyah try it repeatedly until the seasoning feels right, not salty, not not too savory but very spicy. After maturing, the two enjoy it together. Afsheen glanced at his hapeen, successive messages coming in from Salam, even though the man was in the room. Salam asked Afsheen to go to his room, but she did not read him until Salam called and Afsheen refused the call, sending a message that he was still busy with Shafiyah.
”Pedes really,” Shafiyah said.
”Thankfully makes it a little, but delicious,” said Afsheen.
”Ih not strong me, but only me.” Shafiyah surrendered.
”Commonly too, pungent from where the neng.”
”Pedes that much, I am a spectator deh.” Shafiyah got up, stepped into the refrigerator and picked up the cold water. Then he sat back down and felt his lips getting hotter.
After the breakup, the two split up. In the room, Wafi had not slept and turned his head as his wife entered. Shafiyah locked the door and removed her veil and veil.
”Why?" ask Wafi.
”Pedes is so hot, my lips are hot."
”That's not a lot of chilies if it makes as little as possible, you eat a spicy food for a few days I see. Stop, it will hurt," said Wafi nagging, he got out of bed and approached his wife. Cupping his two cheeks was gentle and looking around Shafiyah's lips flushed red. Wafi blew it, and Shafiyah silently watched her husband's handsome face.
”Again a." Pinta Shafiyah and Wafi smiled. And Wafi blew it again.
”Udah, clean-up, change clothes, sleep. I'm waiting, want to hug.” Wafi whined and Shafiyah hit her husband's chest spoiled.
”Review if more than a hug."
”Ya up to me dong, up to later.” Wafi smiled faintly and Shafiyah glared. Shafiyah stepped up and grabbed a special towel for her face, her face feeling dusty and greasy now.
Shafiyah cleaned up and came out wearing only her bath towel, she was silent to see her husband was asleep. He looked tired and was very worried to see it. Shafiyah immediately put on clothes, took off her hair, and then climbed into the bed. Wafi woke up and Shafiyah held him warm.
”Cold neng,” said Wafi between conscious and not.
”I hug,” says Shafiyah. She pulled the blanket first, then hugged her husband tightly. Wafi's face sank into his wife's rancid chest, which was slightly different in size now. The masterpiece of his hands are very satisfying and anti-failure.