Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 6: Split back

This morning is a sad morning for Raihanah, Wafi is leaving. He knew his son's position was now going awry, staying many opposed, going aimless, seeing his son battered. Raihanah finally let her son go for a while, until the situation could reconcile with the whereabouts of her son.

”Dragon yourself, bring a cape umi. Keep saying yes dear yes," said Raihanah. He gave his money and hape in order to communicate with his son, Wafi nodded and hugged uminya tightly.

”Later I go home ya umi,” said Wafi hoarse.

”Umi wait whenever it's son," replied Raihanah, Wafi turned her head. Noticing Bayyin who kept crying, she let go of his embrace and approached Bayyin, her aunt and uncle disapproving of her disappearance, but she could not be deterred, notwithstanding Breath, from her, Ahmad and Yemen continued to take him to one of the three.

”Neng, take good care of yourself." Wafi stroked her sister's head gently.

"Why they are evil as a hiks, aa not wrong. Maafin Bayyin, because Bayyin aa hated by everyone. Bayyin apologizes, hiks." Bayyin hugged the wafi tightly, continued to weep as he had, had just gathered with his brother and now had to split up again.

”Let me go home, bring good food for all of you. Do'ain me yes, may I be at home and smooth." Wafi smiled widely, but both of his eyes were red and watery, grieving she could not hide.

Wafi got up and turned his head when he saw Afsheen going to the kitchen, he followed his sister even though he knew Afsheen would not talk to him. Seeing the behavior of the two, Raihanah was sure something was happening, she stepped her feet to see what Wafi and Afsheen were doing.

”Neng, I'm leaving. Take good care of yourself, I brought a hape umi. Call if there's anything." Exciting Wafi and Afsheen were busy enjoying their breakfast, a simple fried rice dish, with onions, salt and flavoring. No side dishes, pound. Raihanah's life is very simple, her children live in pain, and they have to be difficult to adapt because as long as there is a husband, all the needs of life are very guaranteed. A widow can only scavenge a living as much as possible, short steps, unlike men, especially with the status of a widow who is often looked down upon, but not all widows do crazy things or sell their pride.

”Niyyah, I'm talking to you." Wafi sat down and he was very upset at the moment. Afsheen.

”Keep I should what a? Just go whatever, thank God that you don't come home. Our lives are three ordinary, without aa we can live." Sewot Afsheen then ate his breakfast again.

Wafi lowered his head and could only stroke his chest, beristighfar, in order to be given patience to face his own blood brother.

”Ya already then.” Wafi got up, she never stepped up and Afsheen watched her brother's back as hard as she could. Wafi turned around and she stepped quickly then hugged her sister forcibly." I love you, Daniyah, Niyyah. Aa love to you.” Wafi continued to hug Afsheen and Afsheen almost cried, her face flushed red, she pushed her brother's body strong and Wafi pushed until her back hit the wall.

”Go!!” scream Afsheen and throw the fried rice that he just enjoyed a few scoops of it into his sister's body.” Don't hug me, I don't want to be hugged by a murderer like you. And don't wear abi clothes anymore, I don't want abi clothes to be worn with his son, I don't want to. Go a, go as far as possible whatever. Should aa know yourself, aa ex-con and go home just make a shame.” Maki Afsheen and Wafi stared at him fixedly. Wafi's tears just escaped, hearing the humiliation from the lips of her sister, the sister she was guarding, and growing up with her.

”Padahan, before aa in jail. Niyyah often aa fat. If Niyyah is sick, Niyyah always wants to hear a sholawatan kayak abi." Wafi Gumam. And Afsheen turned around and her tears came pouring down.

Raihanah, who heard and saw Afsheen's attitude towards Wafi, was devastated. Where in educating his children, has he been misguided in educating his daughter? Until the heart to berate his brother, which can not be denied, when he married, Wafi who will be his guardian, replace his brother.

”Asstaghfirullah hal adzim Niyyah." Raihanah.

He retreated as Time stepped away from the kitchen, leaving Afsheen. Wafi tried to hold back her cries in front of the other family.

”Om inter." Take Nafis and Wafi shakes her head.

"Take it, make it eat. Of all of us." Fara grabbed Wafi's hand, put down a red sheet of money and Wafi clearly refused.

”Aibi," said Wafi.

”Accept, uwa don't like it if you refuse." Fahira and Wafi finally accepted. Raihanah smiled faintly, seeing the concern of all her husband's families to her son, living in harmony between the families was the most precious thing, Fahira, Faiza and Fara were so respectful of their brother-in-law Raihanah. Raihanah is an amazing woman, the wife of their brother.

”Still," said Wafi full haru. And everyone escorted her out of the house, Bayyin and Raihanah looked at Wafi grimly. Many santri and santriwati who pay attention, Gus Mu who is not recognized family genealogy, and stamp as a destroyer of the good name pesantren.

”Assalamu'alaikum," said Wafi so hoarse and turned his body so heavy.

”Wa'alaikumus Salaam." Everyone answered so sad.

”Aa!" Calling Raihanah loudly and Wafi looking down deeply, she did not dare to turn her head, seeing the sadness on her umi face.

”Umi, Wafi promise. Wafi will not repeat the same mistake, Wafi will be happyin umi, Bayyin and Niyyah. Do'ain Wafi ya umi, Wafi must be home." Wafi muttered and then his fingers moved rubbing his tears. Yemen was visibly inflamed, looking at the santri who were so disrespectful as Wafi passed in front of them. Faiza embraced her husband's soft arms, to calm him down.

Sabila was silent, watching Wafi leave, she and Wafi had not even had time to talk, both were so nervous, even though they used to play a lot.

Raihanah reentered, as did everyone, Fahira and her family had to go home today, and Raihanah could only give up her lonely home again.

In the kitchen, Afsheen put the fried rice strewn on the floor, her tears continuing to drip, after it was done. He grabbed his bag and was about to go to work. While coming out of the kitchen, Afsheen passed by her uminya, Raihanah pulled her child's arm rough.

"Where are you going?" Ketus Raihanah's.

"Niyyah work first umi." Afsheen grabbed Raihanah's hand, and Raihanah brushed it off.

"Sit's home!" Strictly Raihanah, Faiza who heard can only be silent as well as Bayyin.

"Umi, Niyyah has to work." Rengek Afsheen and Raihanah remain unwilling to give her permission to leave." Niyyah can be fired umi.”

Raihana remained silent, shaking his head. His index finger pointed at the chair for Afsheen to sit on.

”Umi, Niyyah has to work." Afsheen shook her common hand gently, persuading to be given permission, Raihanah turned her head with a sharp look, her red and watery eyes making Afsheen speechless.

”What umi wrong educate you neng? Or is your relationship out there really the result? Arrogant, rude, completely ignorant of manners to an older person. Your own brother, Muzammil!" Raihanah cried loudly, and Bayyinah in the living room gasped at her uminya voice.