Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 66: Origin of the dip

”Udah do not cry,” said Raihanah while hugging her daughter-in-law.” You guys fight why? Wafi left because it was time to pray ashar, just him himself. You're angry because your child is unemployed now? what you should know, from SD he has helped Umi make a living. Especially now that he has a wife and his wife is pregnant, he will not shut up, and abandon you. Your life is like this, son, simple, you who usually get transfer money once a week, should be able to manage your husband's salary once a month. And now you have to manage the living of your uncertain husband. Allah is rich, do not feel poor and fear not to eat.” Raihanah spoke near the ears of her daughter-in-law and Shafiyah just kept crying.

*****

Evening day came. Shafiyah curled up and was still awake, her husband had not returned until now. The man he was waiting for was standing on the balcony, staring in the pitch-black around him. And wait for Shafiyah to fall asleep, and then she'll come in. Wafi turned his head and Shafiyah who had just come out of the room looked at him, the girl was already wearing a jacket, carrying a flashlight somewhere. Shafiyah looked down in fear and Wafi turned around and noticed his wife.

”Where are you going?" resolutely Wafi, who was afraid that the girl had run away and left.

”You go outside." Shafiyah replied and both of her husband's thick eyebrows furrowed.

”Ngapain? what time is it?” sternly Wafi and Shafiyah shrieked in fear. Wafi stepped over to his wife, then opened the room door, and his hand slowly grabbed the flashlight from Shafiyah.” Login.” His connections rule.

”I was going to come out followed by Gus Mu, because he did not go home,” he said explaining and Wafi frowned in wonder.

”Why call him Gus anyway? really bummer.” Mumbled Wafi and Shafiyah lowered her head.

”Log in!" the Wafi's return.

”Sama Gus, want the same Gus." Shafiyah whined and shook her husband's arm. Wafi looked at his arm and Shafiyah smiled.

”Don't smile, log in!” her orders were ketus and Shafiyah let go of her arm. The girl looked sad and entered, opening her veil, jacket and veil.

”Eat first Gus, haven't eaten yet right?” shafiyah.

”Later!” briefly Wafi then took off the pecans, undressing his cocoa for him to replace with a regular shirt. Shafiyah was silent, watching that burly back, she was eager to hug him. But her husband is angry, if he forces the one with her husband, more angry later.

”Ya already,” said the girl resigned. He climbed up and crawled then curled up helplessly.” Patience tun, we sleep not hugged abi you tonight. Let umi aja hug, umi a." Sindir Shafi and Wafi turned.

”But! what the hell. Don't bring Utun into our problems. Don't mess around, later in slebew new to know the taste!” timpal Wafi was quick and he was upset. Shafiyah smiled faintly, she was sure her husband would not be able to get angry at her for too long, she was wrong, she would apologize if her husband's anger had started to subside.

”Tuk ah," said Shafiyah and Wafi glared back. Wafi sat in a chair, in front of a table, bare-chested, opened his laptop and drank water in a bottle on the table, which he always prepared himself first, and now it was always Shafiyah who prepared it. Shafiyah fell asleep, the girl was not difficult to sleep, except being a lot of mind burden. After Wafi finished his work he turned his head, then closed his laptop and got up.

Wafi picked up a white t-shirt in the closet, then she climbed on top of the mattress. He lay down and kept watching his wife's back. Wafi nudged Shafiyah's leg with her foot but the girl did not react. Wafi smiled feeling pleased, she shifted into the blanket. Raised Shafiyah's head and put his arm into his wife's pillow. Suddenly Shafiyah squirmed, Wafi was silent until she held her breath. The girl turned around, her face stuck to Wafi's chest and quietly began to feel comfortable. Wafi slowly hugged his wife, seeking warmth from his wife's body that began to contain. The two also slept together, Shafiyah was so cute looking attached and curled up next to her husband's field chest.

*******

The next morning, Raihanah noticed Wafi and Shafiyah appeared to be indifferent to each other. Are both still alive now? Raihanah can only pray for the good of her child's household. Shafiyah finished her breakfast first and she had to leave for college soon.

”Add more neng,” said Raihanah.

”Udah full umi, Fiyah should leave immediately,” shafiyah and glanced at her husband. There was no sign of her husband taking her to college.

”Oh yes already,” said Raihanah and Shafiyah greeting her mother-in-law's hand, then her husband.

”Assalamu'alaikum,” says Shafiyah.

”Wa'alaikumus Salaam.” Raihanah and Wafi replied. After Shafiyah left, just as Raihanah opened her mouth, Wafi immediately got up and shook her hand. Saying greetings and taking a quick step after Shafiyah.

”Pura-pretura cuek, turn has gone horboh,” said Raihanah and kept laughing.

Outside, Wafi was speechless seeing Shafiyah talking to Aidan. He snorted and snorted, jealousy arose.

”You together? I'm the same as my sister, Romlah." Take Aidan to see Shafiyah in a hurry.

”Bareng aja.” Take Romlah too. Romlah came to teach at the Al Bidayah pesantren, only afternoon and evening home. But last night he stayed because of the rain. Aidan and Romlah will take a taxi and a taxi will soon arrive.

”Emmm how ya.” Shafiyah was confused because her husband was always cynical when it came to Aidan.

Tidztt! the sound of the car horn made the three of them startled. Shafiyah smiled seeing her husband following. Romlah immediately retreated away, his heart was racing now, his breathing was hunting and he was eager to hold his chest. For the first time, he saw Gus Mu directly. Since he had only taught 3 days, he had never had the chance to see the man.

”What is this?" tanya Wafi and embrace his wife's waist. Aidan looked down and could not see the girl he loved with her husband. Wafi had absolutely no idea, if the girl behind Aidan was Romlah. Very closed, just like Shafiyah.

”We just talked earlier, I'm late." Shafiyah whispered and Wafi let go of her embrace, turning to grab his wife's hand and clasping her tightly.

”We first, assalamu'alaikum," said Wafi.

”Wa'alaikumus Salaam.” Aidan and Romlah. Wafi pulls his wife's arm, taking the girl away from the presence of a man he knows has a taste for his wife.

Shafiyah did not stop smiling, until she entered and sat down quietly. The car drove and Wafi was silent.

”There is jealousy!” shafiyah exclaimed suddenly and Wafi turned her head at a glance.” Temen me, not Gus Mu. Gus feeling?"

”Diem neng,” pinta Wafi upset.

”No want, before we talk carefully, and Gus Mu do not dodge.”

”Don't call Gus gas Gus hold, kesel dengernya.” Wafi protest in high tone.

”Kan is called that right?”

”Do you feel like someone else? yes it's down there.”

”Ah aa mah seriously continue, just kidding doang too. Yes it stopped, Fiyah came down.” Threaten the girl and Wafi reflexively resist, by grabbing her hand.” Aa's driving."

”Yes already diem, don't hold the door, don't ask out.” Firmly the man and Shafiyah nodded according. Wafi let go of his hand and drove back at moderate speed. Arriving at the campus, Shafiyah exited after Wafi opened the car door.

”I went to college."

”Hmmm,” just that sound coming out of Wafi's lips. Then shut up when his hands are on the snuggle.

”Assalamu'alaikum.”

”Wa'alaikumus Salaam.”

Shafiyah took a quick step and Wafi watched him, until his wife actually entered and drowned among the other students.

*****

The residence of Chairil and Khalisah. The two were enjoying a warm tea along with a banana fry, on the porch of the house. Khalisah seemed to think of something and Chairil was busy playing his hape.

”Bi, he said that he had quit the company. What if Abi is the one who changediin.” Giving a suggestion that makes both Chairil's eyes immediately rounded.

”What's the connection from which side? that's his grandfather's legacy Wafi's company, not my grandfather's, there's-there's you. I also don't understand and don't care, don't be weird.” Firmly Chairil and he was upset with the speech so' know Khalisah.

”Yes aja you are lucky,” said Khalisah and Chairil sighed rudely.

In the afternoon, Shafiyah got a call from Meri. His mother was sick he said and was at the house of Dawn. Shafiyah was very worried and the promise would come at this time also to the house of Dawn.

”I permission my husband first yes brother,” lirih Shafiyah.

Meri lowered her head, and she had to go to the hospital.

”Bu, I have to go,” said Meri.

”Yes already, I'm here with Rezki, wait for Shafiyah.” Sara allows. Meri was not out of thought, maybe her mother-in-law would introduce Shafiyah with a man, but clearly, Shafiyah was married. And Rezki doesn't seem to know that. Meri finally left, he sent a message to Fajar to go home if possible because his mother acted.

”May Fiyah come with Wafi, pity her if alone ngadepin mother.” Meri muttered as she continued to step up and got into her car.

Long enough to wait, Shafiyah finally arrived. Rezki was already tingling and was constantly being questioned by Sara. Sara asks for the syrup, and Rezki waits. Rezki turned his head as the door opened from the outside.

”Assalamu'alaikum," said Shafiyah. He was easy to get in because Satpam clearly knew him.

”Wa'alaikumus Salaam." Rezki answered and stood up. Shafiyah lowered her head and Rezki silently stared, staring at the covered girl. Shafiyah glanced to the left, looking for where the mother and the owner of the house were. As he was about to pass Rezki, Rezki raised his hand.

”Sorry, were you that girl back then? which I accidentally hit in the alley?” rezki and Shafiyah just remembered now.

”Do I make damage to your car? till you get here? this is my sister's house, broken next to where huh?” shafiyah.

”Oh it turns out this is you, the bag pantesan is the same. Absolutely no damage, I am here the same..”.

”She Rezki, her daughter's mother,” said Sara who just came out of the kitchen. Shafiyah was confused, seeing her mother was fine.” Keep it on the table, make another one for Shafiyah.” Pinta Sara to the aunt who works at the house.

Sara grabs Shafiyah's shoulder and takes Shafiyah to sit.” He's Rezki, handsome right? anakny is also polite, he's Aunt Hanum's son with Om Tian,” said Sara and Shafiyah astonished. Why does this relationship smell like matchmaking? what his mother forgot, he's married.

”Gus..”

”Shafiyah new 19 years." Sara interrupted Shafiyah's remark and pressed her daughter's back to be silent, not mentioning Wafi.” You guys know each other?”

”Meeting you accidentally aunty,” said Rezki with a big smile.

”Oh so, please chat. Aunt stay a while.” Sara got up and Shafiyah panicked." Accompany him.” Firmly Sara and Shafiyah clenched her hands firmly. The woman actually left and Rezki seemed happy to see her again. The two were silent, the longer they hadn't spoken to each other, the watery Shafiyah's eyes. Imagine how her husband felt, which was not at all considered to exist by his mother.

”Emmm Shafiyah, are you really ready to go to the wedding?” rezki said without further ado.

”Sorry, do you intend to marry a married girl? I am even pregnant sedanh,” said Shafiyah hoarsely then touched her stomach.

Rezki's tense face can't be hidden, married? got pregnant? what the hell, is Sara's mom playing him. Give her a false hope for the girl of her dreams. It hurt, Rezki couldn't hold back a reality that Sara had hidden.

”I..”

”Do not serve my mother, she does not like my marriage. That's why various ways are done to make me and my husband separate, this is a disgrace, it should not be talked to strangers. But I don't want any problems, and misunderstandings drag on.” Shafiyah interrupted Rezki's speech. Rezki bowed deeply and felt ashamed, his face so red at this moment.

”I really don't know.”

”Now you know, right? I beg you to go.”

Rezki's breathing rough, Sara's tricking him? or that girl is playing him right now.” Can I ask for proof?” rezki pinta.

”Asstaghfirullah hal adzim,” exclaimed Shafiyah then massaged her forehead.” Finally he took out his hape, showing a photo of his wedding with your gus that he made Wallpaper." My husband, a Gus at Al Bidayah boarding school, I am pregnant with his 4-month-old baby. Our marriage was not much known, very simple, I apologize for the mess my mother made. This is clearly detrimental to the father, time and energy wasted in vain. I'm sorry,” he added in detail and Rezki was very disappointed. Without thinking, Rezki immediately left the house without saying goodbye to Sara. Sara came out of the kitchen, carrying fresh pieces of fruit and drinking water that the aunt had brought. He was confused to see Rezki vanish like the earth.

”Rezki where?” ask Sara.

”Udah Fiyah expel. This Fiyah has a husband, why is the mother a matchmaker all?” ketus Shafiyah and Sara were inflamed to hear it.

”Who gave you permission to tell Rezki? who can you get permission from?” sara and auntie screamed in panic. Sara puts her rough tray on the table and aunt goes to the kitchen.

”That's my right Ma'am!"

”He's unemployed, ex-con, what are you looking for from a guy like that huh? I'm worried about your future. I love you, son." Sara's persuasion got into action.

”Fiyah dear same a Wafi, after all there is no intention of Fiyah to leave Fiyah's husband."

”Live him son,” says Sara is still low.

”I'm pregnant, Gus Mu's son. You still dare to separate us?” firmly Shafiyah and Sara immediately gripped the two shoulders of her son was.” Ow!!" Shafiyah continued to scream and grimace.

”He touched you? damn you!!" snapped Sara.

”He's my husband Ma'am, he's entitled to his wife i.”

”You think you're using Shafiyah's brain!" snapped Sara and pulled the child's head off.” You're a little girl, a fallin, I don't want to have a grandson of Berhan's, I don't want. Keep divorced with him, you will not be happy, never happy are you the same?”

”Mother istighfar!" firmly Shafiyah.” "Mom, marriage is not a trial. Play dipping directly left, not so ma'am. Astarghfirullah's. Fiyah just wants to be the same a Wafi, Fiyah really loves her,” she said hoarsely. Sara looked at Shafiyah sharply and Shafiyah's gaze was so weak it looked back at her.

”You're really defiant right now, go! don't go home, don't ever come home to us, or to your brothers' house. You'll regret Shafiyah. Go you!" drive Sara screaming, Shafiyah can only cry at this time.” Go away, let's just say you only have your husband, you don't have a father and a mother. Go!” continue to repel, and now push Shafiyah's shoulder constantly.

Shafiyah turned around and finally she stepped away. Arriving outside, the girl ran and after a long distance she stepped slowly. Shafiyah held onto her stomach occasionally, then her neck, she was very thirsty and could only keep going. From a distance, Wafi's car is seen. Wafi was confused to see his wife walking while daydreaming.

”Ngapain him?" Waffy wonders. Shafiyah quickly wiped her tears when she saw her husband's car, she did not want to explain anything, she did not want her husband to be more hurt by her mother's words. Wafi pressed the car horn once, stopped and went out and approached Shafiyah. Seeing his wife's eyes rubbed, he was sure something was wrong.

”Darling hey, you why? why is it crying like this?" Wafi immediately asked and Shafiyah shook her head.

”My stomach hurt earlier.” Her fad and Wafi panic.” Mom is fine, mending us home now.”

”Why can it hurt? we check, you don't eat carelessly dong dear,” said his nagging then embrace Shafiyah's shoulder, invite her into the car.

”I'm really thirsty.”

”There was water in the car, I bought it. Come in.” Wafi opened the car door and Shafiyah entered, the girl sat down slowly and soon Wafi also entered. Take a bottle of water and open the lid. Shafiyah pulled her niqob back, drank her water slowly and after that Wafi rubbed her wet lips.

”There's a problem, right? I know." Wafi continued to look at his wife.

”No gus.” Tried to argue.

”Don't Gus keep." Wafi protest felt anxious himself to see his wife.

”Iya sorry abi, sorry. Abi Mumu,” said Shafiyah quickly and stroked her husband's cheeks gently.

”Ish!” still protest.

”Yes, yes abi Muzammil Ali." Shafiyah cried again and Wafi smiled faintly. Wafi put his right palm on his wife's stomach was soft.

”Anak abi, do not move tight yes. Umi is sick he said,” said Wafi and Shafiyah felt calm with the gentle swab.

”Our baby is only 4 months old, not yet motion bi,” he added with a smile

”Ya is the same, just another motion, must be said from now.” Wafi did not want to be denied and Shafiyah chuckled. Her lentic fingers continued to stroke her husband's cheek.