Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 67: Still angry?
Shafiyah silently daydreamed, thinking of her mother's words. Nur next to him continued to talk even though he did not hear it. Shafiyah and some Santriwati were at the horse race, Shafiyah could only see, and had to resist the urge to ride a horse.
Shafiyah suddenly got up and Nur turned his head.” Shaffiyah! where to?” he shouted but Shafiyah did not answer.
At home, Wafi was writing something in a book, various cake recipes that he knew, and trying to remember what ingredients he had forgotten. Shafiyah came, climbed the stairs in a hurry and Wafi turned her head. The girl silently stared, staring at her husband fixedly and Wafi silently puzzled.
”What?” ask Wafi ketus.
”You hug." Shafiyah asked, stretching out her hands. Wafi frowned in wonder, his wife came to immediately ask for a hug so.
”Neng, we are again marahan yes, remember!” hardiknya refused his wife's request, Shafiyah lowered both his hands weak.
”But aa hit me last night.” Shafiyah smiled faintly, as she spoke like that, her husband's face immediately nervous.
”When?” Wafi tried to argue.
”Evening, last night too surely right?" the accusation of the girl is very precise, it is true. When he woke up Wafi was silent, but when he fell asleep, finished in the kiss and in the hug.
”You were delirious all night, I was forced." Trying ngeles.
”But I'm just pretending to be delirious." Shafiyah was honest and Wafi was speechless no more.
Shafiyah moved closer to her husband.
”Mau hugged, a moment is also okay," he said whining.
”I'm busy.” Wafi continued to refuse and Shafiyah looked down miserably.
”Fiyah is wrong, if aa angry naturally. But please, now Fiyah wants to be hugged a!” shafiyah exclaimed loudly, raising her head so boldly, and her tears spilled unbearably. Wafi got up from his seat and he noticed the look in his wife's eyes, which was not just a hug he needed, but protection and strength.
”Sini darling here.” Wafi stretched out her hands gently, Shafiyah's lips chipped and her two legs ran small approaching Wafi. She hugged her husband's body tightly, Wafi replied with such a gentle hand gesture.” Sorry, sorry I am. Why cry? is anyone disturbing? who would dare to disturb Gus Mu's wife, a cry shuttle, a wet chest is also okay, a cry if neng wants mah, as much, to be relieved," he continued softly.
Shafiyah raised her fist and looked at her husband with tears.” Don't stay with Fiyah.”
”No, I'm here.” Wafi chimed and then kissed his wife's forehead. Shafiyah smiled and re-attached her cheeks on her husband's field chest. Shafiyah's body suddenly drooped limp, the girl pulled her niqob backwards, released a hug and pushed her husband's chest.” Auntie!" Wafi panic.
”I'm a nauseous, really nauseous, dizzy,” said the girl. Wafi immediately swept her towards the bathroom, and there Shafiyah continued to vomit. Wafi massaged the nape of his wife and Shafiyah felt very weak. Wafi continued massaging Shafiyah's nape and shoulders, hoping to help and ease the pain she was experiencing.
”Udah bi udah,” said Shafiyah and Wafi stop.” Dizziness.”
”I make sweet tea, don't teach it today. I don't give permission, rest anyway. Think of the dear Utun, if you are sick, our child is also affected,” said Wafi hoarsely and Shafiyah nodded.
”Abi!” Shafiyah let out a small scream as her body was carried by her husband, Shafiyah held on to her husband's shoulders strongly, she was afraid of falling and Wafi took her out of the bathroom. He sat Shafiyah slowly on the sofa and then moved again to make warm sweet tea. Shafiyah smiled faintly, seeing how attentive Wafi was to her, although sometimes excessive and she always dizzy herself to face it. Shafiyah now opened her veil, pulling the hair tie until her hair was unraveled. Wafi occasionally glanced, seeing how beautiful the girl who was sitting with the pale face was.
”God, how much more can I lie to You, O Most Perfect Thing. You entrust her, a simple girl to accompany and perfect the worship of the servant, together struggling to get ridho and Mercy from You. Thank God, strengthen this heart and soul, O Allah, so that the servant can keep the trust of You, he is a good wife and a fetus that You deposited in his womb.” Wafi spoke softly in his heart. He continued to look at his wife and after the sugar was dissolved, he went to give it to Shafiyah.
”This is a darling,” said Wafi. He sat down and gave me a glass of warm tea. Shafiyah accepted it, drank it slowly and Wafi noticed it.” What do you think really is?”
”No," he still doesn't want to tell stories. Shafiyah continued to drink her warm tea, Wafi was silent but her hand kept stroking his wife's hair." It's bi." Shafiyah felt enough, about to put the glass and Wafi who took over and put it on the table. The two were now both silent, staring at each other fixedly and Wafi's gaze now landed on his wife's lips.
”I'm sorry, because I made a Wafi sad and disappointed with my words at that time. I am not strong if a Wafi keeps quiet, avoids and ignores me,” said the girl and Wafi raised his gaze, to the sad face of Shafiyah.
”That's okay, I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have ignored you yesterday, I'm sorry, sorry. Don't worry, during my efforts, for you and our baby-to-be,” added Wafi hoarse, he put his palm on Shafiyah's stomach that already feels tight. Shafiyah smiled, and grabbed Wafi's hand from her stomach, kissing the palm and back of that hand.
”Thank you a, Fiyah promised not to be so again."
"Yes, you have to understand, because I am also trying to understand you. If you want anything to say, if there is anything directly said, we open each other from now on. So that at other times, there is no such thing again," he said, stroking Shafiyah's cheek. Shafiyah smiled widely and nodded." I want to know, what happened at the Dawn house? you were different after meeting my mother, quiet, somber, sad, sad, I knew you were crying in the bathroom. Honestly dear, tell me everything with your husband,” he added.
Shafiyah was silent, just staring, hesitant to answer let alone explain at length and width, what her mother did and said, about her relationship with Wafi who was trying to be undermined, relentlessly.
”Honey, I don't like you diem, lie to me, hold something from me. I'm honest." Wafi asked while holding both hands of Shafiyah, stroking the rough back of that smooth hand. Finally Shafiyah nodded, although she was actually afraid that her husband would be hit by it.
”I don't know anything, don't misunderstand me. When I went to Fajar's house, there was a man who accidentally hit me at that time, it turned out to be the daughter of a mother, a soldier and could-be my mother-married same him. You just calm down, I'm clear everything is the same, if I'm married and pregnant with your child, our child. Mom is angry, I don't like my pregnancy. I was forbidden to come, have contact with my mother again," he added hoarse. Wafi was speechless, a pitiful look on his face could be seen by Shafiyah on that handsome face. Naturally her husband is sad, who is not sad if in the position of Wafi. Shafiyah and Wafi are both going awry now. Wafi let go of Shafiyah's hands, but now. He scratched back the two hands, clasped them tightly, and his eyes began to glaze over.
”Honey, answer honestly. Do you want to survive with me? both of us, and our son. In a simplicity unlike your previous life, full of luxuries and amenities from your family." Wafi exclaimed hoarsely, he lowered his head occasionally, staring at his wife's stomach.
”Should I be the one, would you like to fight or just shut up?” shafiyah firmly, and Wafi nodded.
”So that we can be the same, I need to fight until we become husband and wife. Especially now that you already have me, and the fruit of our love is your birth. I will fight, for a better life, and get the blessing of all your families" Wafi said. How could he play around with his future and happiness. Shafiyah smiled widely, she shifted and hugged her husband tightly, then closed her eyes.
”I believe,” lirih Shafiyah. And Wafi smiled widely, he returned his wife's embrace, then kissed his wife's head once.
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Today, the pesantren returned the arrival of Sabilla. Sabilla went out of town, to the family of her father there. Meditate and seclude to calm yourself from shock. Apparently, it is not the Khalisah that Wafi likes, but Shafiyah. Sabilla is upset and disappointed, the family event in her absence she bodo with it, until Ahmad and Fahira continue to reprimand. And worried about their eldest daughter. Fahira realized, looking into Sabilla's admiration for Wafi. But he was reluctant to interfere with matters of the heart, which could not be forced and suspected. She is happy with her niece's marriage to Shafiyah, Shafiyah's a good girl, everyone knows it.
Now, Sabilla was walking alone, her gaze fixed on Shafiyah who was sitting with Santriwati on the terrace of the dormitory. While reading a book.
”Eh Ning Sabilla has returned home.” Rosa whispers.
Shafiyah raised her head and lowered her head again.
”Wa'alaikumus Salaam," everyone replied.
”I want to talk to Shafiyah for a minute." Sabilla asked, Shafiyah immediately panicked and excited, from the tone of the woman's speech, it was clear, if she was angry.
”Oh Yes Ning." Rosa responded, and then took the others away. Shafiyah got up from her seat, and walked in front of Sabilla.
”What's Ning?" Shafiyah spoke softly as usual.
Sabilla suddenly thrust her arm.” Congratulations, on your marriage and Wafi,” Og Sabila and Shafiyah stared at the hand before her. Without hesitation he shook his hand, and the two stared fixedly at each other.
”I am very happy if then Ning can attend. How's the business, done?”
”You think I want to be on a happy day for you and Wafi, but it's a sad day for me!” firmly Sabilla and Shafiyah pulled her hand, as Sabilla's hand clenched, and it could have been her hand in pain.
”What is this Ning? my fault what?” plain Shafiyah said, she did not understand.
”Don't pretend you don't know, you know, before you and Wafi get married. I had already volunteered for the same Ta'aruf Wafi, but Wafi refused. So you caused it Shafiyah?” sabilla said in a hoarse voice. But so full of hardship.
”Sorry Ning, I'm the same Gus Mu is married, about the relationship you two have before, or Ning's intentions are the same Gus Mu before, I don't know knowing. Don't speak so anymore Ning, I don't like it, as if I'm considered a usurper," Shafiyah and Sabilla grinned.
”You've dared to be with me, Ning Sabilla!" assertive of emotions.
”I am also a descendant of Majdi, son-in-law of the late Pak kyai. I am Gus Mu's wife, and am pregnant with Majdi's descendants. Don't get me into any problems Ning, I'm busy and don't talk like this anymore. Ning can't be so casual,” Shafiyah said annoyed and jealous. Why did her husband never talk about it? sabilla was so sensitive to him.
”You..” Sabilla raised her finger, she stopped talking when she saw Chairil passing by with Faiza.
”What is this?” exciting Faiza.
Shafiyah looked down in fear." Assalamu'alaikum,” said the girl and immediately rushed away, rather than serving Sabilla.
”Wa'alaikumus Salaam." They answer.
”Dear your words Sabilla, do not carry around the name Majdi to demean and take advantage of others." Chairil said he strongly reprimanded Sabilla's actions.
”Not so are you," said Sabilla and Faiza gawking at hearing him. Chairil kept silent and looked at his cousin in annoyance.
”Sabilla!" call Faiza. Sabilla continued to walk away and Faiza followed her, but she stopped as Sabilla went behind the pesantren.
”Already umi, don't be chased, justin aja him.” Chairil whispered and Faiza nodded.
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Elsewhere, Wafi was buying milk from pregnant women with chocolate and Vanilla flavors according to Shafiyah's request. He bought two dus, and a few snacks as well. Unknowingly, Adi and Sara are in the same minimarket. Was buying mineral water and Wafi came out after they came out.
Sara was reaching into her bag, looking for a wallet that somehow slipped in which part. Adi was taking money at the ATM, both of them appeared to be dressed formally because they were going to attend a seminar.
”Ouch!" sara exclaimed as her hape fell, but was caught by Wafi from below. He had to bend down to grab the eaves." Accept,,,” Sara's greeting hangs when she sees who caught her hape.
”Bu," said Wafi and Sara snatching the blape from her hand.
”What the fuck? what are you doing hah?” Adi who just came directly encouraged Wafi to stay away from his mother.
”Come go Adi! we're in a hurry." Take Sara and pull Adi's arm. Wafi was silent and just grunting. He got on his bike, put on a helmet and Sara watched him from inside the car with a sharp look.
”Children's grabs." Sara cursed in her heart. Wafi was silent, waiting for Adi's car to go first. As Adi's car was leaving, Wafi turned his head. Looking at a paper that looks after the luxury car drove. Wafi came down and took it. A seminar invitation, a special invitation for the guest of honor, Sara. There it is written, Sara must bring the invitation card so that it can be entered more easily and directly delivered to other VIP guest associations.
”Hadeuh, so careless to have in-laws." Wafi grumbled, inevitably he had to catch up with Adi and Sara. Wafi rushed over, and was afraid that the car might go far.
Wafi drove his motorcycle at high speed, until he finally saw the car. Wafi continued to press the horn and Adi glanced at the rearview mirror.
”You what is he?" adi geram said.
”Why?" sara asked, she turned her head when she heard her son speak.
"Not Bu,” short Adi. He continued to drive his car, not caring about the sound of the motor horn and Wafi trying to catch up. Sara started to get annoyed with the sound of the horn, she turned her head and looked at her daughter-in-law behind.
”He would have asked for our money, he could not feed Shafiyah, especially Shafiyah was pregnant," said Sara and Adi silently.
Wafi continued to chase, and stopped pressing the horn, he was forced to overtake and block the car. When getting the opportunity to do so, Wafi immediately moved quickly and Adi braked suddenly.
”Damn it son!” asserted Adi, the child he called was the husband of his sister, who was even older than him. Wafi looks down and Sara is silent. Adi got out of the car and immediately gripped the strong collar of Wafi's shirt.
”You what are you? not enough Shafiyah huh? let alone you now!” Adi screamed and Wafi pushed her sister-in-law's body until it bounced a little.
”I have no intention to disturb, this is falling!" snapped Wafi while raising the invitation card in his hand. Adi fell silent and Wafi glared sharply. Adi looked down at the anger on Wafi's face, and Wafi was now approaching the car. He knocked on the windshield a few times, until Sara rolled down the windshield.
”Other times be careful," said Wafi while thrusting an invitation card. Sara fell silent and accepted. Without waiting for a long time, Shafiyah would also have been waiting for him, Wafi left immediately. And Sara kept noticing Wafi's departure until the man was far from her sight.