Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 69: Matjar HH
After the chat was over, Wafi and Herman returned home. Shafiyah silently watched the two, looking more familiar, she felt calm because before seeing the two coming, she was so worried. While Fajar continued to stare at his watch, he had to immediately return to the police station. Shafiyah continued to stare at her husband fixedly, Wafi raised both her thick eyebrows and Shafiyah shook her head.
”Dad home yes,” said Herman pamit.
”Eat first well, dad bring a lot of food why not eat?” lirih Shafiyah and Herman cupped her daughter's left cheek.
”Make you, and make everyone,” he said gently and Wafi smiled.
”Dad, thanks,” added Wafi and Herman nodded.
”Kakak also have to work again, take care, if there is any phone,”, said Fajar and Shafiyah to greet his hands. Now, his gaze turned to Wafi. Wafi threw open instantly, not that he would not forgive Dawn, but the wounds and heartache that he felt were too deep and imprint, until it was impossible to forget.” Mu, take care of Fiyah." Welcome asks. And Wafi just nodded.
”Mumu, if you have seen the store that you mean earlier, call aja,” said Herman and Wafi wide-eyed to hear it, his cheeks immediately flushed called like that by his father-in-law. She was very shy, and that funny call from uminya was no longer suitable for her. He's an adult, you could say he's old now.
”Emmm yes,” says Wafi shyly. Shafiyah simply smiled faintly seeing her husband so.
Dawn and Herman left, Raihanah dropped to the door, and then she went back in and approached Fara. While Wafi and Shafiyah went to the second floor. Both are in the room at the moment.
”Neng, bobo here neng." Take Wafi and Shafiyah. Shafiyah flushed down her body, she was silent as her robe was pulled by Wafi, until the man could see her tight belly.
”Assalamu'alaikum dear, have not been greeted abi from earlier, abi busy, make money for Dede same umi,” said Wafi and his lips stuck in Shafiyah's stomach.
”Wa'alaikumus Salaam abi, the spirit of finding the money." Shafiyah replied and Wafi looked up with a smile.
The man now leaned his back, Shafiyah shifted and leaned against his chest.” Whose name is our son? we haven't found a good name.”
”Should find a guy's name with a girl right bi?"
”Yes yes, we look for the best name, the best, may a good and good name be a prayer for our child at every step.” Wafi smiled and Shafiyah too.
”Aamiin,” said the girl then silent when her veil is opened, in the veil and her snail. Wafi combed his wife's hair, then smelled her fragrant smell.” Abi want a girl or a boy?”
”Have to be that guy.”
”Mending chick, later on made up veil, bando, in pigtail, definitely funny.” Shafiyah was so excited.
”Ya boys are also the same, used Koko clothes, peci, sarong, funny.” Wafi did not want to lose, and was so enthusiastic about imagining his son later, what would be done.
”If what girl is born now?"
”Yes it's okay, later make the same ask to God a boy," she said so lightly and Shafiyah pinched her husband's chest. Wafi grimaced, pretending to be in pain and Shafiyah stopped.
”Pregnant is tired bi, especially if you are dizzy, not easy to know.”
”That's the privilege of a dear woman, getting a noble nature. Patience, do not let your reward fall from complaining, must be sincere even though it is difficult, do not complain about the taste, but think about how lucky we are to be given a baby in this fast time, out there many are married but God has not given offspring, it is a test, a severe test and torture the inner,” said Wafi scolded subtly and Shafiyah was silent for a moment. Until he bent his face deep.
”Asstaghfirullah thing adzim," continue to beristighfar while stroking his stomach." Healthy-healthy yes son, umi same abi already can't wait to see you,” he added back and Wafi peeked Shafiyah cheek, then in the aftertast to his stomach.
”Oh yes, it was dad nawarin shop, which is not far from your campus, you know? near the state school."
”Oh yes, it's big, kegedean, the rent is expensive. Obviously I know, I'm often asked to take the rent usually, one store is empty, it's been a few months.”
”Daddy you are diligent yes dear, it has been successful, still want small businesses, rent the same shop shop shop shop shop shop. This is trivial work make the size of rich people like you,” he said softly, feeling slapped on his own words.
”Daddy once said, large or small sustenance should not be rejected. A million dollars will not be a million if small money like 20 thousand does not exist. Dad said how much money is the rent? just a time to get a discount, it's the same son-in-law hehe." Shafiyah chuckled, and the anxious Wafi cupped the two cheeks, peeping at his wife's forehead, nose and lips the longest. Shafiyah was silent, and bit her lip after the kiss came off. The longer, the more he felt the soft touch of that rough hand. Moreover, Wafi who now spends a lot of time at home.
”Say father do not have to pay, I am also confused, I already made it was still not given, just keep it said it is up to when, but I still do not feel good.” Wafi complained, without telling her what Herman told her, that was all a matter of the past. Shafiyah did not need to know, as well as her other family, Wafi still did not expect, if she had been held by Sara and often played around with Dawn. He did not remember, he was still very small back then.
”Yes if you have said that, just accept it. If I refuse, I'm angry."
”Then neng,” said Wafi whispered.
”Yes it's okay, you don't ask, loving dad, just accept. Make good use, take care of it well, Thank God we want to open the business, given the same path of Allah yes bi," he said softly and Wafi listened, at the end of his wife's speech, making Wafi smile in awe.
”Iya dear Alhamdulillah, do'ain yes, hopefully smooth, bestselling and blessings for our family.”
”Iya bi, aamiin.” Shafiyah continued to guarantee it and Wafi was now holding it warm. Shafiyah continued to lean on her husband's chest.
In the afternoon, Shafiyah was watering the plants, there was a man wearing a uniform with the attributes of her cosmetic store name Sara. Shafiyah was silent and pecked the water tap.
”Assalamu'alaikum, punten.” Exclaimed the man.
”Wa'alaikumus Salaam, what's wrong with kang?” shafiyah asked after answering her greeting.
”Tipan from Bu Sara,” said the man was a little nervous and thrust the package from outside the fence. Shafiyah accepted it and stared at the parcel from her mother. And he could already guess the contents.
”I miss mom,” he said hoarse and grabbed his gap on the table. Trying to call his mother, once, twice the call was not answered. Shafiyah stopped and was afraid of making her mother angry. What matters now is that a mother's affection will never go away even if a mother's lips say she doesn't want to meet and asks not to come.
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Today, the store that Herman promised was actually given to Wafi and Shafiyah. Wafi cleaned it, helped by two students. Shafiyah sat watching, and continued stroking her stomach.
”Bi can go down?" asked Shafiyah, who was held by Wafi on the table, because the girl could not stay still and continued to work, when clearly she was pregnant.
”Diem! if it comes down, I'll drive it home." Threatening Wafi and Shafiyah whizzed. The two santri among them just continued to smile, feeling anxious themselves with the spoiled manner of Shafiyah, and their gluttonous and fierce Gus. Wafi never shows everyone how his attitude changes when he is with Shafiya, alone. He was often indifferent, rarely spoke and only held Shafiyah's hand if in the crowd.
Shafiyah let out a rough sigh, and silently did not speak anymore. Suddenly his two eyes rounded, as he felt something in his stomach.
”Abi, Abi belly Fiyah!" shafiyah and Wafi screamed.
”Astaghfirullah, why Ning?" ask one of the students. Wafi stepped quickly and approached his wife.
”Sick? which side? I told you not to go along, how stubborn! we go to the hospital now.” Wafi panicked, already about to hold his wife but Shafiyah instead laughed.
”I'm okay, my stomach is not sick, your child is kicking, our child is moving, amused.” Shafiyah was so enthusiastic to say everything, Wafi was still gawking and the two santri chuckled at the confused and panicked face of Gus Mu. Shafiyah hit her husband's arm and Wafi regained consciousness from her daydream, Shafiyah grabbed Wafi's hand, placed it on her stomach but Wafi could not feel anything. He finally bent down, sticking his ears and cheeks.
”Aaaaa! Masya Allah, again deck again.” Wafi was so happy, and kissed his wife's stomach. Shafiyah laughed while holding Wafi's shoulder. Wafi continued to smile, and silently felt the movement of her baby inside there. She was getting impatient to see the baby. Tomorrow, Shafiyah will do USG, she can't wait for tomorrow.
After quite a long movement and several stops, baby Shafiyah and Wafi began to calm down again, as Wafi chanted the shalawat next to his wife's stomach. Wafi kissed again and again Shafiyah's stomach, she did not expect, felt a dream, her baby twitched, as if knowing she was approaching and stroking it.
”Udah,” says Shafiyah. She pulled her husband's shoulder and Wafi clasped his wife's hand tightly.
”New now?”
”Yesterday I was also nervous, but the movement just now, very agile. I can't wait for bi.” tomorrow
”From here we go home, you have to rest,” Wafi said and release his hand, he kissed the brow-friendly Shafiyah and Shafiyah smiled sweetly.” I'll clean things up, you shut up, you'll say nothing." Resolutely continued.
”Iya bauble." Shafiyah sneered at him and Wafi smiled faintly. Wafi rushed to continue his work, so he could go home soon.
After the store is cleaned, the nameplate of the cake shop is held by Wafi and a santri named Hanan. The other one is throwing a bolt.
”Bi, less to the left!" shafiyah exclamation gave direction. Wafi and Hanan shifted the nameplate of the store slowly.
”Not yet?” exclaim Wafi.
”Iya, already. Just fit in there, don't slide it again." Shafiyah enjoying.
”Hold, let me." Pinta Waffes.
"Yes Gus.” Hanan answered.
Shafiyah silently watched, until finally the object was installed perfectly. Wafi and Hanan go down in turns. The three men retreated away to see the name of the newly installed store. By the name of Matjar HH(Habibi and Habibah). The store is quite large, Shafiyah and Wafi are already preparing to sell drinks also in the store, the store with the second floor, in the middle of Wafi blocking the back room with the plywood painted, and the, and painted the name of his cake shop. Across there is a mosque, it is also what makes Wafi happy. Wafi and Shafiyah hired Hanan and Rudi.
”Alhamdulillah done well,” said Wafi.
”His stuff when moved here Gus?" ask Rudi.
”In sha Allah tomorrow afternoon, the morning I have a job,” replied Wafi. And both nodded their heads. After that, Hanan and Rudi returned to the pesantren first, Shafiyah and Wafi were still in the shop. Shafiyah felt a little nauseous smelling the smell of paint. Though it was not stinging, like a few days ago, she was sensitive to the smell, her husband alone was not allowed to wear perfume.
”Come on up." Take Wafi and Shafiyah to follow him, only half a ladder, Wafi turned and carried his wife.
”Fear of falling,” Shafiyah said and held firmly on the nape of her husband. Wafi smiled and after arriving at the second floor, he lowered Shafiyah. Shafiyah stepped near the window, the second floor can be used to store things, or rest.
”We buy a mattress later, a small one, if abi tired, abi can sleep. Mat is also necessary right, the floor mattress is possible, our employees must also need a break,” Shafiyah said without turning her head and Wafi hugged her from behind.
”Bawel really bumil,” whispered hoarse and Shafiyah shuddered amusedly heard it, especially when the lips were accidentally affixed to his ear, which was blocked by two cloths. But it still feels like it's making goosebumps.
”When do you want to make another cake? Fiyah couldn't wait to try, so first," said the girl so cheerfully.
”Later, now mah tired. Do you like pastries?"
”Kue which is like how Fiyah likes, especially if the abi makes,” he said while turning around and Wafi smiled. The two stared at each other fixedly and Wafi leaned her head, kissed the blocked lips and Shafiyah smiled.
”I make it special later, special for you."
”Make umi?"
”Iya make umi too. Now that we go home, you should take a break.” Take Wafi and embrace his wife's waist, both of them leave the second floor, and after that leave the store after the store is closed and locked.