Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 7: The Brotherhood

Afsheen lowered her head, hearing his ummah that so scratched the wound in her heart.

”Don't mess with Niyyah's own brother, let alone a brother. Abi you are not there, you are getting married soon. Still presumptuous you are not polite with your brother, then later he must come to be his sister's brash marriage guardian with him? Wafi your brother, Wafi Muzammil your brother Niyyah. Asstaghfirullah azim thing, hix." Raihanah's cry broke, her body decays on the floor. Niyyah panicked and sat down to approach her umi." Asstaghfirullah niyyah, did umi wrong educate you son."

Afsheen kept crying, and hugged her um tightly." Sorry umi."

”Do not apologize equally umi Niyyah, your sister is gone. Aa you go Niyyah, she rejected everyone. And his own sister threw him out, umi is sick Niyyah heard your words that denounced Wafi so vile. Umi's son is an ex-con, umi's son is wrong. But that does not mean, other children can insult him. Life in prison is not easy, 8 years your brother in brackets, and now when he comes out must bear the status of an ex-convict. We should support your brother, not the other way around. Umi is far from your Abi forever, then far from your sister Wafi for many years, and now Umi has to be far away again with the umi boy. Umi is not strong Niyyah, umi is tired. Umi want wafi here, Wafi son umi.” Raihanah continued to cry, cry, and call her name.

Afsheen got up, she threw her bag rough and ran out of the house barefoot, Faiza approached Raihanah in the kitchen, and Raihanah kept crying.

"Aa," said Afsheen. He kept running until everyone noticed.

"Ning, what's wrong Ning?" Ask an ustadz and Afsheen does not answer. Now the girl had come out of the boarding gate, glanced to the left, looking for her brother, but Wafi was far away. The man was already sitting on the bench of a bus, by the window enjoying a cigarette.

Wafi was silent, staring out the window, she turned her head as the bus stopped and two women came in, a pregnant mother and a girl. Wafi pecked his cigarette, then threw it out the glass of the bus. He got up, unceremoniously allowing the pregnant woman to sit down.

”Hatur nohun a,” said the woman.

(satur nohun/thank you).

Wafi nodded and he stood up while clutching his backpack, his treasures were inside there, he was afraid of pickpocketing. A girl who was looking for a seat, and saw Wafi who cared so much for the pregnant woman smiled widely. He had never seen a man be so sensitive. Wafi who was consciously noticed turned his head, the gazes of the two met.

”Wafi?" Exclaim the girl.

"It's Zoya?" Wafi asked with a smile.

"God, when will you be..." Zoya's words hang, and Wafi's down." Sorry." Zoya feels guilty.

”Nothing, how are you?"

"I'm good." Zoya replied with such enthusiasm.

”Where are you?"

”I want to go home, from home temen, nginep. I'm glad to see you, my father said. But I'm busy, haven't been to your house yet. Where are you going?" Zoya is so friendly and Wafi feels happy dealing with her. Zoya is getting prettier, with her red veil. And his black-colored robe.

”Nothing, same greetings Raihan yes. I'm going to town, I'm going to work."

”Where's work?"

”In martial arts, I was invited there by the owner.”

"Oh that, Alhamdulillah yes. Hopefully smoothly. Take good care of yourself wafi, by the way your face why?" Zoya is worried and Wafi touches her cheek.

”Emmm, this just fell,” said Wafi then turned away. Zoya smiled faintly, and spoke no more. He knew Wafi was lying, the man was still the same as before. Zoya is also deeply saddened that Wafi is in prison, and she knows Wafi is not completely wrong.

”Wafi, I'm asking for a phone number." Pinta Zoya and him hurriedly at this moment.

”I'm using phone umi, umi number me yes. You have it, right?"

”Oh ready, I first." Zoya waved her hand and Wafi nodded, the girl got off and stood by the side of the road watching Wafi in the bus. Wafi did not notice it, and the bus drove back at high speed.

After traveling on the bus for two hours, Wafi finally arrived at a village he was headed to, Wafi stepped slowly and pulled the black mask, he could not roam around freely revealing his face. Maybe, he's in trouble. Wafi walked into an alley and asked some people, where the martial arts training ground was. A grandfather leads the way to her and Wafi does not forget to thank her.

”Aduh, handsome. New students, or what?" Said the grandfather and watched Wafi's firm steps. Until Wafi disappears at a turn.

Arriving at the sanggar, Wafi circulated his gaze, many people and he was confused where to look for the owner of the sanggar. Wafi took another look at the address he had, and indeed that was his address.

”Who to look for?" The cry of a large-bodied man was creepy and approached Wafi.

”Assalamu'alaikum sir, I was asked to come here with Mr. Abhimanyu.”

”Wafi Muhammadil?" Ask the man and Wafi nods." Come with me." Take the man in step and Wafi follows him. Wafi swept around, and she became the center of attention. Wafi was led to his new residence, he immediately listened well to what he had to do, he did not get food, but the money to eat, the place to stay was guaranteed. The man exclaimed thankfulness in his heart, and hoped that the work could be of benefit to his family.

"Hopefully at home." Exclaimed the man earlier and Wafi nodded. He was left and received his room key. Wafi entered, did not forget to say hello. He dropped his rough body onto the mattress and closed his eyes. Wafi turned his head as his hape rang, he reached into his bag and Bayyinah called.

”Halo assalamu'alaikum Bayyin."

”Wa'alaikumus Salaam, aa how have you been to?”

”Alhamdulillah already, this is again a break. Don't worry, yeah.”

Bayyinah smiled, had not had time to answer his hape in the Raihanah serobot." Aa, if there's anything go straight home a.” Raihanah.

”Iya umi, don't worry. I'm here as a martial arts coach, do'ain, hopefully good." Wafi spoke as cheerfully as possible, in order for his umi to be unconscious, he was also injured to have far back with all his family.

"Thank God, don't forget a prayer. Umi kangen same voice aa."

”Let's go home, I promise you I'll pay in front of Umi. I am patient." Her speech was meek, soothing her dearest umi and Raihanah closed her eyes, listening to the voice and tone of her son who was the same as the deceased.

”Umi still wants you to go home," said Raihanah hoarse and Wafi chuckled.

”Umi don't cry. I was worried that Umi was crying like this. Do'ain I don't forget.”

”Without asking, umi always do'ain you. All umi's children." Raihanah smiled widely and Afsheen watched her.

After a long time, the smile was finally re-engraved. But still, Afsheen could not accept the return of Wafi.