Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 70: Not unhappy.
Wafi and Shafiyah were discharged from the hospital, both of whom appeared moody after seeing the results of the USG. Wafi slowly turned his head, looking at the look of Shafiyah's eyes that looked worried, he reached for his wife's fingers and Shafiyah turned her head. Both were in the parking lot next to the car.
”Do not worry dear, the sustenance of all humans has been given each ration by God. I'm still in charge, what makes you so moody? it's okay our children are twins, thank God we have to be grateful darling," said Wafi, wiping the tip of his wife's head.
”Usaha just started, we have no savings for two babies a. I am also not sure that I can be a normal baby, twins, our child,” Shafiyah said hoarsely and then let go of Wafi's hand grip, and she massaged her forehead in frustration. She is worried, scared and insecure about being able to take care of her baby at once.
”Yang, don't say that, you have to be sure you can. Aunt Fara has twins, a normal body, everyone can, this is an incredible trust for us. God is rich, I will try, and with prayer, do not be so and think things complicated. That would be hard darling.” Wafi continued to try to encourage, naturally Shafiyah was worried, she was too, but she should be able to calm her wife as a husband and a father in a moment.
”Hopefully everything is smooth yes bi," said Shafiyah heavily.
”Aamiin, we go home, or what do you want to buy first?"
”Live home aja.” Briefly while pulling the car door and Wafi held back the car door, as Shafiyah walked in. Shafiyah looked really anxious, not that she was unhappy, but that her worry was not able to hide.
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Tonight, the weather was so cold, Wafi and Shafiyah were sitting and leaning, their feet wrapped in the same blanket. Both of them were looking at a family album photo, Shafiyah was flabbergasted to see a picture of her husband as a child, so cute, handsome and mimic the face of his jutek was already from childhood it turned out, already ingrained.
”This Bayyin same Niyyah." Show Wafi with her finger and Shafiyah smiled.
”Funny, Niyyah tea seems very active ya bi.”
”She was a centil from a long time ago, fierce, somewhat tomboyish, school time let alone. No guy dares to teletin her even beautiful.”
”Then is that so?"
”Iya, people who know how umi used to be, he said Niyyah kayak umi. Aunt Faiza most often stories, because before marriage same abi, umi same aunt Faiza sahabatan.” Wafi explained with a smile, and Shafiyah too. He pulled the album photo sheets back, and many photos of Raihanah and Fashan.
”This is abi why cry?" point to Shafiyah, when looking at a photo of Wafi with a red face and tears.
”I'm finished in that circumcision, don't look. Shy.” Wafi immediately closed the photo with another page. Shafiyah chuckled at his sight.
”Later if you mess around, I circumcise for the second time,” he said threateningly and Wafi smiled knotfully.
”Do not dong briefly run out, you yourself are bothered." Wafi smiled wryly and Shafiyah pursed her lips. After finishing looking through the photos, Wafi glanced at the wall clock. Shafiyah grabbed her hape and she got a message from some of her college friends, they tried a free pastry Wafi made yesterday. And now many are ordering cakes, with different flavors, and different sizes of jars. For a small size it costs 35 thousand, which is 55 and the largest 70k. Shafiyah grabbed a small book, wrote down there the cake her husband had to make.
”Abi work a lot,” said the girl and gave the paper to Wafi. Wafi saw it, about 37 jars. Wafi was silent and his eyes were round.
”That's a lot," said the man and Shafiyah smiled.
”They like, Thank God. They also asked when the store was open,” added Shafiyah then kissed her husband's cheek gently and Wafi replied quickly. In forehead.
” Thank God, thank you for helping me baby, honestly I actually do not have the heart.”
”I just help promotion, make our pastries sell also in online sales applications, we help each other because it should be so. Thanks, it has given us good sustenance, although abi had to fret about extraordinary tiredness,” he said while touching his stomach, then Wafi put his hand on the back of his wife's hand.
”I love very much you, the best woman, the most extraordinary sustenance I have ever obtained is you Habibah, sustenance, deposit and grace of Allah SWT,” he said hoarsely, then he kissed his wife's entire face without a bulkhead, so soft and Shafiyah smiled thinly. It is not easy to live with a man like Wafi, whose life is given to all the students and pesantren, a simple life that Shafiyah is very grateful for and enjoys. Her husband is not unemployed, but her husband is struggling in business, a job that in sha Allah is very good if we do it with honesty. The store has been targeted by many buyers, especially loyal customers since the first, they are happy that the Pak Kyai family will open a store and sell cakes again. Unceasingly Shafiyah and Wafi carried out promotions, endeavors and prayers. Shafiyah also saw her husband getting healthier, not looking tired and stressed like working in a company. Because Wafi enjoys his work now, despite the uncertain results, the profit and loss he will experience. A risk of a merchant and Wafi is ready, and surrender whatever happens to his life.
”Don't change yes, love me, love me like now, never forget our struggle if you have succeeded later,” said Shafiyah and Wafi nodded, then hugged his wife slowly.
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This morning, Bayyin and Moses are shocked by the doctor's account. Yep! both are in one of the hospitals, to check the condition of Bayyin who lately often experience symptoms of pregnancy but Bayyin is not aware of it.
”What is this really doctor? my wife is pregnant?" moses asked to be sure.
”Yes, the estimate is already about 4 weeks, please take care of ya ma'am, sir," said the doctor and both nodded. Now, Moses turned to Bayyin next to him, grabbing his wife's hand gently.
”Alhamdulillah,” said Moses and Bayyin smiling.
”I will take good care of our child candidates, take care of us." Bayyin whispered and Moses nodded.
”Umi must be seneng, I'm pregnant, and Fiyah is pregnant as well." Bayyin murmured and continued to smile.
At home, Wafi was calling Afsheen. His right hand held the hape, and his left hand stroked Shafiyah's hair, the girl lying down with her thigh pads.
”I will phone Bayyin, yes you are busy but do not forget umi dong. Umi was sad continue, his children no one came, came just a moment, said the same Salam if he did not understand too, we have parents just stay umi. As busy as anything, to come, especially if it's a holiday, what's wrong anyway nginep, or an hour and two hours here, umi tenin, umi not to say but I understand Niyyah.” Wafi was so emotional. Shafiyah was startled and looked up at him, Wafi looked down and smiled sweetly so that his wife was not afraid to hear the wrath of the line.
”Yes then, don't forget. Not the food you want, but all of you." Resolute Wafi.
"Yes a, yes,” shirked Afsheen was scared and Shafiyah smiled hearing Afsheen's voice even though it was very slow.
”I wait, assalamu'alaikum."
"Wa'alaikumus Salaam.”
The call finally ended and Wafi put down his hape.
”Why get angry?" asked Shafiyah and Wafi glanced at him.
”Who's angry neng,” he denies.
”Tadi aa angry," said Shafiyah and Wafi smiling.
”Not angry, just ngajak Niyyah talking doang."
”Yes but loud talking, can not be so.” His reprimand was firm and Wafi nodded, then cupped his wife's two cheeks.
”I won't repeat,” said Wafi and Shafiyah looking at him unsure.
”Mu, Mumu!" call Raihanah from the first floor, calling while screaming in panic. Shafiyah immediately rose from the lap of her husband, Wafi stood up and quickly descended, while Shafiyah descended slowly.
”Umi why?” ask Wafi. On the stairs, Shafiyah turned around and climbed up again when she saw Chairil, and she was in a state of not wearing her veil.
”That Khalisah want lahiran, Anterin Khalisah same Chairil,” said Raihanah and Wafi glanced at Chairil.
”Khalis want lahiran, Anterin Mu. I am confused who to ask for help, rarely who has a car here, who has also on the go,” said Chairil and Wafi nodded.
”I take the peci first, I will go home," he said and Chairil nodded. Chairil left and Raihanah noticed the man who was tense was not because of it. Whichever husband can calm down, seeing his wife grimacing in pain, will struggle to bear his child. Arriving back at home, Chairil saw Khalisah was sobbing, pacing while shaking his waist. Trying to make room for the baby to come out. An excruciating pain, he had never felt before, Khalisah could not help but cry. All over his body ached, sore, sore, felt will be released one by one, whether it has been the opening of how much he is currently. To be sure, Khalisah already felt it from morning. And now it feels even more incredible to torture all over his body.
”Sick!” scream the girl and hold her lower abdomen. Chairil embraced his shoulders gently and took Khalisah out.
”Wafi is coming soon, we are going to the hospital, be patient yes.” Chairil whispered in Khalisah's ear, then he kissed his wife's head continuously, until finally he helped Khalisah sit down and Wafi's car finally came. It was also seen that Shafiyah was coming, did not have time to change clothes, and she was asked to come along by Raihanah. Wafi and Shafiyah went down, Chairil took Khalisah in and entered slowly. Wafi stuffed baby bags, Khalisah clothes and others into the trunk. Seeing Khalisah in such pain, Shafiyah did not have the heart and became afraid to face the day later, when she gave birth to both babies.
”Ighfar many-many Khalis, patience.” Shafiyah exclaimed from the front. And Wafi drove his car.
”Sick Sha, I'm not strong hiks!"
”Don't say that, don't talk carelessly, istighfar, inget Allah." Wafi and Khalisah were silent.
”Istighfar neng, patient," said Chairil trying to calm Khalisah.
”The guys usually look at everything easy, thought not sick of opening!" khalisah exclaimed in annoyance, with a heavy voice and crying. I don't like to hear Wafi's words. Shafiyah immediately glanced at her husband, rubbing her husband's thighs so as not to be provoked Khalisah babble.
”Shame, diem neng.” Chairil and Khalisah continued to cry.
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In the hospital, Sara was lying down with a weak body, she grimaced as the infusion needle pierced the back of her hand. His own son did it, Adi.
”What is this serious?" ask Qais.
”Cause, many thoughts. What else do you think she is?" say Adi and Sara silent.” In the care first, until completely recovered, can only go home.”
”Can't take medicine?" ask Sara ketus.
”Udah explained several times, do not understand also mother mah. Can not, must rest, mending gini rather than taking medicine, the edges are not drunk,” said Adi upset and Sara was silent with a sour face expression.
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...”My husband is not perfect, not blessed, but the way he treats his mother is so wonderful, the man who treats his mother well, respects the women around him with indifference, it is perfect for me.”...
Habibah️