Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 71: The world and the Hereafter
The sound of the baby's cry was finally heard, all of them exclaiming gratitude for the birth of their first child Chairil and Khalisah. Wafi stared at his watch, at 17:15 minutes the baby was born. His lips smiled and glanced at the tense-looking Shafiyah.
”Neng why?" ask Wafi while rubbing Shafiyah's shoulder.
”I'm afraid," whispered Shafiyah and Wafi with a faint smile.
”Istighfar, do not let your fear come true. Khalisah is out, soon you and Bayyin.” Waffy whispered again.
”Hah? bayyin tea pregnant?" shafiyah and Wafi asked.
”Niyyah same Bayyin already at home, Bayyin chat I was,” he said and Shafiyah smiled.
”Alhamdulillah." Shafiyah muttered.
Wafi removed his hand from Shafiyah's shoulder, he switched it by grabbing his wife's hand and his wife was silent. Just smiling thinly behind his veil.
After the family waited with worry and curiosity, finally the baby was taken out, carried by the nurse and followed by Chairil.
”Women," said Chairil joyfully.
”Alhamdulillah.” Excite everything.
Khalisah's mother followed in the footsteps of her daughter-in-law and the nurse who brought her granddaughter along. Shafiyah only caught a glimpse, the baby girl, was so cute and beautiful.
”I get impatient, want to see my children later," muttered Shafiyah, then stroked her stomach." Son, children umi Habibah same abi Mumu, healthy yes dear you two.” He murmured again with a smile. Wafi turned her head and noticed Shafiyah's hand movements, she smiled, seeing that Shafiyah's impatience with her was the same. Wafi flinched, as Shafiyah's hape in her sling bag rang, all eyes were fixed and Shafiyah pulled the sling bag hanging over Wafi's shoulder. He picked up his hape, then stepped away, afraid to disturb.
”Assalamu'alaikum sis," said gentle Shafiyah, an incoming call from Qais. I don't know how long, he and Qais didn't talk. With Adi and Seno still like to greet each other, on social media. It was cold, not like before.
”Wa'alaikumus Salaam, deck, mother treated." Qais complained and Shafiyah froze silently.” Mom's often sick, after you're gone, meet mommy's deck."
”Fiyah never left my sister, don't say that. Where are you treated?”
”You forgot the same mother, after marrying the man.”
”Yes my brother, I am also in the hospital, Khalisah lahiran. Don't let me debate."
”In the hospital where the new Adi, not far from the house of Brother Dawn, hospital ***.”
Shafiyah was silent for a moment hearing the name of the hospital, then she circulated her gaze." Fiyah in the hospital was also sis, what room? which room?” shafiyah asked frantically and Wafi got up from her seat, approached her agitated wife and did not know who to talk to.
Qais finally mentioned the room number and the name of the room Sara treated. Shafiyah lowered her arm that was clutching the hape, and Wafi held the wife's shoulder.
”Call from whom? you're freaking out as it seems, is there something?" said Wafi and Shafiyah nodded, she looked up and looked at her husband closely.
”Mother's sick, bi.” treated
”Astaghfirullah, mother why? let's see, which room did he say?" Wafi panicked, and Faiza approached.
”Mu, why?” tanyanya while rubbing Wafi's shoulder.
”His mother Shafiyah is sick, she said she was admitted to this hospital, I'm the same Shafiyah would like to see bi.” first Wafi.
”Ya already aunty is coming,” said Faiza and Wafi staring at each other with Shafiyah.
”Aibi will bother again, here alone, fear kang Chairil need something bi," said Shafiyah. Not that she didn't want to, but she was afraid that her mother's unfavorable attitude, Faiza got it too.
”Iya really, too,” Faiza added, and sure enough Chairil is now coming and looking for her.
Wafi and Shafiyah finally left, leaving everyone behind, looking for where Sara's nursery is. Incidentally, the two met Meri.
Wafi clasped her hands together and lowered her head, while Shafiyah shook Meri's hands and hugged her.
”Mother where's sister?" shafiyah said with both watery eyes, unstoppable until it finally fell to her cheeks.
Arriving at the nursery where Sara was lying down, Shafiyah looked at her mother, who was sleeping after taking the medicine. Shafiyah approached, grabbing the skinny, wrinkled hands. Kiss it a few times gently, then put it on the cheek.
”Mother, this is Fiyah,” said the girl and Sara who heard, slowly opening her eyes. His eyes immediately turned to Wafi who was standing with his head bowed, then he turned to the right, where his daughter sat and held her hand.
Sara was happy, her son came, but for her daughter-in-law, she still could not accept. Sara silently watched, Shafiyah who was pregnant. Sara looked at Meri, and Meri glanced at Wafi. Sara wanted to talk, but only the two with Shafiyah.
”Mu, come out first yes,” said Meri and Wafi felt pain to hear it. O God, when did the mother of his wife approve? his wife's brothers approve too? Wafi was tired, tired and it was very natural. She also worried that it would stress Shafiyah, and affect their first child's pregnancy.
”Yes!" briefly Wafi and she meleos away, Meri also went out and went towards the cafeteria. Adhan magrib soon, Wafi finally decided to go to the mosque in the hospital, with a look of sadness.
In the room, Shafiyah was still clasping her mother's hand tightly, and Sara was looking at her.
”Newly remember same mom?” accuse Sara and Shafiyah of shaking their heads.
”Fiyah at any time inget mother, do'ain mother,” added Shafiyah and Sara smiled obliquely.
”You seem to have forgotten to be born to a mother named Sara.” Accuse Sara again.
”Bu, asstaghfirullah!” repelled.
”Whatever you try to explain and show happiness with the man, I know you are stressed, in today's world, love is not the main thing Shafiyah. Treasure is everything.” Sara said so sure.
”If Fiyah can have both, it's better Mom. And only from Gus Mu Fiyah got it, aren't you tired? continue to cultivate hatred for Fiyah's husband, are you not curious about the granddaughter of the mother who is still Fiyah's birth?” shafiyah's voice was hoarse, accompanied by crying, why could her mother be so stubborn and she was sure her husband was offended because he was kicked out, for the umpteenth time.
”Fruit falling will not be far from the tree, His father is a prisoner, his children will be what later!” sara's voice began to rise.
”In sha Allah, Fiyah same Gus Mu will educate our children well, on the basis of religion. Because thinking about the world is not enough Mom, the world is just a place to stop, which is eternal only in the hereafter. The difference is, want to stay in heaven or in hell,” he said clearly and firmly, but still with weak intonation.
Sara immediately threw away her face, why her son was so difficult to persuade, obviously she could see, Wafi is a bad influence for her son. Sara was silent, until finally a crazy thought flashed through her mind. He turned his head again towards Shafiyah, and returned the hand of his son. This made Shafiyah fixated, did her mother's heart knock? to give her and Gus Mu blessing? Shafiyah was happy, her eyes twinkle obviously expectantly.
”Follow mom, we take care of your son together, but don't continue with the man, stay with him. I want to accept your son and the ex-con, but I hope you will go with me. Come son!” His words were full of emphasis, Shafiyah suddenly released her hand. The rejection of the child made Sara inflamed.
”Fiyah can follow mom, with permission a Wafi. Fiyah was afraid of being disobedient with her mother, but Fiyah was also afraid of her husband. This mother's child is married, it does not mean that our bond is broken Mom, Fiyah loves mom, very dear. Please ma'am, accept a Wafi,” she said hoarsely, with the glare of my eyes and Sara looking at her sharply. Tired of his request continued to be rejected Shafiyah.
”You do not know yourself Fiyah child, go, whatever you want and do not meet the mother again. If your life is miserable, it is the fruit of your disobedience to your mother, her thunderous” curses her own daughter. Shafiyah felt struck by the earthy lightning, the mockery, insults and swearing she received from her mother so scratched her soul, the wound in her heart grew even more gaping. When's ending? when God answers his prayers, he who keeps asking his mother to be made to melt has not been seen, but he is sure, it will happen, later, even if somehow.
”Go!” sara screams emotion. Shafiyah flinched, got up and retreated away, she subconsciously hit the chair she was sitting on, almost losing her balance but she continued to hold the table, defending herself.
”You will mengesel later Shafiyah, the child I bear, I was born right, I take care and I keep even the magnitude of torturing parents. Very wrong, put a child into a pesantren, not become an educated human instead continue to defy!” sara exclaimed loudly, and Shafiyah turned her head as the door opened. The figure of his brother Fajar appeared, and looked surprised to see his mother was angry.
”Sha!" dawn and Shafiyah cried.
”Bring him out Dawn! bring your sister who doesn't know herself that.” Firmly Sara asked and looked at Shafiyah sharply.
”Bu!" hardik Fajar was frustrated and Shafiyah finally came out with a tear spill. Dawn followed and Sara stopped, and the middle-aged woman cried, longing for her son, who was completely the right of the man she hated. Why is this destiny? destiny and God he blames, do not understand the true meaning of the household, the nature of love under the auspices of Allah SWT, will not be smooth things if God does not want it. It is not that he is the Regulator, then why is man busy arranging as if the world is his property and his rights.
”Why is my son like this! wh why? he would not listen to anything his mother said!” sara shouted continuously questioning, without reflecting on herself, what she had done. Happiness for parents is children who are Sholeh and Sholehah, but for Sara, good children are children who think of the world, for survival, not the good of the world and the hereafter.
In the hallway, Shafiyah walked up to the cold, white floor of the hospital with very slow footsteps. Adhan magrib was reverberating, he stopped and sat down in a long chair. Clutched her bag tightly. As dawn approached, he sat down and gave a bottle of mineral water.
”Sha, I still do, but I'm sure you'll be down in a minute, we don't know when it's time. But trust Sha, mom's not that bad.” The dawn tries to calm.
”Mother's ugliness looks at religion, and her kindness only looks at the world. Is that so, sister?” chirps Shafiyah and Dawn throw a long breath.” When's? likewhat? honestly, I'm stressed out, brother. Especially yesterday brother Adi said, mom and dad want a divorce, really it sis?” he continued hoarsely, with increasingly great cries.
Dawn lowered her head, unable to answer, Herman was currently nowhere to be seen from his nose.
”I haven't spoken to dad yet, if you meet, try persuading Sha.”'s dad Dawn asked, and his hands stretched out over Shafiyah's head, stroking her gently. Shafiyah was silent, speaking no more. Until finally, the voice of the adhan Magrib ended and he had to go to the mushola.
”Khalis was born, I now want to pray,” said Shafiyah and Fajar nodded.
”We go together,” invite Fajar and Shafiyah to nod. The two got up, stepped away towards the mushola.