Light For Gus Mu
Chapter 90: The best path
Shafiyah walked slowly, and she tried to hold back her cries. Wafi, who was feeling anxious, finally carried his wife and she descended down the stairs slowly. Shafiyah held on to her husband's strong shoulders, and continued to stare at her husband. After arriving on the first floor, Shafiyah was slowly sitting on the sofa.
”Diem neng, I woke up umi first.” Wafi stepped over, but Shafiyah grabbed his hand.
”If it gets sicker, later Fiyah wakes up in a, umi's barin sleeps a little longer,” he added prohibit. Wafi immediately sat down and cupped his wife's two cheeks.
”You're..” He really wanted to bite his wife. ”I am worried, do not forbid me continue, justin umi nemenin you, if umi is not told, later I will get scorned for not saying the same umi. Understand?”
”No,” said Shafiyah plain and Wafi pressed her chin. ”Detach!" She brusquely brushed her husband's hand and Wafi snickered, she got up and stepped into her dorm room, opened the door slowly and turned out to be praying tahajjud.
Wafi was silent on the lips of the door, occasionally he looked outside, looking at his wife. After Raihanah was done, she turned her head, then got up and noticed Wafi who kept staring out of the room.
”Aa,” call Raihanah. Wafi turned his head and Raihanah folded her alphabet. ”Why? Very tight on his face.”
”It... He said he was sick, I don't understand. Want a birth or what,” he replied. Immediately, Raihanah stepped up and smashed into the body of her son who was blocking the door of her room. At the sight of Shafiyah, Raihanah immediately sat down and grabbed her daughter-in-law's shoulder.
”Umi..” Pekik the pregnant woman.
”Sabar son." Raihanah's hand went into Shafiyah's shirt, touching her waist and back, still cold, the possibility of opening is still early. But Shafiyah was not strong, she was virgin, twins, it was natural to be spoiled, because it felt like opening until giving birth, could not be described as what he explained.
”Please baby, you are strong, beautiful daughter-in-law umi." Raihanah gently rubbed Shafiyah's tears. ”Bikin warm sweet tea a,” his word to Wafi. Wafi rushed to the kitchen in a hurry, almost falling over, tripping over her own scabbard.
In the kitchen, Wafi tries to send a message to Dawn, Shafiyah definitely needs Sara. He asked Sara, but Fajar replied, if his mother and father had returned to Bandung, the city. Wafi was finally, inspired himself, to call his in-laws, later.
”Sabar, this has become a nature as a woman, you are not alone neng, all the same, if the body is sick. Do not scream yes, cry may, but do not scream, diem, do not fuss,” said Raihanah softly and Shafiyah nodded.
Wafi came carrying a warm sweet tea, Shafiyah drank it slowly and the sound of sholawat echo from the mosque was heard. Wafi is usually sholawatan at this hour.
”Go, end of morning prayers, go home. Do not worry first,” pinta Raihanah, who is sure if his daughter-in-law will indeed give birth, from her signs that are not foreign to him.
”Iya mi, assalamualaikum.” Wafi stepped up and continued to turn his head, staring at Shafiyah.
”Wa'alaikumus Salaam,” Shafiyah and Raihanah replied.
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Early in the morning, Khalisah was silent as she hugged her husband tightly, she, her husband and their child. Will be back home. Chairil will never waste the opportunity he got, his mistakes that make him lose, he is very happy, can re-indulge in his wife, hugging freely his cute son.
”We're home, kind of shit. Dede wants to buy clothes, right? We go to the baby clothes store first,” said Chairil, trying to please his wife.
”Yes, whatever,” a brief Khalisah and glance at her sleeping baby.
”You don't miss me, neng?" his whisper with his lips stuck to Khalisah's ears.
”Diem a,” his wife replied. Trying to get up but Chairil pulled him, to get back to sitting. Chairil hugged Khalisah tightly, smearing his wife's wet hair.
Khalisah was finally silent, letting her husband touch her, there was nothing she could say, or do, to resist her.
”I love you, Khalis,” she said softly and Khalisah was silent, there was a sense of joy mixed with happiness, hearing the words of her husband. But not Khalisah, if it does not uphold its sense of prestige.
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In the Al Bidayah pesantren, everything was excited, when she heard that Shafiyah was about to give birth, the santriwati were busy guessing the gender of their Gus and Ning children. Similar who is also approximately, because not all know, how did Shafiyah look. Only a few knew, like Rosa, Nur who was one room with her.
”Teh Shafiyah, pretty gak si?" santriwati junior said.
”Beauty, where maybe Gus Mu want, if ugly,” timpal Santriwati others.
”Rupa does not guarantee anything,” says Diva and everything is silent. ”No other work? Besides gossiping?” ketus.
”Sorry tea,” says one of them. And Diva swerved, Diva stepped away. He was silent when he saw the figure of Rama, his son Zaenab and Ilham.
Love can change everyone, including the installment Diva. Are craving the figure of Rama who is so handsome and dreamy.
In the hospital, the time felt so long, Shafiyah still enjoyed every contraction. Dzuhur, ashar, he had passed, it felt more and more unbearable, his sobs occasionally sounded tight, he could no longer, continued to complain and everyone took turns to calm down, only one that Shafiyah wanted, he could not help but, she did not want her husband to go far away from her, and faithfully, Wafi was beside her. The man's face was already not looking all right, anxious and worried, with the baby and his wife.
Sara and Herman were also there, immediately sliding when they heard that their child had a contraction.
”Abi... Hicks! I'm not strong abi, please.. O Allah, Asstaghfirullah hal adzim, hiks pain.!” Shafiyah screamed, and grabbed her husband's shoulder, which she was hugging and hugging.
The two eyes of Wafi were so red as to cry silently, which husband could bear to see his wife hurt, in pain, and bet on life.
”Please baby, hey look at me, look at me.” Wafi panicked as Shafiyah closed her eyes tightly, her wife was unconscious this morning. ”Sayang... Patience yes, istighfar.”
”Sick!” his screams were tight, and Wafi continued to hug him. Shafiyah continued to cry, she had been installed infusan, Wafi stroked his wife's back so gently, continued to recite and tidy his wife's veil. Shafiyah started to calm down, Sara came in and could not bear to see her son. Sara just finished chatting with the doctor, the opening was not at all increased, Shafiyah was already weak, if pleasing and for the good of the mother and her twins, the doctor advised to do SC surgery. But either way, Sara wasn't sure Shafiyah would. Her son was determined to give birth normally.
”I want to sleep,” pinta Shafiyah.
”Iya, come,” Wafi put his hand behind Shafiyah's knee, held her up and laid her on the bed again. Shafiyah pulled her husband's arm strong and Wafi bowed, letting Shafiyah hug her.
”Sabar darling, I'm sure you're strong, abi's wife, amazing. Istighfar continued yes,” said Wafi hoarsely and Shafiyah nodded slowly.
The Maghrib prayer rang, Shafiyah removed the nape of her husband and Wafi kissed him at a glance, Shafiyah's face was so pale, Wafi instantly wiped her tears that suddenly dripped. He stroked his wife's cheeks gently and Shafiyah smiled faintly.
Sara approached, replacing Wafi. Wafi left and Shafiyah continued to pay attention to him, until the door closed. Outside, everyone was silent, there were no signs of thinking about anything else, except thinking about Shafiyah, from dawn until now the afternoon will be over, Shafiyah still had to feel the pain of her contractions.
”Sholat sama aa, replace,” Raihanah's word to Afsheen and Afsheen nodded. Wafi and Afsheen went to the mosque.
Wafi prayed with eyes that continued to end, he raised his hands to pray, the safety of Shafiyah and her children. From outside Afsheen noticed, she chose to go first and had to alternate with others to pray.
”Yes Allah, not the impatient servant, to see the birth of the children of the servant, but the servant does not have the heart to see the wife of the servant in pain. Please, O Allah, O Rahman, O Rahim. Give salvation to the three lives, wife and children of the servant, only to You the servant begs and asks. Yes Allah..” His tears came back, Wafi stopped and massaged his nose repeatedly, after which he got up and grabbed a small bag in front of him. His hape continued to tremble and Wafi quickly came out of the mushola. He paused his intention to pick up the phone, when he saw Dawn coming and approached him.
”Cute." Dawn embraces the shoulder of Wafi and the resigned Wafi.
The dawn stopped and the two now faced each other.
”Shafiyah,” Wafi.
”Shafiyah should be in operation, you are worried about what? The fees? There are us, the important thing now is to persuade Shafiyah so that you, if she does not want to, she is tense, even dangerous, talk to her, reassure her,” she said and Wafi fell silent. In surgery? Imagining him feeling smashed, how is the pain? What is more pain than the pain that Shafiyah has been experiencing all day? Wafi was silent, not answering the words of Dawn. He turned around and half ran to see his wife. Dawn was silent and he understood, he himself was so anxious to see Shafiyah all day, had worked too quietly.
Arriving at the nursery, Shafiyah was sitting on the edge of the bed, constantly glancing at the door.
”A Wafi...?” it's heavy, and stuck.
The door opened, and making Shafiyah turn her head, she smiled seeing her husband coming. Wafi lowered his head and stepped over to Shafiyah.
”Leave us both,” pinta Wafi, to Sara and Meri. Meri nodded and took her mother-in-law out.
”Abi... Why long?” shafiyah.
Wafi rubbed the sweat on Shafiyah's pale face, then kissed Shafiyah's forehead gently, she clenched his wife's body slowly.
”Darling, horrifying me, okay. You're a good boy, right? Want to listen to what your husband says, right?” he said and Shafiyah nodded. ”You must be in operation... Want huh? We give everything to God. For the good of you and our children.”
”Bi... Hicks! Not willing,” refused it and tried to rebel, but Wafi held back. The two cry together. ”We don't have bi money, I don't want to..."
”I have, I have savings,” said Wafi lying. He only has DP money for now. ”Don't worry, the important thing is that you are handled first, I will pay half, sign everything, for the operation. Honey, you can't be normal, don't be reckless, I don't want to, I can't bear to. Man can only plan, but God's destiny says otherwise, what can we do?"
”I'm afraid hiks..”
”Sayang.” Wafi cupped his wife's cheeks together, pointing Shafiyah's face at his. The two foreheads stuck, the weak breath clashing against each other.
”I'm scared bi, don't want to!”
”Shafiya!” resolutely upset and worried Wafi, Shafiyah gasped at the loud voice of her husband. He was silent and noticed the two red and swollen eyes kept looking down. ”Alright, this is for our common good. I'm going to ask the doctor later, make it present in the operating room, calm yourself dear, do not strain, istighfar, ask God. You believe, God is good, I can't protect you for the life of a baby, a little adult, you will be a mother. Don't worry me, you're pale, weak like this. You don't pity me, Bibah? hmmm?"
”I..” Shafiyah. Wafi let go of his wife's cheek, then he grabbed Shafiyah's hands, he put them on, his lips on his wife's hands. Shafiyah silently watched, she had to make up her mind, and feeling the pain that continued to afflict her, her waist felt like it was going to break, heat, pain, and pain into one.
After quite a while of thinking, while crying, Shafiyah finally agreed. The others keep Shafiyah and Wafi away to take care of everything, he also calls Moses to pick her up and Afsheen comes home. Uminya not rest, he was afraid if uminya fall ill, with great difficulty he persuaded, finally uminya want to go.
After everything is ready, 19:35. The operation will be carried out, Wafi is allowed to enter, with a note of not approaching as long as doctors and nurses are working, to avoid unwanted events. Shafiyah was sedated, her condition was very weak, Wafi was standing in a corner, paying attention to the surgery, and every incision in his wife's abdomen.
”Asstaghfirullah hal adzim,” he said hoarsely. He was worried and scared, outside the operating room, everything was waiting. Sara kept crying and scared.
Wafi continued to recite, stalling his prayer beads slowly. Shafiyah, who was not fully sedated, was seen constantly drowning using the fingers of her right hand, Wafi and the doctor who saw a thin smile.
”Neng,” lyre Wafi raspy.
After a few minutes, the sound of the baby is heard, the first baby, the male sex. Wafi smiled and remained silent, until the doctor allowed her to approach, the second baby was also successfully removed. The doctor glanced at each other with the nurse because the second baby did not react to anything, Wafi stepped forward as the tiny body of her second baby who was also a male gender drooped weakly.
”Ya Allah.” Wafi wiped her tears and continued to pay attention. Not long after the doctors took some action, the second baby Wafi finally cried loudly. The doctor who had been sweating coldly felt relieved.
Outside, a cry of haru, full of joy happened. The new Fara and Nafis came along as well so enthusiastically. Fara called Raihanah to inform her that Shafiyah had given birth.
Everyone was impatient to see the state of the twins and Shafiyah. The door of the operating room opened, the baby was carried by two nurses and Wafi opened the second door before going to the operating room. All the families approached and only caught a glimpse of the twins.
”Mu, what girl is a boy?" ask Fara.
”Both men,” Wafi replied and grabbed a bag containing baby clothes. Only she was allowed to come to the nursery, along the way, the twins kept shivering and the first one kept crying. Shafiyah was still being treated by the doctor, after she was done, she must have been taken and transferred to another room.