Mysterious Gus
#43. Disappeared
..."I am a person whose status is nobody, but I am someone else who worries and misses you the most,"...
...Phishas...
On Monday, the Pesantren Al-Istiqomah held its 83rd annual event. To celebrate the day, all pesantren managers held an event.
In the event, of course, the Hutama family was present. Not to forget also with RANDA and Fisha. Early in the morning they had walked from Jakarta and now only reached Bandung, exactly eight o'clock.
Many students have passed by, some are busy checking the preparation of the event, and some are just passing by.
Hutama and all groups directly entered the ndalem. It was Jamilah who stood behind them. I don't know what the middle-aged woman was doing, but it was obvious that her shoulders were trembling up and down.
Hutama immediately approached the uminya in a hurry and hugged him from behind, making the umi jumped in shock.
"Your name?" Kaget Jamilah turned to the side on the face of the son resting on his right shoulder.
"Umi why cry?" Ask Hutama who even though he already knows the cause when he saw a photo held by the Umi.
"No papa, Umi is just kangen the same Farel. He should be there, right, on this show?" Jamilah stared softly at Farel's photo.
"Tama and the others are trying to find Farel, Mi," Hutama also felt tightness in his chest. He failed to become a father.
"Umi's grandson must be fine, right, Tam?"
"Tama sure, Farel must be fine. Farel Tama's strong son,"
"Farel's smile is so sweet, isn't it, Tam? To the extent that we do not know, behind his charming smile, Farel keeps a deep wound. Umi's grandson was injured, Tam," Jamilah grew sobbing, Hutama immediately turned over the body of the umi and embraced him.
"Umi," the voice divorced the embrace between the child and the mother. The call came from Raima. The woman looked at her mother-in-law with a sweet smile, but her eyes were teary.
"Umi's favorite child also came as it turned out," Jamilah smiled and switched to hug Raima.
"Farel must be fine, Mi. Ima sure, Ima's child is a strong child," Raima said in the embrace.
"Yes, our Farel is a powerful figure,"
"Your name? An ima? Already from before?" Abdullah approached them, trying to divert the drama he saw from the entrance.
"Not yet, Bi, just now," Hutama kissed the hand of his ashes that Raima followed.
"Grandfather's grandson was handsome," Abdullah took over Abilash from Raima's sling.
"Well, Umma cama's grandmother angis," Abilash argued to his grandfather, making Abdullah chuckle. The grandson diverted the conversation.
"He'em, Abah, Umma same Granny whiny, huh?" Ejek Abdullah is politely embraced by Abilash.
"I guess you never cry," cynical Hutama did not want to lose.
"Oh, same little boy, you won't budge, Tam. Come sit!" Abdullah interceded and took them to the living room, including RANDA and Fisha of course.
"Where's the holiday with RANDA, Sha?" Abdullah opened the conversation.
"Seru, Buyea. We travel around the city while sharing food, making crafts, continuing impromptu concerts," explained Fisha excited.
"Incrucial concert?"
"Yes, Kek, Bang RANDA same GREXDA ngajak we sing in the tent pecel catfish," now Nia explained.
"Oh, so. Got much?" Abdullah asked while chuckling.
"Yes, it's good to have dinner" Dylan replied with a light laugh.
"Where is your school? Smooth right?" Now change Jamilah who asked.
"Thank God be good, Grandma,"
"Everyone, Fisha said goodbye to the dorm first," the whole attention turned to Fisha.
"Why? Not here yet? Soon the event will begin" asked Abdullah.
"You change clothes, Mom. All the friends of Fisha,"
"Oh, yeah,"
"Sha, we're coming!" Monika exclaims with Nia and Zira.
"Can,"
"Abil uga au is coming," the Abilash bocceil doesn't seem to want Fisha far from his sight.
"Abil want to come? Later women all over the table," said Nia.
Abilash shook his head funnyly, "Sister Sha," this boy did not care said his brother and raised both his hands asking Fisha to hold him.
"But don't cry later, yeah. Everything is female," Fisha reminded as she chuckled and carried the boy into her cradle.
"Son angis,"
"Printer,"
"Yes, let's go first, assalamu'alaikum,"
"Wa'alaikumussalam" the four girls and one boy left the ndalem.
***
The Al-istiqomah pesantren event was over a few minutes ago. All santri and santri wati have left the building to busy each.
However, in contrast to Fisha, the sweet girl was busy pacing around in her room from an hour ago after being busy surrounding a pesantren that was very wide.
"Lo why the hell, Sha?" Finally Monika asked after getting tired of seeing the unfaithful activity of Fisha.
"My bracelet's gone," Fisha fought with a gloomy face.
"What bracelet? Gold bracelet sampe lo overwhelmed gini?"
Fisha shook her head, "No, more precious than gold," Fisha replied limp and sat on the floor.
"What is more precious than gold?"
Fisha clucked, "You know what. Help her out, dong!" The girl seemed to want to cry.
"What bracelet, Sha?" Wonderful Nia.
"The bracelet I used to wear,"
"Gue just found out if you use a bracelet," said Monika chuckled as Fisha looked at him cynically.
"You have a picture of the bracelet?" Now Milea asked.
"There,"
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"Whose hand, Sha?" Ask Nia kepo.
"Later on, help me find it first. I want to find it again in the toilet deck, assalamu'alaikum," without waiting for a reply from her greeting, Fisha directly out of the room.
"Wa'alaikumussalam,"
"I think Zira knows, whose hand this is," Zira said with a focused gaze on the phone screen showing a photo of Fisha's submission.
"Heem, pantesan in the fog. The bracelet is the same as my brother," decak Nia.
***
Fisha walked down, hoping her bracelet could be found. As he said earlier, the bracelet was worth more than gold. Of course, the bracelet was a gift from his Gus, a figure that made him unable to hide his love.
Moreover, the bracelet was a gift from Gus before he left. And also, that bracelet the Gus had.
Opening the bathroom room alternately with eyes that only focus on looking down, do not want a single place missed.
"Where, anyway?! Though the time was ready to shower the same prayer ashar bracelet is still there," grumbled Fisha almost crying and decided to leave the bathroom.
The search for the bracelet continued until Azan Maghrib finally reverberated. All santri flocked to the mosque. Same with Fisha et al. Fisha looked lethargic and desperate, she was afraid that the bracelet was completely gone.
"Don't be so lethargic, Sha! Tomorrow we look again" Monika rubbed Fisha's shoulder.
"I don't want the bracelet to go away, Nik. The bracelet was a gift from Gus,"
"Yes, we know. We'll help you find it until the bracelet meets,"
"Yes" Fisha resigned and they entered the mosque.
***
"Why fish, honey?" Raima asked when they had gathered in ndalem after the maghrib prayer and isya. They're getting ready for dinner.
"The eagle is gone, Ma," not Phisha who answered, but Nia.
"What bracelet do you usually wear?" Ask Yusuf.
"Yes, have you seen?"
"No," Fisha whose face was like there was hope returned to be gloomy.
"Later Abah bought a new one, Sha," entertain Hutama.
"The Eagle's from Brother, Bah. That's why it's so urgent," explained Nia again representing Fisha.
"Yes, Abah help ca-"
"Assalamu'alaikum," two men suddenly gawked into the ndalem, they were Azam and Haikal.
"Wa'alaikumussalam,"
"Mas Haikal! MasyaAllah, finally met after almost one daily Monika here, "girang Monika stood in front of Haikal, while Haikal looked down embarrassed with a face that reddened to the ears.
"Heem, I'm the kid, I'm afraid" Dylan grumbled.
"Why, Mas? Find Nika, huh?" Monika asked so confidently.
"No,"
"Who? Continues to? Want to go to dinner too?"
Haikal shook his head, "I accompanied Gus Azam" Haikal made Monika sluggish for a moment.
"Udah deh, kegatelan bat lo, Nik. Sit down with me here!" Dylan immediately brought Monika sitting beside him, ignoring the girl's pursed lips in annoyance.
"What's up, Zam?" Ask Abdullah.
"So I heard from the santri-santri, that Fisha lost the bracelet,"
"Yes, Ustadz have a look?" Ask Fisha expectantly.
"May I see what the bracelet looks like?"
Fisha nodded enthusiastically and showed me a photo of her bracelet in Azam. The girl looked at Azam expectantly.
Azam saw the photo. Azam can already guess from the photo, if the bracelet he found was a couple bracelet.
"Ustadz?" Calling Fisha made Azam aware of his daydream.
"Yes? Oh, here's the bracelet," was startled and took out a bracelet from his pocket.
Fisha received the bracelet with a sweet smile. His heart was relieved to have managed to rediscover his bracelet.
"Thank you, thank you, Ustadz,"
"Yes, you're welcome,"
"Where did you find it, Zam?" Ask Abdullah.
"At the border santri wati towards the mosque, Buya,"
"Maybe the bracelet fell just as you want to go back after the Ashar prayer, Sha," said Abdullah, who is called Fisha. The girl just focused her bracelet pepper while smiling.
"Have you seen her ring, hm?" Raima chuckled while rubbing Fisha's head.
"Zinc, Umma. Fisha did not want to be disappointed Gus because he could not take care of the gift," answered Fisha changed her face to be sad.
"Gus Farel is not wrong to leave something to you," Raima carried the girl in her arms.
Without speaking, Raima knew that her son and the girl in his arms were actually both in love. Only God has not wanted because his son is out of nowhere.
"Gus is fine, right, Umma?" Fisha asked softly in the arms of the mother of the man she loved.
"Surely,"
Fisha was the one who used to strengthen them and convince them that Farel would be fine and come back soon. However, now that they knew, Fisha harbored a sense of worry and fear that Farel would not return.
On the other hand, they did not care about Azam's feelings as if he had been stabbed by thousands of needles. Now he knows, the girl he likes has the man he loves.
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