Mysterious Gus
#57. Waiting For You
..."I don't know what day it is today. To be clear, today I have a question, should I wait for you? And do you deserve me to look forward to?"...
...Phishas...
Today was a confusing day for Nafisha. He is confused, should be sad or happy.
For three years Fisha was in the Al-Istiqamah pesantren. Then, in a moment he will leave the comfortable atmosphere of the boarding school.
That place is the historical place of a lifetime, Fisha. At that place, Fisha finds a true friend, who always keeps and reminds her if she is wrong.
In that place, Fisha deepened Islam until she finally knew what the truth and beauty of Islam was.
At that place, Fisha found the figure of Alfarel. A man full of secrets and wounds. The cold man who unfortunately places him put his taste.
Soon, Fisha will leave the sacred prison. His High School is over. He will find a harder life. Ready or not ready.
Fisha stared at the hall building that had been decorated to such a beautiful extent with her smile. Recalling the memories of what he had made with loved ones in the large building.
"Why crying?"
"Your tears are more painful than this whip,"
"Stop crying, Nafisha!"
"I'm the one who got stoned why are you the one who screamed?!"
"The gypsum must have hurt,"
"Stop crying! I don't like to see your tears,"
The memory suddenly flashed through Fisha's brain. It was like there was a sound when the memory flashed. Fisha remembered the incident. The moment Farel was whipped by Zacky, whom Phisha now knew, that Zacky was Farel's cousin.
Fisha chuckles at the memory, but tears begin to fill her eyes. Her chest just felt tight.
"Gus," Fisha said softly put a hand on her chest that really felt tight.
"Fisha," the call made Fisha immediately wipe away her tears and turn around as she looked at the owner of the soft voice, Raima.
"Why crying? Here, Umma hug!" Raima softly pouted while stretching out her hands.
Fisha chuckled at him and came back crying. His feet stepped quickly to welcome Raima's embrace. Crying softly in the warm embrace of the mother figure of the man he loved.
"Farel must be happy you graduated, dear," whispered Raima.
"Is it possible, Gus could come on this show, Ma?"
"Umma doesn't know. Don't expect too much, honey. Not okay. Love it naturally. You, right, the law?"
Fisha nodded, "Yes, Umma,"
"Your parents have arrived?"
"Be-"
"We're here!" The sound of the exclamation made Fisha and Raima turn their heads. A couple of husband and wife approached them. It was the parents of Fisha, Amar and Layla.
Hutama and Raima win have been close to Amar and Layla since a few months ago. Precisely at the reception report fifth semester.
"New to?" Raima hugs warmly with Layla.
"Yes, it's jammed. But we're not late, are we?"
"No, but almost," Raima's kekeh who was greeted with a naughtiness also by Amar and Layla.
"Where to go?" Tanya Amar circulated the view of finding the figure of Hutama.
"So Xander was a kid too. Most wait for the new start event to come in,"
Don't forget that Amar and Layla already know Xander. Both of Fisha's parents were already close to Farel's family. The story between two human children they already know. Naturally, their relationship was very close.
"To the santriwan, santriwati and all invited guests, welcome to occupy the place that has been provided!" The voice diverted their attention.
"You sit down first! I call Mas Tama the other one,"
***
After all the gathering, the farewell event began. From the opening ceremony, the prayer also said a welcome from Abdullah as the owner of the Foundation has gone well with Milea and Zulaikha who became the host.
The show has gone so far. Many offerings from the santri. Starting from gambus, poetry, drama and others. Tears sometimes control their emotions.
"Furthermore, farewell from the representatives of the santri to be delivered by Nafisha Almair Zalsa. To Nafisha, we welcome you" call Milea.
"Lohs?! Fisha is not told. How did you suddenly get pushed forward?" Panic Fisha.
"Si Kemal said he forgot to make a concept. So Milea points to the origin. You go forward, gih! Tell me what, the important thing is to say," Fisha's friend whispered.
"Why should I, anyway?!" Kesal Fisha's.
"Udah, go ahead!" Layla pushed softly on her only daughter. Inevitably, Fisha also finally went up to the podium. Actually, Fisha was a bit traumatized by that podium. Because that place was the place where Farel was stoned until he finally fell unconscious.
"Sorry, Sha. I don't know who to point to" Milea whispered as she gave the mic. Fisha also just nodded resignedly and went up to the pulpit.
"Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh," Fisha began her sentence.
"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,"
"Give thanks to God who has bestowed his grace and grace upon us all. Shalawat also always sends greetings to the Messenger of Allah, "a very short preamble of Phisha.
"I, a representative of friends, thank all the ustadz and ustadzah who have guided us. Especially for Buya Abdullah and Umi Halimah. May Allah's mercy always accompany Buya, Umi and ustadz and ustadzah,"
"AAAAMIIN,"
"We apologize profusely. As long as we're here, it's not going to go unnoticed. Forgive our displeased behavior and may leave bad memories,"
"SORRY,"
"Special from me. Thank you to Papa and Mama who have meridhoi and mengikhlaskan Fisha to seek knowledge in this sacred prison," Fisha looked at her parents with haru eyes.
"Thank you also for Abah Tama, Umma Ima, Om Xander and Aunt Mayang. Thank you for receiving Fisha so well and always strengthening Fisha all this time," Fisha stared at the four old men in turn.
"Also for Nia, Zira, Milea and Zulaikha, thank you for being my best friend. Always happy for you,"
"Don't forget RANDA, Tiam and Ley. Thanks for looking at me here often. Bring me a lot of hehehe food. Thank you for the priority you have given me,"
"It feels like it's my own speech, huh? No cake representing friends. I'm so sorry, I don't know what to say because it's so sudden" Fisha chuckled while wiping her tears. The audience chuckled at the little girl.
"For the last man, Gus Farel. Fisha doesn't know where Gus is. But please, Fisha, come home quickly. We are all waiting for Gus to come home" Fisha said with tears in her eyes.
"For all the comrades in arms! The spirit ahead of him! May our ideals be achieved and still be able to relate well. We've been trying to get to this point!"
"I end, wassalamu'alaikum warahmatulli wabarakatuh,"
"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,"
A standing ovation led Fisha to return to her seat. Raima and Laila were ready to greet him with a hug. Of course it will not be wasted Fisha.
"Farel must be home,"
"If Farel hadn't come home, Mama would have found him!" Laila's expression managed to stop Fisha's crying. Now the girl is laughing.
"Thank you for Nafisha. Further advice and release from Gus Hutama Pramayudha. To Gus Hutama, we welcome!"
Without saying much, Hutama immediately climbed onto the podium after taking the time to pat Amir's shoulder slowly.
"Assalamu'alaikum warrahmatullahi wabarakatuh," Hutama also began his advice that was listened to fully hikmad by the entire audience.
"The future will not be beautiful if you just wait, then reach the future with profitable activities. Because what we 'look forward to', will arrive in the most beautiful way, including a good future," the phrase Hutama uttered with a view that leads to Fisha, which is, it was as if that sentence was a hard blow to Fisha.
"Is Gus a beautiful future? Which is worth for Fisha to wait?"
Tbc...
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