GUS IDOL

Invitation Letter

"Assalamu'alaikum, Zakia?"

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Huh yeah?"

"This is my sister Wafiq. Do you know where Wafiq went last night and who was the same?"

"Everynight? Didn't he run out of college he went straight home? Yesterday we did have group work after school, we went home until 8pm."

"Ouh, so yeah. Whose Wafiq goes home?"

"Self, take an online taxi. Why is it, Mas? Did something happen to Wafiq?"

The deg!! Khalid was at a loss to answer what, it felt impossible that he should tell the truth.

"Ee. anu, the same bag of Wafiq is missing. Wafiq was asked also confused himself, "kilah Gus Khalid gave an excuse.

"missing? What's the disappearance where is Mas?"

"No, that's why you know who you know something."

"Loh, indeed Wafiq does not remember the disappearance where?" Ask Zakia to investigate, he also felt something strange with the words of his brother from his friend.

"Emm, don't remember saying."

"Wafiqnya now where is Mas? Why isn't he the one who spoke?"

"Wafiq?" Khalid shook his head again, his brain spinning around looking for reasons from Zakia's question.

"Ee. She has a high fever so she told me to call you." Lied to Gus Khalid again.

"Fever? He looked fine yesterday, Mom."

"Yes, last night he suddenly had a high fever."

"Do I need to see him?"

"Eeh. No need to bother, just a normal fever. No need to worry," said Gus Khalid half in a panic. Do not let Zakia come to visit and see the state of Wafiq as alarming as it is today.

"Alright, then tell my salan to Wafiq."

"Yes, God willing, I will say. Yes, thank you for the information. Assalamu'alaikum." Gus Khalid hung up on him.

"Taxi online," muttered Gus Khalid as he thought hard to find an answer.

"How's Gus? What did Zakia say," asked Umi Salma.

"Say last night Wafiq returned home by taxi online Mi."

"Is it possible that Wafiq was robbed and then charged*sa by the online taxi driver?" Chirps Umi Salma.

"Would we just go to the police so that the culprit can be found quickly?" Kyai Hanafi.

"Police?" Sahut Gus Khalid who seemed a little hesitant.

"If we involve the police, what will not have a bad impact on the Bi pesantren?" Said Gus Khalid again.

Kyai Hanafi was silent at the thought of what his son said.

"Then what other solution would Gus have if he didn't report to the police?" The Umi Salma Protests. He himself felt that the rapist*sa had to be put in prison in order to get the most severe punishment.

"Your sister also needs justice Le," continued Kyai Hanafi who is like Umi Salma.

This time it was Gus Khalid who was silent, he thought hard to find the best solution to the problem that befell his family at this time.

"Look Abi, Ummi. Let me find out for myself first the perpetrator, later if the perpetrator has met, we just take it to the police station, it's done. So this problem does not need to widen everywhere" said Gus Khalid reassured.

"Are you able to investigate Gus yourself?" Umi Salma asked doubt Gus Khalid's words.

"God willing Umi, just pray, come home from here I will go to the Wafiq campus to find the cctv recording, who knows there are clues there," said Gus Khalid mantab.

Gus Khalid looked at his sister's face like there was no light. Cloudy.

He really did not expect that his sister would experience something this bad. Could it be that this was purely a robbery or that someone was deliberately targeting Wafiq?

"Gus, take care of his administration first, we have brought Wafiq home" said Kyai Hanafi.

"Good Bi." Gus Khalid nodded and immediately left the patient room.

After finishing taking care of everything, they brought Ning Wafiq home in the same state, silent and his gaze blank. His eyes only blinked, occasionally letting out tears without a puff.

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Shortly after Ning Wafiq's family arrived home, Gus Abdi berta's wife and both parents had arrived as well.

Nyai Maryam's mother immediately scattered to see the state of Ning Wafiq who sculpted, aware of what happened Nyai Maryam's mother immediately hugged Umi Salma who immediately made Umi Salma tear her eyes again.

"Please, this is a test." Nyai Maryam's mother tried to strengthen her sister.

Hilya approached Ning Wafiq and sat beside him, she herself was also very concerned about the situation of the girl who had once been his rival. Hilya could not imagine if she was in Ning Wafiq's position.

"Where'd Gus go?" Kyai Hanafi asked his son when he saw Gus Khalid grabbing the keys to the car hung near the TV table.

"To the Wafiq Bi campus, there might be a clue there. The plan is to check the cctv." Gus Khalid grabbed Abinya's hand and kissed him.

"Take Gus Abdi, maybe he can help. He's in Wafiq's room with the others."

"No need Bi, Khalid alone, assalamu'alaikum." Gus Khalid did not heed Abinya's advice and left in a hurry.

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The white car driven by Gus Khalid slowly walked into the gate above which there is a monument inscribed with ISLAMIC UNIVERSITY DIPONEGORO.

After parking his car between a row of special minded cars, Gus Khalid walked to the POS Security Guard.

"Assalamu'alaikum sir" Gus Khalid said to the man in black who was sitting relaxed while reading the newspaper in front of the POS.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." The security guard took down his newspaper and nodded kindly to Gus Khalid.

"I'm sorry, can I ask your father for help?"

"What's up, Mom?" Ask the security guard seriously.

"What's wrong, huh?"

"My brother was robbed last night, sir."

"Oh, well then, let me drop off." Hearing Gus Khalid's reasoning, the security guard immediately stood up and guided Gus Khalid to follow in his footsteps.

Arriving at a room on the top floor, the security guard told a man in charge of the operator that the man he was with wanted to see the cctv footage. After obtaining permission, Gus Khalid was invited to view the footage.

"What date is Mas recorded?" Ask a man who looks like he's the same age as Gus Khalid.

"Last night, around the clock."

The man was also seen fiddling with his computer.

"This is Mas" the operator said after playing a video that Gus Khalid wanted.

Gus Khalid carefully watched the video, a moment not overlooked from the eye of Gus Khalid

Gus Khalid's eyes were rounded when he saw a girl standing in front of the campus gate who was none other than Ning Wafiq, judging from her clothes which were the same as the one her sister wore last night.

The next minute came a silver car that stopped right in front of Ning Wafiq standing up, then after that Ning Wafiq was seen getting into the car.

He could not see the taxi driver's face, but at least the license plate was clearly recorded there.

"Can it be sent to my HP sir?" Ask Gus Khalid.

"Can It be."

At least there is a glimmer of hope for Gus Khalid to fight for his younger brother at this time.

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The sound of the Adhan echoed throughout the Pondok Pesantren Al-Falah as the light of the sun began to lean from the west. Every santri both sons and daughters who were initially busy struggling with their respective activities are now flocking to the bathroom to get ready to perform their mandatory worship.

However, that afternoon was something different from the usual day. Somehow the santri kang who usually ajeg become muezzin every time ashar arrives, this time seems to be replaced by someone else.

Kang santri it seems that today his mood is troubled, he curled up in the dark corner of his room because the window and door he closed tightly.

In his hand there is a letter of invitation in light blue in white combination on which are listed two names, above which are listed,

Indriana Citra Saraswati

Binti Bahri Hadiwijaya

with

Muhammad Irham Fanani's

Bin KH's. Hambali Abdul Karim

An invitation that instantly made his heart crack. It's like a dagger.

Indriana, the girl who for about a year filled the long empty recesses of her heart, suddenly sent out an invitation that should have been her name there but instead the name of the man who was there.

And one more thing that makes him more tormented that is, the man who will marry Indri is Gus Fanani, son of Kyai where he is currently nyantri.

How can they be fooled? They are in different schools.

"Azam's Kang?"

A santri suddenly entered Azam's room. Seeing Azam who was silent in the corner of the room, the santri approached him.

"Still at home from this afternoon sitting alone in the corner, later possessed by jin you know!" The temptation of santri.

"Thank you, I've changed adzan." Azam said flatly. He looked up for a moment and then bowed again.

"Here you go, there are still many huts here, don't worry!" Santri named Kang Faiz was crouched and patted Azam's shoulder slowly.

"It looks like if you just talk, you might never feel how it feels to be left alone again unfortunately."

"What does it feel like? Asem, wry, what's bitter?" Kang Faiz's joke did not sound funny in Azam's ears.

Azam only glanced at her with a cynical look.

Kang Faiz cleared his throat, misbehaving because he got a sharp look from Azam.

"Eh, Kang. If later they are married means Kang Azam's girlfriend will live here dong?"

"That's the problem, Kang, am I just a boyong, from here."

"Rabion? Didn't you ever say that Abah Kyai wouldn't let you boyong unless you were getting married?"

Hearing the words of his friend, Azam's face returned lethargic. It was true what Kang Faiz said. Azam used to say goodbye to Kyainya for boyong, but prevented by reason pesantren still need him to become a teacher. Azam can boyong if later already get a mate.

"It's your own fault, if love is indeed mbok ya immediately proposed."

"Monday I wanted to ask Kang, but he said he wanted to be betrothed and he couldn't resist" Azam said. His eyes are back on the dew.

"Yes, I realized that the status between me and Gus Fanani was very different, like heaven and earth. Of course Indri prefers him." Azam threw the invitation paper in his hand with origin.

Kang Faiz fell silent, rubbing Azam's shoulder. He understood what his friend was feeling.

Azam thought back to the first time when he met Indri.

It was at the wedding of Hilya, Azam's sister. Azam, who at that time was cheering into his sister's room, did not know if there was anyone else in there, and at that time Indri was alone in the middle of combing his long decomposed black hair, making Azam surprised and fascinated.

Hilya who knows her brother's giragat ahirnya trying to bring the two closer.

But because both are still alive in the boarding school, their opportunity to greet each other through cyberspace was limited due to limited opportunities to hold a mobile phone. Only on Friday can they exchange news, even if Azam is not busy.

"Once, pray first there. Don't let it just because your heartbreak makes you an infidel" said Kang Faiz reminded.

Kang Faiz stood up and walked towards his locker, picking up a large, thick book.

"Yes, don't stay yet. It's time to pay Ihya', " Kang Faiz said again before he finally came out of the room.

Azam looked back at the invitation paper he threw earlier, he rubbed his face rough and immediately rose from his seat and went out of his room to fulfill his obligations as a Muslim. He decided to skip the activities of naji first today, his sadness really makes him lazy to do anything.