GUS IDOL

Buntu Street

"Here is Gus" said Gus Abdi when he and Gus Khalid reached the exact spot where he had found Ning Wafiq last night.

Gus Khalid pulled the car over and the two men got out of it.

The two of them circulated to each other a glance at the surrounding area. Streets that are not too crowded and housing also look rare, there are only food stalls that are located far apart.

Along the edge of the road lined with large towering trees that when the day looks cool, but if at night of course this place looks quiet and dark.

"What are we looking for here, Gus?" Gus Abdi asked.

"Who knows Wafiq bag left around here Mas," replied Gus Khalid who still circulated his views.

"We split up, I went there, you went there" Gus Abdi said.

"All right." Gus Khalid immediately stepped foot."

"Oh, yes. What kind of wafiq bag is that?" Ask Gus Abdi who made Gus Khalid turn back.

"It's brown" replied Gus Khalid after recalling.

They scoured the streets and checked the bushes around hoping to find what they were looking for.

Gus Khalid was still trying to dial Ning Wafiq's cell phone number even though he knew it was off.

*

"Where are we?" Gus Khalid asked Gus Abdi after they both returned to the car.

"So I asked the shopkeeper over there." Gus Abdi pointed to a bamboo stall that was about 50 meters away from them.

"Said last night to see a girl who was taken down from a car, alone. It could be that he meant Wafiq Gus."

"Keep that car?" Gus Khalid asked with a tense feeling.

"Say the car just left after taking the girl down" Gus Abdi said.

Gus Khalid pressed his temple firmly, he screeched in annoyance.

"Oh Allah..!!" Hisses.

"Maybe we should just report to the police Gus," proposed Gus Abdi, stared at the young man who seemed restless in front of him.

Gus Khalid did not reply, he himself felt a dilemma between two options, should he report this to the police and set aside the good name of the boarding school?

Gus Khalid placed both hands above his waist while looking up at the sky.

"I know it's not easy, you should blow this up with your family first" Gus Abdi said carefully.

Gus Khalid sighed violently and slowly lowered his hand.

"All right," he said later.

The two men got into the car and decided to go home.

***

The sky has darkened, the search for Gus Khalid and Gus Abdi from morning until evening has not yielded results, but it is deadlocked.

They also decided to go home.

"Mas!"

Hilya hurriedly approached her husband when she saw him just entering the room.

"Indri.." Hilya's words stopped, he just remembered that Gus Abdi had just returned from the search for the rapist*sa Ning Wafiq.

"Oh, yes.. How about Mas? Have you met the culprit?" Ask Hilya.

Gus Abdi shook his head slowly, his face looked so tired.

"Lha continues?" Ask Hilya again.

"Don't know the deck, Mas told Khalid to call the police." Gus Abdi put his coffee on the nightstand and took off his shirt buttons.

"Hopefully resolved soon, this matter. Poor Ning Wafiq too, what a pity his fate."

"Oh, yeah. Looks like you said Indri. Why her?" Said Gus Abdi who is now laying his body wrapped in a white T-shirt on the bed. It felt too tired to immediately go to take a bath, for a moment he took off his fatigue first.

"Indri wants to marry me."

Hilya did not immediately answer, she took the invitation letter she put in the drawer and showed it to her husband.

Gus Abdi then got up and sat down and grabbed the invitation paper from Hilya's hand.

The look on his face that had seemed haggard with fatigue had now changed drastically due to his shock.

"Lho, what?"

"He's defiled Mas."

"Kirain Indri and Mas Azam like each other."

"This is wrong Mas Azam, due to too long nganggurin Indri, so the hunt is proposed by others deh." Hilya folded her hands in front of her chest while putting on her disappointed face.

"Maybe it's not the deck mate, don't regret it."

"But it's.."

"Repentious of God's destiny is not good" Gus Abdi reminded.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim," murmured Hilya.

"It's a good thing I didn't lose quickly to Khalid. A little late, you're going to marry that Khalid." Gus Abdi smiled, recalling the old days when he came to Hilya's house to propose.

"Ah, not really. I love Gus Abdi, not Gus Khalid" Hilya said, blinking her eyes.

"Marling..!" Gus Abdi's cheeks were seen meeting, apparently he was flattered by the statement of love from his wife.

"The series...!!" Hilya assured.

"It looks like Indri's future husband is Kyai's son." Gus Abdi again spread his body, folded his hands as a head pad.

"Yes. Gus Fanani, son of Kyai Hambali, Kyainya Mas Azam."

Gus Abdi again surprised to hear Hilya's words, suddenly he raised his head and switched the position tilted with his hands propped his head facing Hilya who sat beside him.

"Seriously deck? How could that be a coincidence?"

"Yes Mas. That's why I'm worried about Mas Azam, imagine how he would feel if he had to be in an environment with Indri who was married later."

"Find the future wife for your Masmu, let her cepet move on." Said Gus Abdi.

"It's not that easy, Mas."

"Lha keeps wanting how else to yang..!!" Gus Abdi suddenly rose to embrace Hilya's body until they were both lying on the bed.

"Yes...!!! You...!!! Take a shower..!!" Pekik Hilya tried to stretch the hand of Gus Abdi who hugged his body tightly.

Instead of releasing Gus Abdi even further tighten his embrace while laughing.

Not short of reason, Hilya bit Gus Abdi's arm with rage so that Gus Abdi grimaced in pain and let go of his hand.

"Sick Deck!" Gus Abdi rubbed Hilya's bite marks leaving behind a row of her teeth.

"Eat him don't be naughty. Then the atmosphere is tense like this for the sake of Mas even ngajak kidding," Hilya murmur.

"Let's not strain the Deck," replied Gus Abdi lightly. He took a towel and went to take a bath leaving Hilya who was still wearing face.

Shortly thereafter, there was a sound of water gurgling from the bathroom.

Hilya turned to cleaning her husband's dirty clothes and then cleaning the bed and then lay down on it. Hilya began to yawn, glimpsed by the wall clock that already showed ten o'clock at night. He also began to close his eyes.

Just about to fall asleep, Hilya suddenly increased a little in shock because of a hand coiled in her stomach.

The smell of soap emanated from the body of the man who had the title of her husband.

Hilya smiled and closed her eyes again.

"When is this the Deck?" Said Gus Abdi who rubbed his wife's flat stomach.

A full expression of damba. Of course, he had missed the presence of the baby in their marriage. Almost a year was the age of their marriage, but God did not want to give them that trust.

"Berdo'a Mas, hopefully hastened," said Hilya lirih. There was a bit of pain in her heart when she heard the question from her husband. There is a feeling of disappointment mixed with guilt because he never went to give what was dreamed by the husband and his whole family. Yes, of course, the whole family has also been waiting for those moments, moments where there is the sound of crying babies in their homes.

"Amijin!! Berdo'a must also be accompanied by the efforts of dong." Gus Abdi pulled out the blanket and covered the entire body of the two of them. Hilya just pinched the spoiled arm of her husband.