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BANG HANS IS KANGEN AGAIN?

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THE WORLD IS A TEST COUNTRY

It's in the world! Not in heaven!

There is no friendship without strife,

No job is entirely comfortable,

No face and physique is always perfect. There is no marriage without quarrels. And there is no life that is entirely beautiful.

Because the world is a test country. As long as we are alive, God will continue to test us

Prophet ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ ⁇ _DICKDICK:

“Trial will always fall on a believer and a believer, both on him, on his son, and on his property, so that he meets God without any sin.” [SV. Ahmad, At-Tirmidhi, Shahih Sunan At-Tirmidhi, 2/565 no. 2399]

So be patient and free your mind from the hope of all wanting to be perfect. Because everything has its suffering. Everything has its flaws. Everything has its test, though,

Live life as it should without ambition. That way you will feel calm. Because life will feel spacious when you react to it that the life of the world is full of tests and there must be shortcomings.

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After learning of his wife's whereabouts, through the gatekeeper of his house. Hans directs his car to Ustadz Khairul's An-Nur boarding school. After a journey of an hour. Finally Hans car began to enter the boarding school area.

After parking his car, Hans rushed down. But he just closed his car suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder. And spontaneously he immediately turned his head back, and saw by him an old man in white robes and sacrifices was smiling gently at him.

"Eh! Abi's? Assalamu'alaikum Bi, how's Bi?" hans said, as he greeted and kissed the old man's hand, which was none other than Ustadz Khairul.

"Wa'alaikumus hail warahmatullahi wabarakatu, Alhamdulillah Abi good Nak. How are you doing yourself? Have you been in the closet for a long time?" reply Ustadz Khairul, and again ask Hans.

"Yes nih Bi, but Alhamdulilah, Hans is good also kok Bi," Hans replied, feeling bad, when satirized had not been to the cottage for a long time.

"Thank God, thank God then. Abi was happy to hear that. Yes, let's go in" Ustadz Khairul asked, holding Hans' hand.

"Sorry Bi, Hans came here because there needs to be the same Nyah Bi. Nyah's in Bi's cynic?" reply Hans slightly felt bad again, for rejecting the invitation of Ustadz Khairul. But because he still thinks of his wife, he was forced to reject her.

"Ooh. Maybe he is currently teaching santri kalong naji children, in the Hall over there Nak," said Ustadz, Khairul, as he pointed to a Hall adjacent to the mosque.

"Go away son," replied Ustadz Khairul briefly.

"Alhamdulillah, thank you Bi, then Hans there huh?" hans said, pleased.

"Just like son, go."

After getting an answer from Ustadz Khairul, Hans immediately rushed to the Hall addressed by Ustadz Khairul earlier. Arriving there in the hall, Hans seemed hesitant, when he saw there were some veiled women there who were teaching. In addition, they were all sitting at the table to teach Hans, it was difficult to see their stomachs.

For Hans, to distinguish his wife from the other veiled women was his stomach, because only his wife should have a big belly because of her pregnancy. And while he was still watching the veiled women, he was suddenly startled by the voice of the little boy calling his name.

"Uncle Hans! What's Uncle doing standing here?"

Hearing the child's voice, Hans turned to the source of the voice, "Eh, Yumna!" hans jolted, when he saw a little girl, who was folding her hands under his chest, "Oh. That Uncle was looking for Ustadzah Inayah, could Yumna call Ustadzah Inayah?" hans again.

"Oooh..so uncle yaa who has made Ustadzah Inayah cry huh?" little Yumna asked, as she ruffled her waist and put her cynical face on Hans.

Hans, who saw Yumna's look, immediately raised his eyebrows, "Ay..! A little boy is like an adult! Modelo oomph!" hans grumbled, getting annoyed. Because right now his mind is a little messed up.

"What did Uncle say? Sook models?" asked Yumna, who apparently he heard Hans grunt, "Feelings, Umnah does not feel like a model Uncle! So Uncle don't tell me, Umnah pretended to be a model!" yumna continued, back in the waist.

"Dad! Who said Yumna was a model anyway? Uncle just said model-ass, that means... Aah... Why am I taking care of this anyway?" hans replied, as he patted her on the forehead, "Haiis.. Look at Yumna, Uncle is currently in a hurry! So does Yumna know where Aunty Inayah is?" hans asked, directly diverting the conversation.

"Umna knows where Aunty Nyah is! Just said Aunty, don't tell anyone, if there's a lodge, it's Uncle!" yumna said that he had unknowingly told her where Inayah was. Hearing Yumna's words, Hans immediately smiled funnyly.

"Ooh, is that it? Oh, forget it then! Now Yumna should continue again. But before you say thank you, baby, now come in," said Hans, hoping Yumna would leave soon, because he wanted to see his wife.

"Okay uncle together, then Umna enter first huh?" pamit Yumna's.

"Dear, go" Hans replied, and Yumna rushed in. While Hans immediately rushed to go to his cottage Inayah which is located behind the cottage of santriwati, precisely the cottage felt in the area of tea plantations, which is still the cottage area as well.

When Hans was walking down the street in the tea plantation. Suddenly he remembered Naazwa, "Why do I remember Yumna? Screaming he often took me for a walk here," muttered Hans, who appeared to have stopped his steps in the middle of the tea plantation. But when he was enjoying the beauty of the surrounding suddenly heard the voice of a woman from behind him.

"Ooh..so the story Bang Hans again kangen huh? Same ukhty Yumna?"

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