Heavenly Earth's

chapter 58

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"Yes, I'm out. I'm looking for my Hijab first"

Kahyangan got up from his seat and walked slowly towards the wardrobe, he took the mocca-colored hijab pashmina to match the robe he was wearing today.

The sweet Christian girl was so beautiful with pashima that she just wore it on her head, both sides only she sash right on her left right shoulder.

"I remember, my father used to dress me up like this" muttered Yayang in front of the mirror of his dresser.

Lek's check..

"Ummi, Come... "

Kahyangan immediately turned his head towards the door when he cut down the voice of Nisa who told him to quickly come out.

With a step, Yayang walked over to Nisa who was standing in the doorway waiting for her.

"Not using a stick? " ask Abah who happened to pass in front of Yayang's room.

"Yes, I want to get used to it, Bah" replied Yayang, but he knew very well that his decision made everyone worried about him.

"Yes, but don't force it too much"

Yayang just nodded and smiled, he stepped back with Nisa towards the living room to approach Ambu and the others.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Yayang, he kissed the backs of the hands of the guests present, everyone was so enchanted by her beauty and grace.

"MashaAllah, very beautiful. I'm this DP so the ghost can be yes Ambu" teased one of the mother's mother who finally invited laughter from the others.

"His heart still belongs to someone else" Ambu replied as he glanced towards Yayang who was bowed in shame.

"It is very proud of certainly the man who became his match Yayang yes, hopefully diasoleh, kind and can be a priest in the family" said the other who was directly in Aamiwan by his brother.

Kahyangan could only bow, he spoke the name of Earth and Aamin many times in his heart.

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Now the day of kahyangan is always filled with listening to studies from the university and university invited Ambu and Abah to the house for weekly or monthly study events.

He who was never absent for Sunday worship to church now no longer set foot in the house of God the owner of his life.

Not unwilling, but he hesitated to go there with his condition now even though Abah or Iqbal often offered to take him to the Church.

But Yayang chose to read the Bible in his room or just pray to pour out his heart.

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You can't do anything without God

But you can achieve everything with Allah's Permission SWT.

"What's wrong?" ask Ambu.

"Nothing" he replied with a forced smile.

The two again heard that Tausiyah was given a young ustadz who was quite famous in the city where they lived until it was finished.

The recitation ended with a prayer together and after eating together to taste the dishes provided by the Abah and Ambu families.

"MashaAllah tastes the cake very good" Praise ustadz.

"Yes, my son made it" replied Abah.

"Oh, how many sons and daughters does Abah have?"

"One son and one daughter" replied Abah again, by which the princess meant Khayangan here.

Kahyangan could only smile while looking down, how happy he was when Abah introduced him to everyone as the daughter or sister of Iqbal, something he had never felt since Dad died a dozen years ago.

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Is there a candidate for Abah's daughter?

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Mr. Ustadz just nongol directly ask for tampol

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