Heavenly Earth's

chapter 71

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"What's wrong with me?" the Earth is deep in the heart.

He was suddenly agitated and felt completely wrong until Oppa had to repeatedly reprimand him.

"Nothing, Oppa" was the middle man's answer when asked by the middle man sitting by his side.

Oppa just smiled at the behavior of his proud grandson, A young man who was first in love but had to be hurt on the word of difference Faith .

"Opaa, is it far away?" ask the stale Earth to expel her strange feelings.

"How many minutes, what's wrong?" Tempt Oppa while asking back who finally only answered the head by the Earth.

Fifteen minutes later the car stopped in the parking lot of a mosque that was not so big but had a large yard, which was quite large, on the right side there are several large trees in front of it there is also a fish pond and a fountain.

"Yuk, get off" Oppa asked.

"There is still an hour for prayer dzuhur" exclaimed Bumi who only answered a small smile by Oppa.

"There is a library inside, we can go there while waiting for the Adhan"

Oppa took a slow step with the grandson to one of the rooms next to the mosque, there were only two people there.

One Manager and another may be the same visitor as him.

The earth pulled one of the iron chairs very slowly after he took the original book because for him all the books are interesting if read carefully.

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"You want to walk now?" ask Abah and Iqbal on the porch.

"Yes, dzuhur prayer is the same as Friday prayer there" replied Abah after sipping his coffee which stayed a little.

"Yes, Ambu call Yayang first yes"

The middle-aged woman turned her body, she went back into the house to the niece's room which after breakfast had not come out of her room.

Tok...

"Well, can Ambu come in?"

"Yes, Ambu. Sorry for a long time" said Kahyangan while opening the door and now the two women have faced each other.

"Ready Ambu, God willing Yayang ready" he replied as he hugged Ambu, a middle-aged woman who is currently playing the role of a substitute mother for him.

"Yes, let's be ready"

Kahyangan took off his embrace, he went back into the room to pick up the bag and pashmina on the bed.

"May hijrahmu istiqomah yes beautiful, after this wear your hijab properly and neatly do not let any hair visible, try to cover the chest, Understand?!" Ambu Message.

"Understood, Ambu. Yayang will follow all his duties and commands"

Once again they hugged, Ambu rubbed his back and kissed his nephew's forehead very gently. His longing for Joseph seemed to have been paid in cash by God when this little girl was in his arms.

Ahem...

Deheman Iqbal instantly made Yayang unravel his embrace, he smiled knotfully as the One Child's Widow folded her hands across her chest.

"Waiting for you!"

"Sorry" said Yayang and Ambu simultaneously while chuckling.

All three are now walking towards the terrace, Iqbal who has stepped directly into the car because it is ready to leave.

Abah, Ambu, Kahyangan and Nisa also rushed to follow and occupy their respective seats.

"Nisa is sitting here with Abah"

"No, Nisa wants to be the same Ummi" replied the beautiful girl in the pink hijab.

Kahyangan who was silent was left alone by Ambu, The woman knew if maybe Yayang was feeling the tremendous heartbeat at this time Because after all this was a historic day for him.

"Mom, Yayang's hands were shaking like this"

"Bismillah yes, strengthen your heart" replied Ambu reassuring Yayang if all is well.

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"But my heart seems like something else, but I don't know what!"