Imram And Arul And My Solid Team

Chapter 54. My Grandchild Finally Comes.

Long trip with four stops at the stall, making more and more Patih Snack pouches. Because Patih is a strong figure, though not responsible for spending it.

Fortunately there was Mr. Ayat's son, who helped him spend his Snack that could not be exhausted, so much.

Finally arrived at the intended city, and until also at the house of the paranormal mother.

Amira saw the mother as simple, kind and humble and very friendly.

Amira's mother began to rest for about half an hour, lay down and sit on the floor there is also a plastic mat.

Before long the woman, who may be the age of Amira's mother, began to sit behind a table in front of her to her high chest, if she was sitting.

The mother closed her eyes and emptied her mind.

Shortly after, the mother coughed and heard a voice like grandfather coughing. He asked for a shirt that the man used to wear praying, and a white scarf he tied around his head, like a sacrificial hat.

Complete is the appearance of women like Amira, but dress up men.

He looked at Amira affectionately, and sadness flashed in his eyes.

He said, with a heavy voice containing deep sadness.

He started to say hello.

"Assalamu Alaikum Warahmatullahi Westarakatuh.

Allahumma sholli Ala sayyidina Muhammad wa ala Alihi sayyidina Muhammad.

Bismillah rahmanirrahim . "

He also read Alfatiha, Amira stunned by this incoming Spirit reciting the verses of the Qur'an.

Finally he said back which made Amira more confused and quite surprised.

"My grandson...You've finally come."

Amira gasped also called Grandchild, but Amira just shut up because she is the queen kepo.

"My grandchildren...My grandson takes care of you, is still a baby until like this. Do you know my grandson. In all these mountains, the gold is your Buyut's Grandson's. And you are my grandson whom I have appointed to be my heir here."

"Wow, so be more confused, let me hear him speak first, but Why do my tears also flow, it seems I also know him well, even though I have never met. Has he been around me all this time ? only I didn't see him, because he and I were in different worlds. I don't know how I feel, why I love her so much."

Amira only fell silent in silence in the arms of women her age, but dressed as Men. Even Mr. Ayat's wife also cried with her Mother who was also present at the place. I don't know it is nuanced haru enveloping all the hearts in that place.

The man dressed woman spoke again.

Grandson if my treasure on the mountain is exposed Grandson, Pay attention to the fate of the Little Grandson, be a rich and generous person, as your minds My grandchildren from childhood until now, I choose you, I choose you, because you are my kind-hearted and honest-hearted grandson and my grandson is clean-hearted.

My grandchildren don't be fooled by the Yellow.

Amira was very surprised, He knew about the Yellow, Amira put her ears well - well.

"Your grandson is the key, and my heir, lest he plunge you into the nature of Mus*Rik, which is so hated by the Almighty. Don't mind him. Just bring this sambulugana which consists of the series leaves and leaves of the king which amount to seven forms, between ascending and the two of us who will open the Grandchild's treasure. I'll wait for you upstairs and take it to the rock behind the people's tent upstairs, I'll lead you to see where Grandchild belongs."

He also began to take yellow cloth, and took another white cloth, as big as a handkerchief and began to wrap the leaves and fruit are also planted in the community garden. Tied it.

Amira took it, after the package was given to Amira.

Amira felt like in the world of the kingdom.

"My grandson if I come out of this body later, try to call the Princess of gold, she is the Golden Princess of the Almighty Emissary, her duty is as the Princess of the golden key not only here, but also here, but all over the world, ask him for forgiveness.

Amira was getting confused, but Amira just kept quiet and nodded.

For a moment the mother's eyes closed again. And finally regained consciousness and began to open the white cloth on his head, and the Man's prayer suit.

I also said, Sorry Mom, I was told by Grandpa Buyut to call Princess Gold.

The mother nodded and closed her eyes again.

Before long there was a very soft and graceful voice greeting.

He was like the Spirit of Buyut Amira, said his greetings then the shahadah then read Alfatiha. The King of Prayer that my father always taught us, to read it if you want to do anything.

He looked at Amira.

"Ooohh.you've come too..."

While mangosteen - mangosteen and smile beautiful and graceful.

I too said kepo.

"My great-grandfather spoke with me, and He told me to call us Princesses, saying we are the Golden Daughter of the Almighty in this world."

"Yes it's true that I'm the golden key-opening princess, all the golden guard genies are my maids. What do you want to say.?"

Still in a soft voice.

"I want to ask if I can cultivate gold on Peyi - peyi."

"Yes can, because indeed you are the heir, and in this area is your Buyut's treasure and he has chosen you as his heir. Ooh yeah don't be fooled by the Yellow, later I will be angry with him, you know he's just my servant."

I also said.

"Yes Princess."

"Is there anything to ask again."

"No more Princesses, thank you for coming to see me."

"Yes, thank you for coming back."

Even the eyes of my mother, who was the same age as me, closed back.

Soon she was normal again to be a friendly and kind Housewife.

Amira had a casual conversation with the mother, and Mr. Ayat's Wife, recounted what had happened.

The familiar atmosphere is intertwined again, like a family reunion.

It turns out that the Mother and Mr. Ayat's Wife had a family relationship with me. Because my great-grandfather was three brothers from Saudi Arabia and one of his brothers spread Islam in this area. And that Mother, and Mr. Ayat's Wife have a lineage with me. It is fitting that Mr. Ayat and his wife are familiar with me immediately.

It seems I am in this area already my destiny line here. All of them are the secrets of the Creator, we ordinary humans are just living destiny. Hopefully it will be beautiful in time. Amin 🤲

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