Sky Earth
Prologues

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A young woman looks angry when a baby cries and cannot be calmed.

"Fucking baby! It can't be dibelak!" yelled the woman.

But the baby's cries just got louder.

"Dikasih drink again, Non," said the driver who brought him.

Soon the woman reached for a bottle of formula, but the baby did not want to stop crying. It made the woman growl again, but a few seconds later, she put the earphones on the baby's ear, ignoring the crying. It was so cruel for the woman to let the tiny baby cry incessantly.

Fajr had been reverberating, a luxury car was parked on the side of the rural road that was still quiet, only the sound of the Adhan echoed throughout the village. A woman came out of the luxury car carrying a cardboard box containing an innocent little baby, walked around and then placed the cardboard carelessly in the middle of the bush. After that, he immediately returned to the car with the driver who had been watching him. Without realizing it, his pendant fell near the cardboard.

"Finally my mission succeeded" said the woman excited.

"After this Mr. Tio had to go out of the house, Mr. moved to work at my friend's place in Padang, where Mr. I will give money according to our agreement, as long as you keep this secret" the woman told the driver.

"Beres Non, I am also tired of working there, Madam too many requests," complained the driver who was none other than the driver of the older sister.

"Good," the woman chimed in with her demonic smile.

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The usual morning routine of Nurul and Ahmad the husband, they started with a congregational dawn prayer in the mosque. For some reason this morning, after returning home from dawn prayers, Nurul was eager to visit the grave of her son who had left five years ago.

Not yet arrived at the tomb, both of them heard the cry of a baby around the bushes, finally both of them looking for the source of the baby's voice, they were surprised when they found a tiny baby, a little baby, being crying inside a cardboard instant noodles.

"Oh my God, who could throw away this handsome baby? What a savage person," said Nurul after holding the baby. Without feeling his tears just flow, when he saw the face of a baby who was flushed by mosquitoes.

"When there are so many women out there who want to have children, like me who can't get pregnant again, but why does this man throw away his child, O God," lirih Nurul was still with tears.

"Choose Buk. Now we take the baby home Buk, 'cause she's cold" Nurul agrees to the husband's proposal.

Just stepping Ahmad saw something near his flip-flops, he also picked up the object.

"What's up, sir?" ask Nurul.

"It's Buk, there's a really nice necklace." Ahmad showed the necklace to his wife.

"Alright Buk,"

The two return home, thwarting his intentions to the grave of the deceased son.

After reaching home, Nurul carefully changed the handsome baby clothes with the clothes of his former son who deliberately kept neat in the closet. Do not forget to give the formula you get from the stall near the house. As a result, the baby fell asleep in his carrier.

The news of the baby's discovery had reached Mr. Lurah's ears, because Ahmad immediately reported the baby's discovery.

According to the agreement, the baby will be adopted by Ahmad and Nurul with various conditions that they must meet. After everything was settled, Nurul and Ahmad also held a thanksgiving as well as the name of the baby.

"We both agreed to name Muhammad Hafidz the same as our deceased son who preceded us, the name given by my kiyai in the pesantren first" Ahmad said during the ceremony.

Actually, Nurul's parents did not really approve of the decision of the child and his daughter-in-law to take care of a baby who did not know where it came from. But with the persuasion that Nurul threw, finally his parents agreed. The reason both Nurul's parents disagreed, was because of their mediocre lives, working today to eat today as well. Fear later the baby was not taken care of and even burdened them.

Maybe both of Nurul's parents don't know, if the child carries their own fortune.

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On the other hand, the number one richest family in the capital is in mourning, as a newborn boy three days ago died of heart failure. That's the reason given by doctors who handle the birth of two babies.

"Already Ma, we still have one child that we have to take care of seriously, Gita needs love from us Ma, let Gifa calm down, God willing, he will help us in the hereafter," the husband said to his wife who was endlessly crying over their son.

The woman simply shook her head, she still could not accept this reality. Keep crying until her consciousness is gone.

In the other room, in the house, a woman with a face similar to the woman who was crying earlier, was seen urgently looking for her precious object.

"What don't-don't? Ah no way! It must still be in the room, I have to find it until I meet," said the woman and re-unpacked the contents of her room.

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** Note

Here I will tell you a lot about Hafidz's life. The twin will be there after they meet.

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