Sky Earth
CHAPTER 8

Although the four young men slept until early in the morning, but at dawn Hafidz still woke up carrying out his duties. He wakes up his two friends Indra and Devin because Deril is non-Muslim so let the apartment owner sleep well. After performing the prayer, Indra and Devin fall back asleep, while Hafidz chooses to check on Sagita's sosmed, already very curious about the contents of the girl's sosmed, hoping to find more clues.

"A lot of posts," he murmured as he saw the post on the girl's Ig.

Noticing one by one the photos attached there, he stopped at a family photo. His heart rippled as he looked at the photo. Where in the photo, there is Sagita, both his parents and one teenage boy, maybe it's his sister.

Not until there, Hafidz continued to slide down, looking for other clues. And he found a picture of the funeral, where Sagita wrote a caption 'If you don't go first'. Hafidz read the inscription on the gravestone.

"Algifali Atmawijaya, he was born and died on the same day, and that's the date of Sagita's birth" he murmured.

"What possible? But why the reason?" he asked himself about the possibility he was thinking about.

"So, it's too complicated all this, '" he murmured again.

He tried to ignore the tomb and re-shifted the photo of Sagita. Until he was tired of shifting, the contents of the photo were just a photo of the girl and her friends. Until at the end, he found a photo of a woman similar to Sagita's mother. But the woman is seen sitting in a wheelchair with a glare of the eyes implying a sadness.

'Mama's Miss Masyarakat' that's the caption written by Sagita. Makes her think why miss her mom? Though they lived together, ah, maybe her mother was sick so she missed her. That's why Hafidz always thinks positively.

Somehow it felt reluctant to take off the vision from the woman's photo, he even deliberately enlarged the woman's face, and how surprised he was when he found the thing he had been looking for. Right, it's not wrong anymore. The woman was wearing the same letter-shaped necklace as the one she had. That means they were both really twin brothers, then who was inside the tomb? Why does this feel so awkward? Could it be his own mother who threw it away? Or someone else, but who?

Suddenly his chest feels tight, when he knows the reality, it could be his own mother who threw it away. But why should he be thrown out? Wh why? Is it that bad that his family doesn't want it? Somehow he was so disappointed and angry, straight out of the application, did not want to look longer at the woman who made him hurt.

"Astaghfirullah, how should I, O Allah?" Hafidz rubbed his face. Inhaling as much air as possible, as his chest felt tight.

"Do I have to hate my own mother? But that cannot happen, however bad he is as I am, yet he who hanged me for nine months, and gave birth to me. But why does it feel so hard to admit that, if he deliberately threw me away," he explained.

Right now his mind is in a mess, and he can't do anything about it. Then decided to contact her mother in the village, asking for the best solution from her mother, because she believed her mother could give her good advice.

"Don't suudzon first, son, you have to find out what the truth is. How could you be thrown away, but why did they think you were dead? I think it's an oddity, and I'm also convinced that what brought you here is not your own mother, it could be a bad person who deliberately wanted to destroy the Atmawijaya family. Mother's message, no role to hate your mother, can't have a mother to throw away her own flesh and blood, unless she has no heart," that's the message that Bu Nurul conveyed to Hafidz.

"Don't forget, ask God for guidance. God willing it will be facilitated the way, son," said the mother.

Hafidz agreed with the mother's words, he also felt that there was something strange in the family. Butwhat? That means he has to find more information about the Atmawijaya family.

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Monday is an amazing day, arguably the most exhausting day, inexplicably Monday is always feared by everyone. Whatever day it is, the count remains the same, twenty-four hours, but it is as if Monday has longer hours than any other day. I don't know.

A lecturer entered the classroom for the first time, because this time he entered the classroom of first-semester students who had only walked for a week.

Loyal lecturers, often mingling with their students, unlike others, make him loved by many students.

"This is the first time I've been to this class? Yes, last Sunday I did not attend, so for this first meeting I want to get to know you one by one. I already know, now it's your turn," Mr. Budi, a lecturer of about forty years old, invited his students to get acquainted one by one.

"I'm Sagita Atmawijaya Pak," Gita's turn to introduce himself, making Pak Budi tingle one eye.

"Wait a minute Sagita, you look a lot like my student, he's third semester now. In the same department, his name is Hafidz. I think we were his sister, it was not yes," Mr. Budi was also surprised when he saw Sagita who was very similar to Hafidz.

"Yes, not sir. I don't even know him" Gita said. After that, continue with the other students.

"A lot of kating that says if Lo looks like a guy, I'm curious what kind of guy Lo looks like," Karin Gita's best friend whispered in her ear.

"Let's find out" whispered Sagita.

Sure enough, after completing the course Gita accompanied by Karin looking for a man who he said very similar to Sagita. They are without hesitation to go to the third semester students as discussed by Mr. Budi.

"Ka, you know a guy whose name was Git? Haris yes, or who the hell, who he said looks like Gita," Karin forgot to remember the guy's name.

"Haris, his name is Haris, but he doesn't look like the Gita. Not Haris times," replied the young man who was asked by Karin.

"Hafidz may be Ka. If you are looking for Hafidz, look for it in the perpus, if it is not under a tree near the perpus, it is usually there. If it's not wrong today he wears a white shirt" said another student who happened to be there and knew Hafidz. While those who were not very familiar with Hafidz because they are different majors.

"Yes Hafidz Rin, not Haris. Thanks, if you'll excuse me" Sagita pulled Karin's hand as if reluctant to leave the place.

"It turns out Lo here just wanted to see the Ark's face, ck," Gita clucked bitterly when he realized his best friend's ultimate goal.

"All Git. The only part we know is Arka, the others are in other faculties,"

"Yes, yes," lazy to serve Karin.

The two of them arrived at the library, both of whom were hesitant to go inside.

"We'll look outside first, who knows if he's there" Karin suggested.

The two were looking around the library, sure enough they saw a young man sitting in a chair under a tree, reading with fun.

"It looks like he is, seen from afar like if the person is handsome," said Karin.

Somehow Gita felt her heart beating irregularly, but she had not seen the young man's face.

"Excuse me, Mas Hafidz huh?" Karin asked.

Hafidz took his focus off the book he was reading, seeing who called his name.

Deg

Surprised, of course. The girl he believed to be his brother was now standing in front of him.

Seriate...

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