WAIT FOR ME AT THE DOOR OF HEAVEN
TAPS. Part 1. Mate in the hands of mother
"The journey of seeking love because God is calmer is certainly berahala because it is always monitored so as not to fall in the wrong way."
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The word soul is in God's hands. The soul mate says it is merely divine destiny. But in reality lives a girl named Vivia princess utami. The soul mate is in her mother's hands.
"Honey, ntar go home directly to the campus, yes" said a short message from the mother.
In his mind already collided various sentences of premonition about the intent of the contents of his short message mother.
He also stepped on his feet to immediately take his car. after getting into his car .. he immediately drove his car to the highway to go home. A few moments later.
"God is strong in my faith" stroking my chest as I looked in front of the gate of his house parked a BMW.
He immediately entered the yard of his house to immediately park his car in the yard of his house which is quite large and can accommodate several luxury cars.
After perfectly parked his car he immediately went down and stepped his feet to the terrace of his house towards the main door.
"Assalamualaik."
"Waalikum salam," answered the men who were inside the house, while turning his head as the origin of his voice came.
"Eh., baby's home, come here baby,"
greet my Mother while waving - wave her hand calling to come closer.
"So this is well her son jeng .. beautiful." praise my Mother's guest.
"Tante.can be his muji. Ntar, Vivia flew to the seventh sky and not back here again," I said with a smile while sitting next to my Mother.
Actually I was reluctant to sit with my mother's guests what else there is a mother's guest boy but again - again I was cornered with the desire that always wanted to be a dutiful child.
"What semester is it, baby?" ask my Mother's guests.
"It's aunt's last semester" I replied.
"Oh .. soon dong ya pass," said his guest later. I answered with a smile.
Visual figure
1 . Princess vivia utami
A righteous woman who has everything, is kind and obedient. But about matchmaking still no one can match him including his mother.
Yusuf Akbar
A simple gentleman who has nothing. Although he is only a tailor and a teacher in the mosque but he remains optimistic in the happiness of his loved ones.
Mother Vivi
Mother Vivi is a person who always measures everything with money. In his dictionary there are only treasures..harta.
That is the visual character that is in the mind of the author. The visual of this character is only a sweetener of this story and sorry if the visual character does not fit the storyline.
"When talking about marriage, God says that your partner is like a dress for you. A dress can be fitted or ill-fitted. But in any case, clothes will cover, protect, and beautify imperfections."
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