Sky Earth
CHAPTER 2

Hafidz never stopped looking at the diamond necklace with a light blue bedong. Although it has been a dozen years bedong it still looks good, maybe because it is only made once after it is stored neatly in the closet by Mother.

He recounted the incident seventeen years ago when Hafidz was first discovered. While Mother can only cry while holding Hafidz's hand. Hafidz did not want to leave him, he had lost a child and did not want it to happen a second time.

Hafidz listened to the Father's story with tears in his eyes. Didn't think it turned out to be a wasted child, who deliberately threw it away? Is it possible to be his own mother, or someone else? She hopes it wasn't her mother who threw it away on purpose.

"Is it possible that I was born from a forbidden relationship, until they banished me? I am not wanted by them" said Hafidz, not imagined if he was born from a forbidden relationship.

Hearing Hafidz's words, Bu Nurul immediately hugged his son. Never once imagined in his mind, if Hafidz was born from a forbidden relationship, never. But Hafidz thinks so. No matter what he thought, Hafidz was born out of a forbidden relationship or not, which he knew was a holy newborn without any sin.

"Although your words are true, for the mother it does not matter, you are a good child and devoted parents. Your biological parents must be very sorry to throw you out first if they know their children are now sholy, filial and smart children," said Mother still with tears.

Hafidz replied to the mother's embrace, "I don't want to know they are Mom, my parents are dad and mom, they may not be worthy to say parents for throwing me away," it hurt his heart when he said that. Indeed, that is how Hafidz felt, he was happy with his adoptive parents, not terbesit his mind to look for his biological parents.

Ms. Nurul let go of her embrace, shaking her head, "You can't say that, son, even if they deliberately throw you away, at least your mother has been struggling to conceive for nine months and give birth to you who are sure to bet with life. Even though I want you to stay here as a mother's child, but I hope you find out the real events, is it true that your own mother threw you away or someone else? You should know that,"

"If what happens is you get dumped by someone else, how sick your mother is, son, she must have suffered all this time losing her biological child. You have to find your parents, the same mother will approve, but later after you graduate High School" said the mother at length. She feels how devastated a mother is when she loses her son, especially if her son is missing kidnapped by people. Bu Nurul also once felt the loss of the son and the pain is still the same when remembering how his son left him.

"True your mother Fidz said, Father and Mother will support you and bless you to find your biological family, maybe they live in a big city, and people are. But strangely, no one has ever felt the loss of a baby all this time" said Mr. Ahmad.

"Thank you, sir, Buk, I'll try to find them later" said Hafidz did not want to disappoint his parents, in fact he was reluctant to meet his biological family, because they had the heart to throw it away.

"Now that you keep this well, I leave everything to you." Bu Nurul gave the two objects that had been put in the box to Hafidz, and Hafidz accepted them

After that Hafidz said goodbye to return to the room, because the night was late. Tomorrow morning he's going to school.

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Since knowing the fact that he is not the biological child of Bu Nurul and Pak Ahmad, Hafidz is more active in finding rupiah coffers to be saved. Even the pocket money from the mother, he rarely used. The money was deliberately collected for college later, although it may not be enough, but at least he had the capital to list college first, then it can be thought later.

Today is the last day of the graduation exam. Hafidz is already figuring out which campus offers many scholarships in the capital. At the request of his parents, he will look for his biological family there, even though about college he has not spoken with his Mother and Father.

"Are you seriously going to college in Jakarta Fidz?" tanya Ali, they are currently still in school, after going outside from their respective rooms.

"God willing, as I told you yesterday, I want to find my family Al, at the request of Father and Mother" replied Hafidz.

"It's my support, but does Bik Nurul agree that you go to college there Fidz?" Ali felt that Hafidz's mother did not approve of her son being away from her.

"Belom knows Al, I hope you agree that I went to college there," Hafidz was also not sure if the mother agreed to his wishes.

"I pray that Bik Nurul will agree. Honey also if you don't go to college, you're smart not rich me who mediocre brain,"

"God, we're going home now. The most important thing is that I always support you, but remember that your biological parents are wealthy, don't forget to be this upbeat,"

Hafidz chuckled at Ali calling himself uplifting, but he was always angry when his friends called him that. Why can Ali be called 'upil' because the young man besides black he is also short, even short is only a boat Hafidz. You can imagine what those two friends were like. One is tall white, one is short black.

"Laugh," protested Ali.

"Funny aja Al. By the way you really want to go to Al pesantren?" ask Hafidz.

Ali nodded, "Iya Fidz, all my brothers entered the boarding school, there is no way I was allowed to go to college, but I did go to college anyway Fidz, males thought of a lesson," he said.

"Emang in the pesantren, what do you want? Sleep on?" ask Hafidz who is not mindless with the words of Ali.

"Eh bushel! Yes naji lah, memorize the Qur'an,"

"Well that's learning, too, right Al?"

"Hehehe, yes yes," Ali scratched his non-itchy head.

It did not feel the two reached the workshop where Ali serviced his motorbike this morning had time to snack before leaving for school. Fortunately, they left early.

"This is Hafidz, Mr Ahmad's son? The more handsome aja Fidz, the more heedless if not his son Ahmad," chirped a mother, who is none other than the wife of the workshop owner.

"Yet!" the shopkeeper stared at the wife sharply.

"Not to be horrified by the talk of I'm Fidz, he's a paltry-ceplos if you don't think about it first," the owner of the workshop did not feel good with Hafidz.

Hafidz smiled, "That's okay Bang, I already know, too" he said.

The owner of the workshop was surprised to hear Hafidz's statement, all this time they knew the origin of Hafidz, but no one dared to say directly to Hafidz.

"Good if you already know, then you also know that you are an illegitimate child?" the mother again said a very inappropriate thing, and the owner of the workshop looked back at his wife, and told her to just go home from the workshop to interfere.

Actually Hafidz felt sick and very offended, but he did not want to argue with parents. He also had no evidence to refute the hurtful speech, all he did was remain silent.

While Ali, can only encourage his best friend. He just felt hurt to hear the words of the workshop owner's wife, let alone Hafidz, must have been more painful.

Seriate....

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