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My Love From The Sky

Chapter 3 The Lead of the Third of the Night

Word Count: 2268    |    Released on: 30/06/2024

as within a third of the night with th

can breathe a sigh of relief because I will soon be blown away from the village. Unfo

that I can visit you. You know that the happiness of parents is seeing their childr

solved in their tears. Mother

ama." Mr. Da

re for your trip. But remember! Never betray me agai

ands are loosened. It's time for Imaz to leave. He got into the car. Th

y, on the street or wherever I live, the important thing is that there i

Darwin would not

village he lives in to get to the city requires the ment

ider his God. Imaz entered the veri ship. Large and cool to occ

dience is not to your mother a

suddenly ran

he Bodyguards left Imaz by the sea.

ting late

sea to the village, their view was only fishermen looking for fish. But it was se

tings for pa

es were clear. His lips are thin. Her eyelashes are curly. His nose is ordinary. Not stubborn an

ing?" Imaz looked a

ere was really a man in black. He thought the painting was imagi

? Or your future husband

" The new painter g

s that he is very patien

, her name is Alfiyyah Musthofa. It is usually called Fiyyah. She is the daughter of Father Kiya

n meeting your ta

ver and wherever Imaz was, Mr. D

painter girl swel

our name

throat. Still focu

r of Father

learing h

eet you, N

want to get to know me. You're a ver

ma

l na

N

Fiyyah was

inting. He looked at

ficate. Even if I have my full name, you

ke a birth

e are just

victim and a spy for mankind who were in line with him. The ideal is real.

victim and a spy for mankind who were in line with him. The ideal is real.

t to that man. Later yo

usk?" Imaz lo

nted the two of you. In the twilig

ve it or not. He walked.

turned his head, Ning Fiyyah instr

maz replied,

patted her

sit close to the man. Imaz was just as silent as a statu

?" The man b

ilent like

you?" The man confirmed.

o that Ning Fiyyah's paintings are good. L

west. The clouds sho

ll reveal its beauty. Ning

istently statues. Apparently th

Although from the side, it turned out that the man still looked hand

pse of his face. For so long I saw an ugly suitcase

I can't wait to

eals its beau

..." Imaz shouted excitedly pointing

at Imaz from th

movements of his hands swung gently embroidering right in front

tener as a real lover. Dusk slowly disappeared. It means that maghrib will c

angry. Because this is the first time

lover. These are memories from me. You guys are rea

at Ning Fiyyah said as if from be

a painting." The man sai

ly to his words, the man pushed Ning

. Imaz walked somewhere. His stomac

osque is not as far as he imagined. The Ar-Rahman Mosque awaits i

faucet. Imaz w

in has not fallen. Its name is in the

inutes ago. It's time for Imaz to give har

llage child, eating on the side of the road is more special and natural. People who eat from simple classes, the air is exhaled directly

missed Mothe

tting in the foyer of the mosque looking at the stars sc

pesantren." A voice appe

cked and f

ou a kuntilanak, pocong, sister ng

looked at him like cra

fear at the

Why are you relaxing in

facture of all machines. The room has a large monitor with a CCTV system that monitors Imaz's work. At any time he can shut down hi

I'm tired. Need a break."

hut down all the systems. Feel like

ut your duty." Said Imaz

inates behave towa

.. ye

I want to slee

cannot monitor. Liver. Until whenever y

o the stars. And the word

hird of last night. Congregation with family. Now

az, who was asleep under the bed of the mosque, woke up to take ablution. Wash your face, then enter the mosqu

ertical rather than horizontal. Imaz straightened up. Organize the heart. Gazing solemnly in

z's heart turned to the creator. His mind was diverted to

s. A man was squeamish. Dressed in cocoa.

that the man was

llahi ta'la, he deleted and retyped his i

hu ak

d. He continued to follow until the fi

is face with

Lam...

oice shook

tabu laa ro

odiously as the wind hit his

il mut

satire in front of Imaz

mushafs. The mushaf that was read was sniffed by the wind, floated and des

is Qur'anic mushaf. His eyes were g

ho are you?"

een believing or not

d up, aka goosebumps. He couldn't hide that

dy. Imaz looked from behind the mosque window, t

ue. Silent voice. There was only a

y, it's

hird of the night just now, turned o

met a

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