Want a Life of Heaven

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It felt incredible, Agnia could not express how happy it was to return home. Back to her room, back in her closet clothes.

Say it's only three short nights, but it's just weeks in the room. Agnia does not even feel freedom, sleep supervised, eat supervised, even go to the bathroom was not spared from supervision. In this case Akbar is in charge, the boy makes him feel he has no privacy at all while in the hospital.

"Agni, let's eat.." Khopipah got his head out from behind that open door.

Agnia who had just cleaned herself up, put on a casual shirt and pecked herself in front of the mirror immediately nodded. "Yes, Mom."

"Yep, yeah.." Khopipah continued his steps in, remembering something. Not going back to the kitchen. "Now someone's here, look for you."

"Aah!" Agnia immediately remembered Rizwan, sighing softly. Forgot to tell his friend, even Rizwan's message he never had to reply yesterday. "Rizwan huh, Mom? I forgot.."

"No, this is a girl." Khopipah shook his head, immediately responded to the confusion by Agnia.

"Female? Silmi?"

"No, if Silmi I know. This one I just saw."

"Ehh.." Agnia frowned, having no idea who came looking for her. The giska? Sure ain't. Who else?

"What's he saying, Mom?"

"Say, your acquaintance. Just didn't tell me who it was."

Agnia nodded, but her brows were still perfectly linked. Still thinking about who his mother meant, the curiosity should at least come to a conclusion.

"One of the parents was a student, I guess." said Agnia, looking at Khopipah for approval after drawing a conclusion.

Khopipah shrugged both of his shoulders softly, smiling. "Maybe."

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In this intrigue-filled household, Alisya was confronted with the fact that her relationship never escaped the name Agnia. And if it's like this, who's to blame? There's none. Alisya was also Adi, they were the ones who had to swallow the bitter pill.

Adi's question last night had an effect on the mood of Alisya, the mother with one child since the morning only spoke as necessary. Adi was aware of that, just I don't know.. Adi did not care, it was always this way after discussing Agnia. Until a cold war like this, it was common for him.

Even when taking his son and wife to school, Adi was made to sigh when Alisya did not welcome his hand and immediately got out of the car. Whether forgotten or intentionally, but that's what happened.

If you ask Alisya's feelings, honestly he can not linger with Adi in this situation. Can't keep pretending to be okay even in Raina, their son.

Raina had just run, enthusiastically joined her friends. Leaving Alisya who was also joined by the other mothers, who were already halfway rumored a lot.

One of the student guardians who was busy talking, now switched to a new topic. "I heard, she said Miss Agni was hit. That's why we didn't go in these two days" he said, half whispering.

"Cruel? Which I dread pain, Mom. Cook anyway, got lost?" the other timpal.

"Lack of knowing, he said." said the student's guardian, livened with a grin.

"But if our children are replaced by teachers temporarily, it could be true.There may be something that Bu Agnia can not enter in the near future."

Alisya just listened, discussing about Agnia made her remember Adi's question last night. An annoying question that makes her reluctant to talk to her husband.

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"Yeah? Not because you're happy, because I really don't have a chance to get him?"

Adi's question made Alisya go silent for a moment, her smile fading slowly. What does that question mean? If his expression can be translated.

"You. Why are you talking like that?"

Adi was asked so seriously, just chuckled. Then change his sleeping position to be stretched with both arms.

"Mas!" reprimand Alisya, do not like to be ignored.

"Hemh?" Adi turned his head, his sleepy eyes clearly visible.

"Why are you talking like that?" repeat Alisya, with a face that is still just as serious.

"That's just a normal question, don't think about it! I'm just kidding."

"But you offended.."

"Agnia?" cut Adi. "You are first."

"But I'm.."

"What's? You wanna say it's different? Want to say I overreacted? So when I say don't talk about him, you say.. Why? Do you still have the same hope as him? Like her?" Adi monologues, takes out his tits. His sleepiness spontaneously disappeared, turning into a spray of annoyance that he bestowed on the wife.

Alisya sighed, either accepting the fact that the plot was always so or not accepting with anger that suddenly targeted her.

The night they had hoped to be intimate, now ended with each other back. The man, Adi, was here for the night, not as usual. I don't know why I lost the sense of persuading or apologizing.

Making Alisya more agitated, what is going on with her husband?

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Adi drove his car to the office, a long sigh was heard shortly after leaving Raina's school. A relief that arises from his wonder at himself.

Last night he got out of control, not usually provoking his wife's annoyance. And the strangest of all, Adi reluctantly apologizes.

His head was heavy last night, plus Alisya who had no wind no rain talked about Agnia. Making him immediately remember Fauzan's response to him, embarrassed as he felt when he clearly saw the man who almost became his father-in-law trying to avoid him.

But it did not make him hurt, Fauzan was as good as possible to respond to him last night. It's just his heart, which has guilt is ashamed of itself.

And for what he felt last night, or today, Adi realized he deserved it.

Even he deserves to be ignored, because what happened in the past has been very outrageous. If you can repeat the time, there is a desire Adi to fix everything.

"Astaghfirullah.." - Istighfar came out of Adi's mouth, accompanied by a soft ring of his head. Trying to throw, Agnia's shadow from her head.

No matter how much regret, he should not imagine if their relationship could be okay again.

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"Do you like other people?" Please ask, the two people who were betrothed are still standing in the basement parking lot. Gian is insensitive, does not invite Sila to go to a more comfortable place.

Only five minutes, so it might have been in the man's mind.

Gian did not take long to nod, where he had time to think about the feelings of the girl before him.

"Yes. I really like other people." she replied firmly.

Please nod while supporting a firm smile, Gian's answer slightly pinched his heart. Undeniably, he liked the figure in front of him even though they had only met a few times.

Just enough to hear from Wiryo, Gian's character has captivated him ever since.

"Is she more beautiful than I am?"

Gian sighed softly, unthinkable before such a question came out of Sila's mouth. A successful businessman, with an unusually clean reputation.

"On beauty, all women have their own beautiful side. I can't compare."

"Yes." Yeah." Please nod in agreement, momentarily smiling. He looked at Gian in admiration. "You know, it was you like this that made me fall in love."

Fall in love? Gian stared at the old girl before him, did he just get a confession?

Please chuckle after that, realizing her already too honest. "ah! I just made a confession." he said, as if answering asked Gian inwardly. "If you're distracted, forget it."

Please immediately shook his head to hear the apology of Gian, looking at Gian understandingly.

"Since when have we been guilty of not reciprocating other people's likes?"

The girl sighed, now staring in admiration at Gian. His feelings have not changed, despite having been subtly rejected.

"Listen, I still have great hopes" he said again, who managed to pull Gian's eyes back to return his gaze. "If the woman rejects you, come to me. Try to open your heart to someone like me."

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Agnia yawned for the next time in the afternoon, sleepy but unable to close her eyes. After all, in a moment adhan ashar, rather than sleeping his eyes are better fixed on the television screen.

For a moment, the watch was interspersed with the back of the hand stuck to his mouth that was open due to yawning. Until the sound of the bell rang as well as the greeting was heard, Agnia immediately got up to ascertain whose foreign voice it was.

"A little while.." said Agnia, as she stepped towards the door.

A curly-haired woman with a sweet smile fell on her face as the door opened, leaving Agnia momentarily glued to the woman before her.

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Agnia came with a glass of water and a snack, then placed the tray in her hand on the table as her eyes glanced at the foreign woman at a glance.

Who her? The foreign woman looked at the entire room to then concentrate on Agnia who placed a glass of water in front of her.

"Thank you. I drank, huh?"

"Please." said Agnia while sitting her butt in the soup, facing the foreign woman who now grabbed the glass she was serving just now.

The girl with fashionable makeup like a top class was unrelenting to take a sip of water from Agnia's house, making Agnia smile thinly watching her.

"Emh. I haven't introduced myself yet." the girl started to open the chat, after finishing sipping her drink. "My name is Please, emh. We've met before, if you remember."

Sure, Agnia has a good memory of recognizing someone. This girl, who was with Gian the other day. Agnia remembers knowing exactly this girl, even since she was sitting in front of her house earlier.

Wait, was he being run over? Agnia momentarily frowned. Apparently not, this girl is actually very friendly with a smile that does not disappear from her face. So, what's the matter exactly?

Agnia chose to shake her head, wanting to know what motive Sila had until she met him. "Sorry, I don't know for sure. I'm not good at remembering people." Lied it.

Please go back to her lips, nodding in understanding. "Look, emh.. how should I introduce myself?" he murmured to himself, punctuated with slow pangs. "Look, don't get me wrong with my arrival.I.m his friend Gian." he explained, stunt. Confused how to call himself if hooked with Gian. Wife-to-be? Her father's son-in-law's choice? Uh! That's too complicated.

"Oh! Brother Gian.." Agnia nodded, trying to show as natural a reaction as possible. "Emh.. friend huh? I understand."

Please don't understand, what does the smile from Agnia mean? Is this the woman Gian likes? Is correct. He remembers once, when Gian left her in the shopping center the other day, Sila was greeting and saw this girl that Gian met.

"Why?" Agnia asked, confused because Sila suddenly kept silent while looking at her face.

"You're better?" tanyakanya.

"Hemh?"

"Your wounds, didn't you just come home from the hospital?"

"Oh.." Agnia again commented a smile, nodding. "Alhamdulillah. But you know where about.. Uh! Must be from Gian's sister"

Please shake. "No, I was here yesterday. That's why I know. and, I'm not that close to Gian.

Silent for a moment, Sila was confused. Everything he wanted to ask suddenly disappeared when he met this sweet figure of Agnia, it is understandable why Gian likes him so much.

Agnia consciously noticed, so confused because Sila no longer open the chat. How should he respond?

"Emh.. Is there anything important?" agnia asked then, breaking the silence. "About Gian, maybe?"

"Yes, I came for that. But.." Please smile. "I'm sorry, I didn't know if I'd see you this bad. Though I had prepared myself before coming here, but you made me forget."

"It's no wonder why Gian likes you so much."

"Hemh?" Agnia spontaneously raised her eyebrows, now she understood the purpose of Sila to her house. To make sure of that, of course.

Please smile, unwilling to say it a second time. After all Agnia had heard, it was just a spontaneous reaction.

"That's it, don't misunderstand me. I do not have a special relationship with Gian, you. must be his future wife right? You're matched?"

"Did he even tell you about it? You guys are so close, like." said Sila.

Agnia got it all wrong? "Yes, emh. We've been friends since Junior High, so. I see."

Please nod, then sigh slowly. "Look at you, makes me relieved. He's not after the wrong woman, at least that's it."

"Just she's stupid, likes other people even though a great woman is already next to her." praise Agnia, not to be outdone by the siratan praise from Sila to him.

"Yes, there he is. He's a fool, right?" Please be more comfortable now, start throwing bunches.

"So tell me. You really don't like him? Don't feel cornered, be honest."

Agnia smiled, then shook her head. "There's a long enough process to like, and I didn't go through that for a Gian. Respect, awe, that's it anyway. Brother Gian, it sucks at school. That memory is more domineering than the cool he is now."

Please chuckle, pleased with Agnia's reply which sounded very honest. Relieved himself, the sign that he still has the opportunity to win the heart of Gian, after all Agnia is only one-sided love for Gian.

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"Thank you for welcoming me so well.."

Agnia nodded, as her hand grabbed Sila's hand. He was very happy, it turned out that Sila was very friendly after the chat for the sake of their chat. And another fun fact is, they were born in the same year. After this, they officially became friends.

"Sama-sama, thank you for coming. After a tiring few days, you're the first person to make my mood better."

Please nod, return Agnia's hand. "Next time I can come here again?"

"certain." Agnia nodded quickly. "Come sometime, take Gian as well."

"God willing, after he moves on from you."

Agnia nodded, smiling back. "After he likes you, you mean?"

"That's how it is. yasudah, I say it now.. Assalamu'alaikum's chat.."

"Wa'alaikumsalam.."

Agnia sighed deeply, now that girl is gone. Leaving him extraordinarily relieved.

"Allahu Akbar." Agnia shrieked loudly, as she turned around and found Akbar right behind her. "Astaghfirullah's.."

"Mother not papa?" Akbar asked in panic, because Agnia looked weak after that.

Agnia brushed off Akbar's hand, then glared sharply. No papa what? Akbar gave her the first surprise after coming home from the hospital.

"You did it on purpose, huh?!"

Akbar clucked, if he had ridden his speech intonation then the sign of his brother is fine. Akbar's worried face spontaneously disappeared, changing into a rancid gaze as usual.

"Who's Ma'am?" akbar asked, ignoring Agnia's complaint.

"That? His future wife Gian."

"What?! Mpa got run over?" Akbar turned his head in curiosity, his thoughts were exactly as Agnia had thought before.

Agnia pointed her hand at Akbar's insolent muzzle. "About saying, it's not rich.."

"Smatch, you know."

"Yes, right? Hence.."

"What a wonder how Gian can like the same Ma'am, the girl is more beautiful" said Akbar casually, without paying attention to the highlight of Agnia who began to ferment.

"What's? Why would Gian like to be the same? What's the problem if you're prettier than someone else?" cerocos Agnia's upset. "You also like Asma, but look forward to Ripda" he said, to then leave Akbar stunned.

"Wait, why did everyone start comparing Asthma to Ripda? Yesterday Mas Hafidz, now Sister Agni.." Inner Akbar, was really astonished.