Want a Life of Heaven

103. studying?

Akmal had just arrived at his house, already in the room when his phone went off. His finger immediately shifted the icon to answer, what else when the name of Agnia that appeared on the screen of his phone.

With a faint smile, Akmal spoke briefly. "Hello?"

Whether this is how Agnia contacted first, but this one is different for Akmal. The call felt happy many times, feeling like he was already tied to the girl.

For a moment there was no answer, Akmal's smile changed. "Hello, Ma'am? Assalamu'alaikum's chat.."

A second later, but still no answer. Akmal smelled suspicion.

"Mother Agnia is still there?" he asked, a little doubtful. Maybe Agnia's phone was used by someone else who deliberately disturbed her.

Deheman Agnia's voice now sounded, Akmal heaved a sigh of relief later. What's on his mind is wrong, it's just..

"Mother Agni?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Let me guess, piss, right?"

"Yes, sorry and. don't get me wrong." chirped Agnia softly, who managed to provoke an anxious smile Akmal. Funny enough, Agnia's speech was more heard as a confession in her ear.

Speech do not misunderstand, it arouses prejudice to make conclusions. That girl, there's no way she could just miss the number she called.

"Emh. okay." Akmal nodded faintly, though he knew that no one would be known there.

A moment of silence, Akmal deliberately made the awkward situation. Curious about Agnia's reaction if she did that, would another amazing thing happen? Like Agnia started to talk comfortably to him?

But Agnia was more resolute than she thought, the girl was more silent when silenced. Akmal finally sighed, wringing himself. Where he could stand, eager to take advantage of this situation became even more valuable.

"Wouldn't you say something?"

"No." short Agnia, her voice sounded honest.

Akmal sighed in disappointment, to then ask once more. "Related?"

"Yakin.." replied Agnia, unfortunately sounding very confident.l in Akmal's ear. "Therefore, may I close this call now?"

Both ends of Akmal's lips spontaneously rose, adorable as Agnia asked for approval before deciding on a call. Not special, but hey!! It's a progression.

"I closed, yes." Agnia's voice was heard again, of course because Akmal was silent not answering her question.

"Before a minute, Ma'am.if Mbak no one wants to be conveyed, let me ask questions" said Akmal quickly.

"What questions? Don't be weird! I don't want to answer.."

"There's only one question." cut Akmal. "Yes?"

"Alright. say."

"I know Mbak doesn't have anyone he likes, at least until today. And for that reason, I have no qualms about fighting this far, it's just.." Akmal paused for a moment. "I want to be heard directly from Mbak, is Mbak allowed me to fight until the end? I mean, until there's no boundary separating the two of us."

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"I want to be heard directly from Mbak, is Mbak allowed me to fight until the end? I mean, until there's no boundary separating the two of us."

Thus Akmal's question that makes Agnia ketar-ketir. Agnia complained stifled for a moment the question was uttered Akmal, her chest rumbling violently. Shame if you have to answer, on the other hand cursing his finger which accidentally leads him to a situation like this.

"Mr?" akmal's voice was heard again.

"Yes?"

"Do I have to repeat the question?"

"Don't." replied Agnia quickly. "I'm not deaf."

There was a sigh coming from there before asking again. "You know, how's the answer?"

The turn of Agnia who sighed, after all had already. The only thing he could do now was to answer that question truthfully, though as shy as he would be.

"Just do it." Agnia briefed, slower than the previous intonation. He who is ashamed answers that.

"What's? How's Ma'am?"

"Don't pretend not to be horrified!" agnia said angrily, you know that Akmal was intentional. He was ashamed, half dead.

"But what should I do? For one thing, Mbak is not clear." ledek Akmal.

Agnia gave a loud snort, this boy started to play tricks on her again.

"Just do what you think is right, I can't guarantee anything by giving you hope."

"All right, I understand. But just say it once, a confession.. You can accept me later or not?"

Tuttl.tutt..

A sigh of relief was released Agnia, satisfied after unilaterally disconnecting the call. Furious, he should have done that since. The boy was not satisfied like that, if it did not embarrass him to the roots.

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Indeed, marriage between two people who love each other makes the bitter acid of life easier to pass, but not for Alisya and Adi. Whether Adi feels, but Alisya always feels the same emptiness in her married life.

Alisya consumed his own talk, now made uncomfortable with each other silence with Adi. Don't know what to do when Adi gets home.

His head is now busy filtering many things, shrinking what things make his household bland, to find a way to get rid of the biggest burden in his marriage.

And Agnia, that name came to Alisya's mind. It was Agnia who was often the topic of their debate. Probably about eighty percent of Agnia, while twenty percent of other problems that exist in the household uproar Adi and Alisya.

Was the decision to move to this place wrong? Thus the inner Alisya, just thinking in that direction. Now he regrets not hearing Adi's advice to move Raina to another school.

Raina's arrival disperse the reverie of Alisya, which was being thought out right once appeared before her. Alisya who was cooking soup immediately realized, turning to Raina who was tugging at the end of her clothes.

"Yes, honey?"

Raina answered by offering an empty plate, a sign of hunger. Even for the sake of immediately eating, Raina was determined to find her mother in the kitchen.

Alisya smiled, understand. "A little while, yeah. Ma'amain first, Raina wait at the dinner table." pinta Alisya, soon followed by her only child.

Alisya sighed as much as Raina, after making sure her son went in the right direction she turned around. Turn off the stove, and pour the hot soup into one small bowl.

Raina waited, with her eyes not off the television. Yes, the adorable child is not waiting at the dinner table, but rather on the sofa in front of the television. Alisya made to sigh back to her will.

One serving of rice, as well as one bowl of ready chicken soup. Alisya walked towards Raina by carrying the two things on the tray.

The late afternoon rain splashed the cold into the house, perhaps because that was also why Raina really enjoyed eating this afternoon. Moreover, he was fed while his eyes focused on the television screen, perfect.

"Emh.. Father.." raina muttered softly, turning towards her mother as the sound of the roar of the car sounded. His mouth was full of rice, making his cheeks expand as he spoke.

Before long a greeting was heard, Adi entered his house immediately. Although the rain is not so heavy, but in the hour now it is quite felt to wake up the fine hairs along the body.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.."

"Wa'alaikumsalam.."

Raina smiled as her father got closer, painstakingly swallowing the rice in her mouth. Always so every day, welcoming the happy father for later after kissing his father's hand and being smitten by his forehead, Raina began to brag about everything she went through today.

But urung, now Raina has been given a warning look by the mother. The girl then moved her lips, angry at the story.

"Feed first, his father also just came home, later after Raina finished eating and he finished bathing. Yea?" Alisya.

Raina nodded quickly, immediately forgetting her anger earlier. Even every day his mother's sentence is always so, it's just that it must always be repeated. Habits are hard to build, and character is hard to change.

Adi tilted a thin smile, turned to Raina then turned to Alisya who was still the same as this morning, not too pushy.

"You still angry?" tanyanya gently.

Alisya reflex's hand stopped when asked so, for a moment of thought. His heart certainly does not want to behave as usual, typical of women if it has not been apologized first. But now she thinks if her attitude is like that, if her ego continues to be forward, then it is not impossible that she lost Adi, her husband has even behaved differently in recent days.

The fact that Agnia is still unmarried to this day, to her a threat. Because it could have made Adi feel there is hope, then it could have gone and come to Agnia.

Alisya shook her head slowly, expelling her bad thoughts. I immediately looked at Adi with a smile.

"No, I shouldn't even have been angry" he said, filled with regret. "I'm sorry, Mom.."

Adi frowned thinly, feeling like a miracle because Alisya for the first time after a long time wanted to apologize first to him. Adi was amazed, but tried to hide his reaction.

Did his anger this morning make his wife melt? inner Adi.

Adi nodded, not saying anything else afterwards. His hand gently rubbed the top of Alisya's head before then going to his room. Don't know, if after that Alisya's smile disappeared changed the look of worry.

Like the same days during their three-year marriage, those fears and worries exist. But this time, Alisya was made to be extremely jealous. For the Agnia whom he had always feared was now before them. Alisya just hope, may her marriage full of irony is spared from destruction.

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Sayahdu night, with earth-watered drizzle adds to the beauty of the gathering held at the Fauzan residence. Carpets were laid out, snacks lined up, glasses extended along the carpet slapped.

The event hasn't started yet, even the guests haven't traded. But Agnia was made misgivings in her own room, because judging from the cuisine made by her mother and her impromptu assistants was so much.

Agnia thought, Did what Akbar said just now really happen? Nah! Agnia. Where there was an engagement held while he was not told.

Agnia returned to her room, silent alone there. Can't get out if people start gathering. Tonight, the school in the mosque turned to his house. Agnia chooses to curl up on her own, or her nany she can find it difficult to get into the room.

Puspa emerged from behind the door at that moment, Agnia immediately turned her head attentively as Puspa passed her body while carrying Zain with her.

"Now, Aunty. Bad boy." Puspa, the highlight looks irritated.

Agnia who was sitting at the end of the bed and facing the door immediately extended her hand to Zain. "Here.the bad boy, here."

"She's bad, can't be told." complained Puspa, seriously. Exasperated not playing, already tired plus Zain who.. Uh! All kids are like that.

Agnia just chuckled, looking at Puspa's face that was clearly upset while Zain was ordinary like he did nothing.

"Zain what is it?" ask Agnia.

"Tuh, run after his son Mbak Nur. Sampe fell, keep crying him."

"Zain?"

"No, her son, Ma'am Nur."

Agnia nodded, then turned her niece.."Really, Zain?"

Zain Manyun, annoyed since earlier blamed. "I'm not pushing, really. He fell alone." he replied with a sulking intonation.

"It's not a matter of being pushed or not by Zain, but the mother-in-law Zain is not horrified said the mother. If it's bad, how will it be?" namel Puspa.

"Yes, Ma'am. Let Zain here be with me, as punishment he can't say."

Puspa nodded, stop nagging. While Zain agreed, after all he was tired after running around, playing in his tant room was not a bad thing. At least they slept unconsciously.

"Yes, if that's what Mbak came out, you don't have to. here! Tell me if there's anything."

Agnia does not need to be banned from going out actually, even though she was told to come out she would not want to. Finally he only responded to Puspa's words with a sigh, until his brother-in-law was lost from behind the door.

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Akmal came with his father and mother, some moments sooner than others. Fiki and Ardi were already there, even participating in congregation in the mosque there.

I don't know where his father and mother went, but Akmal has just joined Fiki, Akbar, and Ardi. As usual, become four friends.

"You are special and different" said Fiki, turning to Akmal with a seductive smile. "It's the same big family."

Akmal didn't budge, just smiled as usual. But Akbar who always did not accept, mendelik seemed demeaning.

"Lo's lyrics!"

"Alah. tell me who, who answers who." said Fiki.

That being said, Akbar could not answer. This time not to be outdone, his gaze was defiant as usual.

"What Lo?!" Ardi glared, not to lose.

Ardi clucked, then sighed in frustration. These two people were endlessly making him dizzy since long ago. Since the time of SMP.

"Ente both, yes, if you don't know the place." complained Ardi. "Mal! One you bring, another one you bring. Let's just calm down this study."

Hearing that Akbar and Fiki were glaring at the same time, both of them were about to protest.

"Gue is not an item, yes. Just play with it." said Fiki.

"That's it, lo!" timpal Akbar, for this one they suddenly become compact.

Akmal turned to Ardi for the sake of realizing that, throwing a smile at the most normal person among the three friends. Yeah, Ardi's the only one who's normal.

Fiki? Akbar's? Don't ask! They are only normal in certain situations.