Want a Life of Heaven

If you have to meet again

Howwasyourday?

Will it be as sad as my days?

Let me just say..

That your memories are so slashing.

Even if the wound is gone,

It still feels new.

♡♡♡

Asma was chatting casually with one of her friends on the steps of the building, the two people were sitting casually while discussing many things. Starting from the task, the thesis that is in sight, to the study that will soon be held. A total of more than three topics they had brought along during these fifteen minutes since they opened the chat.

Asthma smiles every now and then, when Qori tells her story. At the moment he responds more than dominates the chatter, unlike the usual who is actually good at talking.

"Aspirit.." Qori interjected, calling Asthma's name in the middle of his chat. As someone who accompanies every day, of course see the carefree lost of self Asthma. Qori stared attentively. "You're why, huh. Any issues?"

Asthma smiled, shaking firmly. Her round eyes slightly enlarged. "Why indeed?"

"You are not rich usually." replied Qori, the woman who likes to pashmina is a little manyun.

For the sake of seeing that Asma smiled back, narrowing her eyes. "It's nothing. Don't worry!" with a convincing look. Although it actually looked strange because to Qori it looked more like it was not okay.

It was just that Qori instantly understood, as Asthma's smile instantly disappeared as Akmal walked through the stairs they were sitting on, nodding politely. Qori replied with a smile, not with Asma spontaneously turning a gaze. And again, again make Qori wonder, usually Asthma will sparkle when looking at Akmal but this time not.

For the second time Qori was about to ask why? but thanks to Asma's increasingly moody face he undoes his intentions. Choosing silence, immediately understand if it is related to Akmal.

...

◇Flashback

"Chat what?" tanya Akmal who balanced the steps with Asma. asked first because the maroon hijab girl seemed hesitant to open her mouth.

Asma glanced at Akmal for a moment, smiled faintly, then looked back straight at the street.

"Eum. I want her.."

"Yes?" Akmal raised his eyebrows, staring at his interlocutor as he continued to walk down the stretchy corridor. Contrasting with Asthma who looks misbehaved, Akmal behaves normally.

"I'm sorry about before. Because what I want to ask you about what I heard from your conversation with Akbar this morning."

Akmal frowned, which one? All day long he did talk a lot with Akbar.

"Chat in the MBI room." said Asma, he immediately poked his lips after saying that. Shame covers him.

"You eavesdropping?"

"Yes." Yeah." Doubtful Asma nodded. "I was going to go in, but since there's only you, I'm not."

Akmal nodded, smiling faintly. Stopped his steps just before getting into the spacious parking lot. Asma immediately positioned herself against Akmal.

"This is it, Asthma. I won't explain anything about what you heard. Because if you have a question, you should have asked it just now when the chat took place. Not now." Akmal gave a pause. Staring at Asma yaang already looks all wrong. "That would be better than hearing silently."

Surely Asthma doubts, he should be silent. No need to ask. The result of him at this moment, was like being slapped. There was nothing wrong with Akmal's speech but every word from Akmal's mouth was painful to him even with a subtle style of language.

"I go first, yeah. Excuse me."

...

Helaan breath just escaped from the mouth of Asthma, the feeling of the fear is still the same since yesterday. He wondered why Akmal always made him feel cornered.

"To class now?" ask Asma, looking next to her. Aiming at Qori who had not been far from his side since.

"Come on!"

Asthma becomes confused when consciously who answers not Qori but Akbar. His eyes spontaneously grew, looking around. Akbar smiled with an Asthma reaction. Her favorite girl always looked what she was.

"When is it here?" ask Asma. "I didn't realize that Qori was leaving."

"Whoa, you're dumb. Why would.. Any issues?"

Asthma shakes. Distracting his gaze. "It's nothing." Of course, it won't just tell others, especially about trivial things.

Akbar nodded only, not going to insist on asking which would make Asthma uncomfortable. A moment of silence between the two. "So.. is no longer thinking of the thesis, right?" asked Akbar, trying to melt the atmosphere.

"No, it's."

"Don't you think of me, too?"

"But!" Asthma chuckled, not expecting such a question. "No way, that's. Why think of someone we meet every day?"

Akbar smiled. "Why is it impossible? It is the closest things that always disturb our minds. In fact, it is not impossible to think of someone who is next to us. Aren't you?" his question is meaningful.

Asthma raised both eyebrows, for a moment pretending to think and then sniffing her shoulders while smiling. "Stop it.."

...

Agnia had washed Zain, had prepared breakfast, had dried clothes, was also neat with a casual suit.

"Zayn!" call him from the kitchen, half screaming. Means Zain sitting at the sopa watching cartoons. Not getting an answer, Agnia decided to approach the living room. "Zayn! Come breakfast. He said he'd go swimming?"

Zain did not answer, focusing on the cartoon that locked his attention.

Agnia sighed softly, her patience being as thin as a tissue right now. Couldn't waste any time persuading Zain. "Oh.. Won't it be the swimming pool?" tanyakanya.

Zain turned his head for the sake of hearing the question, giving a begging look. He certainly wanted to go swimming, but later after the cartoon he watched was finished. That is the meaning of his gaze.

"choose one! Want a cartoon, or a swim?"

Zain. "You eat it here."

Agnia shook her head in astonishment, then sat crouched down in front of Zain. "Now aunty asked. Where's Zain watching tv?"

"Here."

"What's the room called?"

"Tv room."

"Where do you sleep?"

"In the room."

"On the bed, right?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Where should you eat?"

Zain was silent, all wrong if he answered. Be she lulled her lips, lowered her head.

"In the dining room, right?"

Zain nodded. Playing hand.

Agnia smiled, she was just trying to give Zain some discipline. Be fair by putting things in their place.

Zain didn't care, just looked down. Sometimes his eyes glanced at the tv. Makes Agnia even more anxious in the truest sense.

"Assynoltomodel.." Fauzan appeared at the time, with his sling bag. Arrive early in the morning after two nights get a lecture invitation in bogor.

Agnia got up, immediately smiling. "Vaalaikumsalam. Zain, look who's coming!"

"Grandfather!" Zain was immediately cheerful after seeing who came, jumping from the sopa approaching Fauzan.

Fauzan just carried his only grandson, walking towards the soup. To relax. "Geez. grandpa's granddaughter."

"Where's the journey, Dad?" ask Agnia. After kissing his father's hand.

"Alhamdulillah smoothly." replied Fauzan gently, looking around. "Where's mom?" that's the first and the same question Fauzan always asks, his wife is a priority.

"There was. Still taking a bath like that, Dad." replied Agnia who had just come from the kitchen, fetching a glass of water.

Fauzan nodded, turning his eyes back to Zain. "Lho.. Grandpa's granddaughter why? Kok manyun." her god on Zain who comfortably hid the face in his arms.

Asked that, Agnia had an idea. "Anged him, Dad.. Again watching cartoons I keep eating, he does not want to. Wanted to eat here." agnia. "And another hour has to go to the course" he said

Fauzan nodded his head, listening. "Yeah? grandpa's granddaughter is angry?"

"I don't want to swim." Zain said, still not showing his face.

Fauzan exchanged glances with his daughter, smiling anxiously. "You don't want to, you don't have to go. Cancel the course, Aunty!"

"So Zain won't have to take any more courses and can watch cartoons all day." added Fauzan, who managed to make his only grandson raise his head.

"No more courses?" Zain was parroting, his face looking confused.

"Yes. That's what Zain wants, right?"

Zain did not blink, staring fixedly at Fauzan. Processing words do not need another course that his grandfather meant. A while it happened, after which it just shook its head. Turning to look at Agnia who had been anxious since. "Don't want to."

"Aren't you going to watch a cartoon?" asked Fauzan once again, immediately responded to the headband by Zain.

"Yaudah, we have breakfast now. About the cartoon, Zain can watch it next time."

Zain nodded, agreeing. One thing that is missed seems better than fulfilling one thing but has a bad impact later. Mana wants Zain to end his swimming course, he even though he likes the sport.

Fauzan smiled, tired of missing after chatting with Zain. He got up without removing Zain from his lap.

"Call mommy! This morning, we had breakfast together." Fauzan's pinta on Agnia.

A nod and a satisfied smile showed Agnia, just glad her father could come on time before he had trouble facing Zain.

...

"Gue picked up the phone first" Akbar told Fiki as he was about to step into the MBI room with several other male members. Replied by Fiki.

Akbar sighed as he read who called, lazy to talk to the caller but still answering the call.

"Why call?" zain asked flatly, sounding very insincere.

Someone over there sighed to get that kind of welcome. "Can you show a little patience when talking to me? the one who called was your brother, not someone else."

"Gue gini same you yes.. Brother again you say." ketus Akbar while throbbing, although know certainly not seen his interlocutor. "Surely you want to!"

"Indeed." answered Hafidz briefly.

"Wouldn't. I'm busy."

"Don't want to, don't want to! You now take the car in my shop, pick up Agnia and Zain at the course. Now!" Obviously Hafidz, emphasizing the word now. And to avoid rejection from his youngest brother, Hafidz immediately ended his call.

Be agitated Akbar, Hafidz did not even ask his ability. Not a request, it's an order. "Basic!"

Hafidz always just like that, making Akbar so think whether all the brothers always behave like that to his sister?

"Aah!" Akbar sighed softly. In the end, he only had one choice. According to. Or he will be in big trouble when he meets his eldest brother.

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Agnia was enjoying lunch, while feeding Zain who looked exhausted with my eyes ready at any time to docked.

The spacious cafeteria looked crowded, some children and parents were also enjoying their respective menu choices.

"Udah full?"

Zain nodded.

"Drink first!" agnia said, offering a bottle of water that was half the contents. From this, one could just think that they were a pair of mothers and children.

Ten minutes passed after Akbar called, should have arrived to pick them up. Already Agnia guessed, relying on others was exhausting. If it were not for Hafidz insisting that they be picked up, he and Zain would have arrived home.

Be the tired Zain ended up in Agnia's lap, the smile had disappeared from the child's face and changed the drowsiness that could not be delayed anymore.

"Father, Zain is sleeping" said Agnia, stroking Zain's back gently. Smiling angrily, hugged Zain tightly.

Agnia was not aware that someone was watching her from afar, someone she might not like to meet.

...

A woman with her daughter who had just arrived at the swimming course cafeteria was stunned when she saw Agnia. He who stood not far from the table of Zain and Agnia, did not move. Sculpting her daughter in the lap.

Agnia was still comfortable hugging the sleeping Zain, immediately picking up her phone as it rang.

"Well nyampe?" ask Agnia to Akbar.

"Bak in the cafeteria, come here! Zain slept the thing." explains Agnia, who was directly in Akbar.

Agnia sighed, finally.. "We go home, Zain." said Agnia, rising from her seat.

Something he did not like happened again, as he turned his head towards the door was not the exit he saw but someone who was afraid for Agnia to meet at any moment. Spontaneous her eyes rounded.

The woman carrying the curly-haired daughter was as surprised as Agnia, roughly two and a half years old as the child she was carrying. That's the same woman Agnia saw in the shopping mall the other day, the same woman who hurt her a few years ago.

For a moment Agnia felt her heartbeat stop, a feeling she could not explain coming back. Fear, disappointment, sadness, pain, until hate back piled on his chest.

Tanoa realizes Agnia almost dropped Zain from her lap, thankfully Akbar came at the right time. Run to catch Zain.

"Mom!" pekik Akbar, just take Zain to his lap.

For a moment Agnia was confused by what had just happened. Staring at Akbar with a hard-to-understand look. "Accadio.."

"Why, Mommy?" asked Akbar, not understanding. For a while, his brother was fine when he answered his call. But right now what's with those teary eyes, what's up with Agnia?

Akbar immediately turned his head towards where Agnia was facing since earlier, confirming what was so shocking to his elder sister.

Not far from Agnia's reaction, Akbar's jaw immediately hardened as his eyes sat with someone he did not expect to see again in his lifetime. That woman, the woman that Akbar once promised to beat him up if one day met.

The unexpected meeting, not only brought shock to Agnia but also to Akbar. Who would have thought he saw the woman again after three years.