Want a Life of Heaven

120. What's wrong with leaning?

"Mr.." Ripda exclaimed in spirit, waving her hands from where she stood as she looked at Agnia. He who also just arrived a few seconds earlier, is now standing waiting right in front of the gate until the one he was waiting for got off the bike and approached.

Agnia's smile was on her back, a smile that felt somewhat different from usual. At least that's based on Ripda's current point of view.

Slightly astonished, Ripda finally found something that answered her astonishment. Yes, the ring on Agnia's ring finger made her fail to focus, immediately thinking if that was the case because Agnia's smile looked different.

Agnia already knew, a small change in her would certainly invite the special attention of some people. Look at Ripda who is gawking and seems ready to attack him with questions.

Until Agnia was no longer surprised when Ripda grabbed her left hand abruptly, instead smiling to see the girl in front of her looking at the shiny object on her finger.

"Akmal's fiancee's sister?" guess Ripda, who instantly made Agnia round her eyes. Alert. Agnia grimaced inwardly, wanting to be astonished but it was indeed Ripda. This girl if she is enthusiastic can never control the volume of her speech.

"Sorry, Ma'am.." Ripda smiled, aware of the gaze full of warning from Agnia. For a moment narrowed his eyes, asking to be understood. "So really?" ask with a more normal volume tone. Want to make sure, yak legitimate if not asked and got an answer directly from the mouth of Agnia.

"Ehh.." Agnia gave her smile for a moment, though her heart told her not to misbehave. But his attitude was spontaneous, what else after seeing the obvious Ripda waiting for his answer. "Yes. Just say it like that."

"Yes Allah.safe.." cried Ripda while removing his hand from the hand of Agnia. Beyond expectations, Ripda was very happy. Ignoring the timid face of Agnia after answering so. "I'm going to mop up the dong.."

Agnia sighed softly, ending her misdeeds. Back to the mode of maturity. "Doain is.."

"Surely dong, Ma'am.." Ripda answered quickly, still smiling with pleasure. "It's beautiful" she said again, praising. Makes Agnia smile again. Somehow Ripda's words always sounded honest and sincere in Agnia's ears.

"I want a wedding ring too." Ripda muttered again, smiling shyly. "So I've been looking around for references to wedding ring models from now on, even though the candidate isn't there yet." a crisp laugh came out of Ripda's mouth, laughing at herself. If someone else is looking for a new candidate looking for a wedding ring, he looks for the ring first and it is up to later about the candidate. The funniest thing he has absolutely no target man, really only have a target ring.

Agnia chuckled, shook her head in astonishment.In her eyes Ripda was innocent yet wise at the same time, indeed the one in a thousand girl. Their steps spontaneously went forward along with the joke that Ripda uttered until they arrived at the PAUD environment.

As they were about to go to their respective class destinations, Agnia was precisely sculpting while Ripda was already two steps away. There were a few things that still bothered her mind and she felt Ripda was the right person to talk to.

"Report.."

Agnia's call made Ripda turn her head back, looking at Agnia with an eyebrow that she deliberately raised. "Yes? What's up, beautiful mom?"

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Ripda did not mind, now instead sat in the classroom where Agnia taught. Take one of the children's chairs as usual, while his hand was busy playing an empty piece of paper in front of him.

"What do you think of Mbak's relationship with Akmal?" agnia asked directly, unwilling to delay before the disciples came and the hours of study began.

Ripda stopped the movement of her hand, now looking at Agnia full of attention. "the opinion? Is my opinion important?"

"Yes, Ma'am wants to hear your opinion.that's because of age.."

"What good luck, Ma'am.." cut Ripda immediately, glancing thinly as Agnia said so. "What a soul mate again."

Agnia nodded, clearly Ripda's answer was not helpful to her at all.

"Mbak seems to think too much about what people say." said Ripda. "That's just your own fear. Why marry the same younger? Maturity is not measured by age, really."

Agnia was momentarily amazed, she who initially thought Ripda did not understand the direction of the conversation was made silent. Even the girl was deeper in assessing the worries on her.

"Aren't you thinking that?" Agnia once again asked, wanting to be sure. Hearing each of Ripda's words made him even more curious, about how deep the thought of the girl who instilled the outside.

"I don't like to judge, Mom. The marriage, more complicated than mathematics, is more tiring than the teaching of PAUD children. So if the matter of marriage I do not like comments, because I do not like the moment." said Ripda, ended with a wide grin. "There is also no guarantee that those who marry the same age are also not all happy."

Ripda grinned, tilting his head in a whisper. His hand was slanted at the corner of his lips. "They're just pretending to be happy" he half whispered.

Somehow Agnia became worried about hearing the answer and also saw Ripda's grin. A wise person is born out of hard times. That was what Agnia saw at this moment, as if the smile that always appeared on Ripda's face was blushing and showed a bitter experience there.

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It was time to go home, Raina was already struggling in her mother's hands while waiting for an invitation. While Alisya looked unsettled, Agnia turned her head many times. Wishing her ex-best friend hadn't come home from her first, because she had something to say.

Adi had just arrived, lowered his car glass and showed his face with a smile watching his wife's child. A moment of waiting, but neither Alisya nor Raina ever looked back. Want to suppress the horn but the situation around the bustling is not supportive, he will be considered impolite.

The man of one child finally chose to go down, after re-raising the car glass of course. This time I saw Raina.

"Mah.."

Alisya turned her head to Raina at a glance, then turned to the direction her daughter pointed. "Oh!"

"Why?" Adi asked while his eyebrows were perfectly linked, a little surprised by the focus of his wife who did not know who was stolen. Even he became more worried these days, because his wife turned more quiet. "Let's go home now."

Alisya turned her head inside the gate, still watching the situation inside there. At first glance, she soon looked back at her husband. "Emh, Mum. I want to talk to Agnia first, can I?"

Adi sighed softly, Agnia again turned out. "No, yes, we go home. I'm also going back to the office."

"Please.." Alisya pleaded as her hands stretched out clasping Adi's hands, staring at the full plea.

Unable to insist on banning, Adi finally sighed. "Yaudah, but for a moment yes.I wait in the car" he said then without bringing up the matter of events that had been, for this time he gave confidence to Alisya to be wise.

Alisya nodded, looking happy like reassuring if he would not repeat his past mistakes. While Adi returned Alisya's hand for a moment to then switch to grab Raina's hand and walk towards the car.

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Agnia had just come out and walked next to Widia while talking, the two people's steps spontaneously stopped when they found Alisya standing in their way.

Alisya nodded politely at Widia, then turned to look at Agnia with a gentle look. Contrasted with Alisya's gaze on Agnia at the opening of the Indri boutique the other day. "Can you talk for a second?" tanyakanya.

For a moment Agnia did not feel the need to talk to Alisya, because the woman would only arouse sadness in her heart. But for the sake of seeing Alisya who seemed to have a lot to say, made Agnia hesitate to refuse. Finally could only sigh, looking at Widia. "Mom.."

"Yes, not papa. Mother first yes.." cut Widia, immediately understand without needing to explain Agnia. Although regretful because Agnia chose to talk to Alisya, she could do nothing but leave.

An awkward atmosphere immediately created as much as Widia, Agnia looked at Alisya who somehow seemed to lose her spirit. Starting to think that this time what Alisya will say is not innuendo like before, maybe the reaction of his angry actions was. Yeah, I'm sorry.

"Say.."

Alisya did not reply, he had been weighing while lowering his eyes under his feet. Agnia noticed that, and just as Alisya was eroding the distance and just suddenly hugged her. For a moment Agnia pegged, one that flashed across her head.

The happy shadow between them briefly repeated in Agnia's mind, the embrace as if touching the corner of Agnia's dead heart lost some warmth.

But the image of her smiling self bitterly tears in her chaotic home after the wedding decorations in her home were forcibly removed, again defeating the beautiful shadow. He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to destroy the two bad memories. His feet spontaneously stepped back.

No, he could not fall on the warmth of Alisya. Agnia must be aware that one of the people who made her this way even her parents were sad when it was Alisya, someone who was standing before her with a sad look now.

Agnia sighed, her gaze was diverted from being in contact with Alisya. "What's wrong?"

Alisya was a little disappointed, but in fact he did have to be self-aware. What Agnia felt she did not feel, sick and difficult three years back she never saw and cared. This time he had to bury his ego and apologize for it.

"I'm sorry." said Alisya, as her eyes turned to the ring finger of Agnia who was now circled by the shiny little thing.

Agnia sighed deeply, she did not want to be bad but the best she could do to stay away from Alisya was to be merciless. "No need, apologizing many times won't change anything."

"I was wrong, Agni. And all I can do is apologize." Alisya ignored Agnia's words, before Agnia completely ignored him she should be able to show her sincerity.

"And I said it's not necessary." replied Agnia. "I've forgotten everything, I admit it as my mistake. Don't keep feeling guilty! Live happily, don't be pathetic like this."

There was a calmness that Alisya felt after hearing Agnia's words, she knew Agnia with her sincerity had never expected sorrow for him. Given that, Alisya's eyes started to warm up. Clear threads began to appear in the eye patch there.

Agnia sighed furiously, this time what else? What makes Alisa cry? Even he did not want to win even though he felt pity.

"Now what else? Don't make people misunderstand your cries, Alisya!"

Alisya was very embarrassed, why after this day the sincerity of Agnia could only be seen. But when he asked her to stay away it was not just for the good of Agnia, but for the good of her. Alisya kemvali was touched, what else when she heard Agnia say her name after a long time.

In the sobbing, Agnia faithfully waited. Now feel back to see the figure of Alisya that he knew first. But the fact is, although he does not deny if he has a little miss Alisya, on the other hand Agnia realizes that everything is not the same and will not be the same.

Alisya herself chose so, her betrayal resulted in union with Adi but separation from Agnia.

If Adi had decided on it first before approaching Alisya, then it wouldn't have been like this. Agnia was sure of that.

"Listen..don't make me feel stupid and pathetic by bringing up the past." Agnia said. "I don't see you as bad, everyone has different choices and reasons. But. once this is over, then it's over."

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Not knowing if it would be as sad as that, his chatter with Alisya indeed really stirred up sadness in his heart. Agnia came to her room and immediately locked the door of her room, sitting right in front of the door hugging her legs.

Agnia rubbed her face in frustration, drowning her face between her legs. For a moment he just wanted to convince himself if all had passed, and this in turn saw the future.

Tok.dok..

"Mr? How's the room locked?" Yesa's loud voice entered Agnia's ears clearly. Agnia immediately raised her head, walking away from the door.

"Awhile, Yesa.. Ma'am wants to change clothes first." he said as he walked towards the bathroom, carrying a small towel in his hand.

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After a while of boredom waiting, Agnia's room door finally opened. Yesa entered with lips forward, a long time for her. Though he could have been allowed to enter earlier, but his cousin's brother seemed to be on purpose.

"Said you wanted to come to Mas Hafidz's house? Why not be?" agnia asked as she headed towards the dressing table, ignoring her manyun Yesa.

Asked so inexplicably why Yesa immediately forgot her complaint, instead smiling widely. Remember that is what he really wants to discuss with his cousin's brother. "He.. I'm waiting for Ma'am, Kan. Want to get the impression."

"Can. But if you can't now, at least later in the afternoon.. You used to talk about it."

Yesa sniffed her shoulders, no objection. "Okay, Mommy used to be. I'm waiting while I. toktokan.."

"Let's! Than waiting, mending follow Mbak ngajar.. How's it?"

"Now.. " Yesa answered immediately, her eyes twinkling. It makes Agnia laugh, genes are different. Yesa seems, always ready and excited if invited to chat with children

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"Emh. I give you what gift, yes. if Akmal married."

Akbar spontaneously turned his head when there was no wind no rain Fiki discussed it, could not be silent. His mind immediately searched for a new topic of conversation as it was left silent.

Ardi sighed, looking at Fiki in wonder. "The question is. why do you think the same spirit of marriage Akmal same Ma'am Agni.."

"Yes, what a scene! I'm aja santay.." - timpal Akbar.

"ah! You don't understand, in this marriage I'm one of his sad boys."

Akbar sneered, staring at Fiki's disdain. His outstretched hand picked up a book nearby, a second later smacking the book on Fiki's head. "Crazy times, Lo! Basis. pantesan lo most surprised when know Mbak Agni proposed."

Fiki did not return Akbar's punch, instead smiling. "Yes, that's how it is.."

Ardi mesem heard Fiki's confession, it was realized Akbar. "Lo again, why?"

Fiki. "He is the same. We're fellow sad boys at Agni's wedding later."

Akbar snorted, turning his two friends in turn. Even Ardi didn't budge when he said so. "However, of the many girls why I like my sister."

"And lo? Of the many girls why do you like Asthma? You are not self-conscious!" insinuator Fiki, his hand now grabbed the book that was previously used to hit him. Now it was his turn to hit Akbar's head harder, even standing up to exert his strength.

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