Want a Life of Heaven

123. Akmal; Both are better

This is really happening. Akmal, the man who is soon to be twenty-three years old, has now started collecting marriage documents that must be submitted to KUA a month before the agreement.

All types of administration must be prepared immediately, can not wait until all is getting busy in a short time. Any kind of rush that can ignite the war must be avoided from the beginning, because making the wedding to success was not spared from dissent. If not good at getting around then everything can get worse and chaotic.

"Actmal?" Retno came from behind the door, still mukena just finished praying duha.

Akmal who had ransacked his drawer looking for a high school diploma, had returned to the bed when the Mother came. Sitting cross-legged facing some of the paper that was being smoothed. Akmal just looked over and smiled.

Retno smiled back at that, look at her son who used to sit so facing the toy and now sits so to prepare for the wedding. How quickly the night changed.

Some files were also taken by Retno, she went there to deliver it. Understandably they only live three lives with his father Akmal is super busy, as a result Akmal himself who has to manage all the needs of his marriage.

A moment Retno watched her son with a smile on her back, then approached and sat on the lip of the bed facing the only son.

"Here, let Mommy help" said Retno, as her hand took over the files from Akmal's deck. Whatever self-reliance a man is not enough to make them live without women, and vice versa. What else if the woman in question is a mother, who can deny her affection and sincerity?

Akmal smiled, now his turn to pay attention to the mother. The smile on his face became the biggest strength for Akmal, so he was not heavy hearted to decide to get married.

Retno's greatest sorrow came from the child. When Akmal was five years old, Retno was pregnant again. Very happy he and Sidiq at that time, their dream was indeed to have many children.

But the best plan always awaits, even with tears and unspeakable pain. Retno must be ready to lose a child in the womb who is only five months old, the beat is already felt there. Happiness was incomparable, and that was when the overwhelming void he felt.

The fetus that he had even prepared his name, both male and female, had to be removed from his womb. Not enough there, her uterus even had to be released for the sake of her health.

From that moment on, God took her pleasure to return to being a mother. God destined himself to give full love only to Akmal, his only son.

It's clear now, isn't it? why Retno once married Akmal even from a long time ago already wanted a grandson. It sounds too pushy but it is really his dream since Akmal was in his teens, if other parents are reluctant to marry their child at a young age then another word with Retno.

"Have you called Agnia?"

Akmal shook his head, a little surprised to be asked so. his daydream just froze.

"Yes, call immediately. ask Akbar to bring the files from the women."

"Ehh.." Akmal nodded.

"Today mom wants to meet your future in-laws, want to talk about decorations and more. So you don't have to think about anything else, just think of a way to get graduated quickly."

Akmal chuckled, clearly sounding impatient from the speech of the mother. Retno sighed, after a moment of patting Akmal's shoulder and then came out of the room.

How's it feel? Akmal doesn't know. It's just that he misses the days of meeting Agnia.

Wait, after the wedding there is no longer a limit called distance. Twenty-four hours out of seven days none of them were together. That's beautiful isn't it? Probably the same thing with everyone's feelings when dating. The difference this time is planned after marriage, courtship after marriage.

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A different atmosphere was felt after Yesa came home, Agnia let out a long sigh as she re-entered her house. Though it has not been a minute since the car came out of the yard of the house, but everything immediately felt completely different. Although only two nights, but the presence of Yesa and their grandmother became their own entertainment in this spacious house inhabited by four people.

It feels very different between having a sister and a younger brother. Yesa demands not only attention but also attention. So if what Agnia feels, if talking about Hafidz also Akbar only unidirectional reciprocity that he feels. Not all things can be understood by men about how women think and feel, that makes the understanding of Akbar and Hafidz is still lacking and lacking for him.

A moment Agnia glanced at the entire house that was a few hours or even a few moments behind filled with laughter but now it was back to how it was, the spacious house was quiet and only chaos remained. It's a mess.

Just then her phone that was located on the front desk of the television rang quite loudly, Agnia ended her wailing and was about to reach for her phone. But it turns out Akbar faster, coming from the direction of his room down the stairs. His hand quickly picked up the phone that read and saw what name was on it.

Akbar smiled obliquely, he knew Akmal's number. Whether intentionally or not no it was not given a name by Agnia, making Akbar then cut down. He thought he wouldn't know, so Akbar's mind.

"Who?" agnia asked, raising both eyebrows while approaching. Abai with a smile that is not strange Akbar anymore.

"Mother's husband candidate."

Agnia frowned, not believing because this was the umpteenth time Akbar teased her by calling the future husband and so on. But for a moment he took the phone he finally believed, it was indeed Akmal's number.

"Cie.."

"Sst.." Agnia did not want to respond much, she immediately touched her finger to Akbar's lips. Hoping that his sister was silent, he answered Akmal's call.

"Hello.."

While listening, Agnia kept pushing Akbar away. Her concentration is divided so as not to say any pleasantries to her future husband there. "That's all? Yechoah.."

Not knowing what Akmal was talking about, Akbar heard nothing but vague chatter because Agnia kept pushing him. Tau-tau just finished that call.

"Wa'alaikumsalam.."

Akbar put on an astonished face, he was astonished in fact.just like that? is someone who's gonna marry me on the phone? Akbar shook his head in astonishment, this brother won differently. It is amazing how Akmal can continue to be interested to decide he wants to live together.

What a bitch, Agnia glared at the moment of the call she broke up. His hand raised hit the buttocks of the younger brother, plus a look like that from Akbar made him even more anxious.

"What the hell, Ma'am." Akbar confronted the hand of Agnia who was about to hit her precious ass again, not to be outdone. "People just want to know."

"You like to disturb Ma'am, it's ah.. Now you want to go, right? Then bring me Akmal's love file."

"What file?" akbar asked with an innocent pretentious face, Agnia was anxious to see him. Already raised a hand ready to hit again.

"Yes, yes, whatever file it is take." cut Akbar, do not want to be hit again.Maybe Agnia he reported KDRT to him. "Let's take it to college."

"Campus?" Agnia nodded, that's right. What would people say if they saw Akbar handing over the wedding files to Akmal? his sister was not thinking.

"What?" Akbar asked anxiously, looking at his brother's delicacy who did not know why. As if he had done something wrong. "Now what else?"

"Don't take it to college, dong. Take it to his house."

"Gee.." Akbar started again, shaking his head dramatically. "Bak don't know like it. I tell you, I'm the same Akmal was friends for a long time. But Akmal is not as familiar now.. You know, he just found out about our house."

"Continue?" Agnia did not understand the purpose of Akbar's presentation, she just told him to go to Akmal's house.

"I don't know the house, Ma'am." Akbar raised the volume of his speech, greget once. Is it hard to understand? he can't not be gagged.

Agnia. "It doesn't matter, I know the address.it's easy to stay.."

"Sunday.. You ever been there?" cut Akbar, that's amazing news. Akmal's relationship with his brother, who he initially thought was stiff, turned out to be more advanced than he thought.

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Akbar is very lazy with the request alias Agnia, but according to him for fear. After all, he had never visited Akmal's house, he had to know at least before Akmal officially became his brother-in-law.

As he imagined, Akmal's house was indeed amazing. No wonder he became a favorite gossip of students, Akmal figure plenary is not a lie.

"Let's go in!"

"No, I'll just pull it out." Akbar immediately refused in a lazy tone, while removing some sheets of paper that had been wrapped neatly. Put that to Akmal. He could not hide his compulsion to come to Akmal's house.

The moment the file turned into Akmal's hand, Akbar frowned. "By the way.how does it feel?"

"Hemh?"

"Gue is still amazed every time you want to marry my sister" said Akbar honestly.

Akmal smiled. "Sama, I am still amazed. Getting married at a young age is not my dream."

"Does that mean you're not ready?"

"Not that. I'm ready, that's why I decided to apply." replied Akmal, pausing for a moment. "But I'm basically aware that diving into a difficult life would be easy and fun if done together. And I decided I wanted to survive this life with my brother."

Akbar was not fascinated by Akmal's sincere remarks, he was gawking. For a moment, he put on a disgusted face. To him such a sentence sounded exaggerated. "ah! I shouldn't have asked that. Fucking lebai!" his lips.

Akmal shrugged his shoulders, no offense to say so. "Why? It'll all be over in time, and on the right person."

"Except me!"

Akmal laughed, look at Akbar's super serious face. "Lo will understand, after finding someone like Sister Agni for me. hemh?"

Wait. that sentence made Akbar feel dejavu, he had heard the same sentence from Gian. Exactly so.

Akbar sighed, well, two people have said this so he must agree.