Want a Life of Heaven

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Today it feels different for Agnia, on top of all the things that are improving, the fact that her marriage is in sight makes a different feeling present. There is a special pound that is present every time you remember the word marriage.

But that was not the main reason for the happiness in Agnia's heart, the sincere smile she got from the innocent faces before her was now priceless. Their uncontrollable cries and laughter, which to some is annoying, are contagious and cause a smile on her face.

Agnia looked at one by one her students, who were now silently struggling with her drawing pencil.

Difficult moments of teaching passed with a smile, it feels good to teach to practice emotional control. Because the better to control emotions, the more visible the level of maturity of a person.

Agnia loved this world of education so much that in her difficult time teaching became the only escape she chose. Because only contact with children who do not disturb the wound.

Actually two years back, filling out a study or speaking in public still feels excruciating for Agnia. As all eyes stared at him, all those gazes seemed to sting. Bak was skinning him alive, the difficult period seemed to be dismantled until the roots. A discordant voice insulting him came and entered his ears.

What is wrong with failing to get married? The question was always repeated he recited in his heart, when time suffused him with sorrow.

Agnia was judged at that time, not only coming from the girls who rivaled her but also the men who were Adi's friends. They spoke loudly denigrating him, considering him to be the only one who was wrong in the failure of the marriage.

Though facts? Agnia just did not understand until today, she just knew the affair and tomorrow the marriage is just off.

But people's judgments are always based on their thinking, defending themselves only makes Agnia look even more miserable.

Remembering that time, Agnia recalled that there was someone who traumatized her more than anyone. Someone who used to not hesitate to equate it with ****, someone who was the person who hurt him the most, even someone who became the stove for the insults of Adi's friends at that time.

Uh! Agnia exhaled deeply, not knowing why after noticing Raina she remembered the figure. Though usually to make the name of the person he was reluctant, Agnia shook her head to throw the scary daydream. Then continue his steps, down to the back row. View one by one the coloring results of his students.

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"Sir, when's the wedding?" Ripda asked without looking at the interlocutor, his eyes straight into the bowl as his hands scooped the current ice cream he was eating.

The two people who had just returned to teach agreed to go to one of the cafes, Ripda himself who chose his place. Because a long time ago targeted the place but there was only time and new friends.

Agnia turned her head lazily towards Ripda, the second time she heard that question from the same person. And just like before Agnia would not answer.

Ripda who for the strange Agnia is now staring curiously waiting for an answer, not nothing but sometimes the girl looks mature, sometimes looks stupid and this time it is just restless in the eyes of Agnia.

"Mbak." call Ripda, from her gaze wishing that this leg would get an answer.

Agnia did not budge, her hand actually grabbed the glass of juice she ordered. His intention to calmly spend time by agreeing to go to the Cafe is actually plagued with the question, how can he be honest with Ripda?

Instead of answering, Agnia asked a question while sipping her drink.

"Would you not be the same as Akbar?"

"Hemh?" Ripda frowning.

"Yes, you guys are the same know, so I guess you're a good fit. Can't be put on them either."

Ripda sighed, manyun. The purpose of the speech was only to affirm and signal so that he did not ask much, Ripda understood very well.

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Someone unexpected turns out to be one Cafe with Agnia, Gian turns out there too. Just finished meeting his important client. When going to the exit, sharp eyes trained Gian sprightly see the existence of jewels in a puddle of mud, just think so.

"Emh. You go back to the office first, I want to say hello to my friend first." Gian said to his secretary without taking his eyes off the object he was locked. The beautiful secretary Gian followed her gaze in the same direction, to then smile and nod.

"Good, Sir. Excuse me.."

For Gian, Agnia is the brightest there. It was easy to find the girl even in a crowded place, Gian smiled as he approached the object.

Agnia turned her head as soon as one was seen by the tip of her eyes, stepping closer. The man's smile was now on, with the hand put in his pants pocket the man caught the attention of several people. Including Ripda.

"Sister?!"

"Can join?"

Agnia turned to Ripda for a moment, but what was the point. Ripda of course agreed without being asked, looking at his gaze on Gian at this moment. "Please, Brother."

Gian drew the chair he was about to sit in, next to Agnia and facing Ripda. Seeing the girl he did not know Gian immediately nodded politely, Agnia's friend must be respected as well.

"So Gian has a job to do here?" ask Agnia, judging from the style of the clothes is not dubious and does not need to be asked. But that's just his talk.

Agnia nodded slowly, it was a coincidence indeed. After yesterday did not meet them reunited in an unexpected place. "Emh.. You want to order something?"

"Can you buy it?"

Agnia was asked that, not about money. But who is he to treat a Gian? It was embarrassing to him.

Gian chuckled at Agnia's reaction. "Just tell me, I didn't take long."

The more awkward each meet, that was Agnia's impression on Gian. This masculine man made him more reluctant after getting familiar with himself for longer. Look at the man's smile now, looking carefree. But it made Agnia want to thicken the respect she had for Gian. Agnia was nervous, her hands she put together on the table. Worried if the ambush was interpreted badly by Gian.

Gian was still smiling, aware of the awkwardness towards Agnia. A little disappointing but he could not question. Gian's eyes now fell on the ring on Agnia's springy finger, as soon as her chest roared violently realizing that. His smile slowly thinned. "That's so pretty." she muttered.

"Hemh?"

"The ring.."

"Oh!" Agnia immediately withdrew her hand, unconsciously her behavior made her seem to be showing off. After one shameful thing comes another shame.

Gian smile. "Congratulations."

"It's.."

Gian sighed softly, looking at Agnia's face who was now embarrassed with great clinging. Once again it was a pity, there was no sadness or pressure there. There is only a happy stroke that is now more obvious. "send me the most special invitation, you know brother will not come to any event." instead, with a grin that he deliberately showed.

Not knowing what to respond to, Agnia finally just nodded slowly while smiling. There was still guilt in his heart in this man. Although not replying to someone is not a mistake, but the way Gian likes it is too sad to make Agnia guilty.

How can one like without coming close at all? Gian watched her from afar for that long, either waiting for fate or coincidence to side with them.

But in fact Gian must accept, if by chance indeed sided with him but not with destiny. He was only an important part of Agnia's destiny, but not a special part of her heart.

For a moment of silence, Gian for the last time threw a sincere smile at Agnia. Yes, he cannot be weak, he must show that he is okay even if he does not get his love. Because once decided to consider Agnia to be his sister, Gian promised not to be affected by the rest of the jealousy in his heart.

"Of course, continue your activities. Brother left." said Gian as he got up, not forgetting to look and smile also at Ripda.

Agnia was surprised when Gian rubbed the top of his head slowly before passing, he spontaneously turned to Ripda..

The man had already left just like that, leaving Agnia who was watching the man's back to be lost behind the door. Plus Ripda who was frowning now, he could see some strange things that no one else could see. The girl who was always full of questions now turned to look at Agnia.

"That's Agni's ex, huh?" suddenly, the question just came out of his mouth

"Hemh?" Agnia turned her head with a look like she was going to swallow Ripda alive. He wondered why Ripda could think so, why his mouth was so easy to say surprising things.

"Oh! not yes.." of course Ripda understood the meaning of Agnia's gaze, choosing the safe way by forgetting her question. Now grin. "Good, because it means that the brother is sad boy."

Agnia sniffed her shoulders, whether sad boy or whatever his nickname but the title was not worth pinning on Gian. Very disrespectful. Who is Gian and who is Gian? it's just about time and the guy will forget about it, right?

"May I express my opinion?" Ripda opened his mouth again, this time raising his hand parallel to the top of his head. Anticipating Agnia who lately often glares at him, let alone a matter of weeks on this day has three times seemed to be stared at so.

Ridiculousness was heard from Agnia's mouth, astonished by Ripda's existing behavior. Even if he is creepy, Ripda does not need to act like they are in a meeting. "Say.."

"It's in my opinion yes, Ma'am." Ripda again stressed that he was being careful of Agnia. "Sister who was like the same mother.."

Uh! Agnia complained inwardly, it was not at all a lie or new news. But what is important? "Sokay know, you." that's Agnia's answer.

"And I said that according to me, from the same look of Ma'am I think so.." explained Ripda a little anxious by emphasizing his sentence, momentarily paused. "But Ma'am..."

"Hemh?"

"So Ma'am just I want to be with Akbar, right? Same him I don't want to, but if the brother I want to." said Ripda with a shy smile.

Agnia again chuckled, Ripda is indeed unpredictable. A moment of serious talk for the next second says nonsense. "Good, your eyes know what's better."

"Whoa. I'm. uh!" Ripda paused his words. "I don't mean that, Ma'am.." he was quick to err, although he was flippant does not mean to forget and casually call Akbar who is the sister of the woman opposite his seat.

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