Want a Life of Heaven

127. Akmal's advice?

The feeling of wanting to meet is now overwhelming,

But I still have to wait.

Because you're the flower that once withered

It is not easy to

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Akbar kicked softly after coming down from his motorbike, the sky was still dark. After congregating at dawn in the mosque near Akmal's house, Akbar rushed home to save himself from the anger of his parents.

The sky was still dark, the lights in his house were still on. Although he had panicked because of sleep and realized some calls from Agnia were ignored, but Akmal made him relieved when he told if he had contacted Agnia. In this case Akmal became a reliable sister-in-law candidate.

"***.. astaghfirullah.." Akbar stopped reading the greetings, instead screeched in surprise and his sentence turned into an istighfar. Agnia's presence at the door was the cause of her shock. Especially with the white mukena that is still worn by his brother, making Akbar just think about it.

Agnia sighed softly, look at Akbar's originally shocked face now slowly returning to being rancid as usual. And after sinlessly deluding him, Akbar instead continued his steps just like that. Because he knew Akmal had reported to Agnia, Akbar did not feel he had to explain anymore.

"Hey!! Where you going?" tanya Agnia was full of emphasis.

Akbar paused his steps, his shirt pulled Agnia from behind. His body spontaneously turned to face his brother. "Lepasin, dong Mbak. later hunted father with mother dateng." he said, seriously. That's the thing he avoids the most.

Agnia took off her hand from the collar of Akbar's shirt slowly, now looking at her sister for a long time. "Is there anything you want to explain?"

"I overslept, Ma'am.."

Very anxious, Agnia thaws thin."Basic sloppy! If you're upset, you're making me sleepless, you know!" his nag. "Tell me next time not ngabarin, again."

"Sorry.." That's all Akbar can say, sounds insincere. It was just so that Agnia would shut up and stop nagging him. Anyway, it worked as usual. "Oiya Ma'am.." Akbar remembered one thing, yet to get out of his place. "I think Akmal knows the old man."

"Old man?" Agnia raised her eyebrows, still thinking who the alley meant her sister was. "Who?"

"The old jacka."

"Hush!" Agnia rounded her eyes spontaneously, directly glancing left right in fear of being heard by her parents.

"Oh, that guy."

For a moment Agnia thought, actually only one person had ever been summoned so by Akbar. One person whose name and memories they no longer hustle. But what is possible? Agnia was a little uncomfortable remembering that person. "Why indeed?"

Akbar nodded his shoulders slowly. "Mbak asked the same person directly, deh.. I want to go to the room, not ready to be scolded by Dad now." he said honestly, on the other hand did not want to be scolded but on the other hand was aware of the mistake that would trigger a long lecture.

Agnia became unwell, ignoring Akbar's ucaoan. He was so afraid, why suddenly the figure was revealed again. And annoyingly, Akbar just left after scaring him by reminding the figure.

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Asthma was stricken with guilt, all day after without wind without rain said something she admitted deliberately broke Akbar's heart. Even until now the guilt was even greater, after thinking again it felt he was too rude to behave so. It's just that Asthma can now only sigh slowly.

"Why?" Qori who was sitting across the table asked, seeing the unrest on his best friend's face since arriving at the cafeteria. He who just wanted to eat the breakfast menu, made invalid if not asked..

Not immediately replied, Asma seemed to weigh as her hand turned the straw on the glass of mango juice in front of her. For a moment of creating silence with a few words, it raised suspicion in Qori's eyes.

"Aspirit.."

"Hemh?"

"Is this related to your chat with Akbar yesterday?" guess Qori, not without reason. This morning when he arrived at the campus, Akbar who usually deliberately approached them just to talk about things that are not clear, just did not turn his head towards them. At all. The young man who he knew liked Asthma was acting ordinary when he passed by. And for the sake of remembering Asma and Akbar who had met before, Qori concluded so.

Asma shook her head slowly, although it was actually so but she felt it was not important to share it with anyone including Qori. Now smiling convincingly. "It's nothing, just calm down."

Qori chose to just nod, continuing her mouthful. If you feel you have to talk, Asthma will definitely tell him. It's just that he was sure, it must have something to do with Akbar. He dared to bet.

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Akbar did not go far from Akmal, the two men went together to the cafeteria. Akbar still needs to find out whether it is true if Akmal is good at conquering women's hearts or just the word Agnia, Agnia who has actually fallen into his heart.

At that time Akmal's eyes caught the figure of Asthma from a distance away, a thin smile on its back. He has a plan to show that what he says is not nonsense.

"Accbar! We're doing the first plan."

"Hemh?" Akbar frowned, starting to wail indistinctly. "here? But mana.. Ah.." the second-in-line young man after Fiki immediately understood, his eyes had already found Asthma. His eyes are locked on the target. But his heart was still in doubt, between his doubtful abilities and Akmal's plan which might have failed. Akbar looked at Akmal once more. "Lo sure it'll work?"

"We prove it now, if it works, it means the other plan will be easy."

"But.."

"It depends on your ability." Akmal cut, according to him Akbar is too fussy in this case. Though some girls prefer a cool figure and not positilan, Akbar already do not understand even in the first lesson. "So it's better to hear what I said. Understood?"

"Start.." Akbar interrupted Akmal's steps, making Agnia's husband-to-be unable to step. "Gue's not ready, wait.."

"Astaghfirullah.." murmured Akmal slowly, a little astonished. He really does not understand which part of this plan that makes it difficult, but it is just a simple matter. Everybody knows that. Uh! ******* a plan out of Akmal's mouth, waiting for Akbar to be ready is tantamount to foiling the plan. "Old, lo.."

"But. bentar..heh!" Akbar clicked, seeing Akmal had just stepped up to ignore his words. Her brother's husband-to-be can't be compromised.

Akmal with a shady smile, unexpectedly walked towards the table where Asma and Qori were followed by Akbar. Qori who realized the arrival of the two people was a little surprised, all knew how Akmal was. The young man never paid any attention to his female friends. From here, Qori was already suspicious.

"Aspirit.." Qorei tried to point at the two young men with a look on his face as Asma turned her head. Until the moment Asma changed to follow the direction of Qori's gaze, the two girls were struck by their respective astonishment.

"Qori-a.. Asthma.."

Akmal actually greeted them, Qori for the sake of it immediately raised next to his eyebrows. The young man whom Asma liked was never carelessly greeting, and if the young man was to pray to them, there was something important at this time. "Yes.. Why, Mal?" ask Qori, precede Asthma who will definitely not open his mouth.

"Emh.. Fiki not knowing yet? About the afternoon show?"

Qori shook his head slowly, while looking at Asma who also did not know what Akmal was talking about.

"Later in the afternoon, please come. In my house there is a meal, not anything. but you should. emh. you should come." said Akmal, not forgetting his distinctive shady smile.

"Oh! Yes, God willing.."

Akmal nodded, smiling. Then turned to Asma who was actually caught glancing at Akbar, it was a pity that the young man was not aware of it. "Asma. you came too, yes.." said Akmal later.

"Oh!" Asthma blinked for a moment, then nodded. "God willing.."

"Of course, please continue.." Akmal left just like that after saying so, followed by Akbar who also followed without saying a word.

Asthma scrunched her forehead, watched the two men sit at the other table. I think something's wrong. Helaan slowly came out of his mouth. "Something seems strange, deh. same to him." he muttered that Qori immediately.

"Yes, I think so too." replied Qori ceoat. "he's not usually the smile and notice we like earlier."

"Hemh?" Asma spontaneously turned her head, her eyebrows linked back. Realize that he Qori meant is not the same as he thought.

"Yes right? Akmal is not usually you know, smile and we don't talk." said Qori honestly. "You must be a whimper, right?"

Sure enough, that Qori meant Akmal. But what is in the mind of Asthma is actually Akbar. The young man is different now, who originally thought that if Akbar did not say hello because he did not see it was wrong. Now it is clear if Akbar changed and maybe yesterday's events are the reason.

Asthma just did not expect, because his heart was broken so many times Akbar always behaved normally to him. But today is different. Honestly, it was not only guilt that he felt now, but there was a sad moment on his chest

Pleased? Qori meant because of Akmal's hospitality and smile? Come onl.. Even Asma was unaware of Akmal's change in attitude due to Akbar's distraction, it felt like Akmal's smile was defeated by Akbar's cold attitude.

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"After this?" Akbar asked, puzzled because he did not see the impact of his deliberate attitude. Asthma is normal to him.

"Diem! We'll see."

"Later..later..later you continue to say.." complained Akbar, grumbling bitterly.

"The main key in conquering the heart of the girl, be patient? Patience. And remember one thing, if Asma later ngajak lo talk. Keep your attitude now."

Akbar clicked, wanted to notkan but it feels Akmal's advice is still appropriate for him to hear.

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Agnia became impatient, wanting time to pass because she wanted to question Akmal about the news brought by Akbar. Is it true that Akmal knew that man?

But how can it be? They shouldn't know each other. Agnia was uncomfortable remembering that. How could someone he still feared so much know Akmal.

Should he make sure and tell Akmal everything?

"Sir.." the call and gentle touch of Ripda made Agnia aware, she who was still in her chair with a pile of books in front of her turned to her side. Ripda looked at him worriedly. "What's wrong?"

"Hemhs? No papa. Why mother?"

Ripda let out a long sigh, thinking that his worry had now turned into an expression of relief. "I think Agni's mom is late, you know not.."

Sounding real relief, Ripda's words made Agnia now smile. The daydream has gone too far, so it is not aware that Ripda has been talking to him since.

"I'm sorry, but I missed something else."

Ripda nodded, whatever. Most importantly Agnia was not being possessed. Because if it happens somehow he has to take a swing to escape.