Want a Life of Heaven
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"Akbar.. Can we talk to you for a second?" the question that came out of Asthma's mouth was a turning point, Akbar who was originally broken charcoal now just like getting energy intake. The girl he had liked for so long now approached him willingly.
Akmal was right about this one thing, and look at the young man who now smiles triumphantly.
I really want it to feel Akbar jumping for joy, if you can answer he is ready to talk to Asthma even if more than a moment. But considering what Akmal had ordered earlier, he pinched his own thigh and whispered to defend his side of the ac.
Although it's still a long way to be happy, it's a big start. After this Akbar will hear what Akmal said, the man's suggestion will follow without complaining.
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Agnia is haunted by a big question mark, fear accompanying the question mark. His life once ruined could have been even worse because of that one person. Agnia was afraid that the person had come back to repeat the same wound. He could not forget it, and now the memory made him sit uncomfortable on the lip of the bed.
Breathing out of Agnia's mouth, it felt heavy. After a while of feeling calm, he called the name back and immediately made him anxious.
Right now, ignoring his sense of prestige. Agnia took the initiative herself to send Akmal a message.
[Do you have time to meet?]
The message didn't take long to reply. Unlike Agnia who is cute and identical to the silent mode, Akmal never ignored the notification that entered his phone.
^^[Always there, why? Mama miss me?]^^^
Agnia smiled faintly in between her worries. Screaming slowly.
[Not, but there's something I need to ask.]
^^^[Can. but before. please say yes every time I ask Mbak miss me or not.].^^^
The heat! Agnia snorted softly, the young man seemed to be more and more daring to send her an indistinct message.
But if Agnia calls Akmal more courageous, Akmal calls it more comfortable.
^^^[Agree?]^^^
[Hey!!!]
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One of the most comfortable cafes that has always been a subscription place for Agnia, now there Akmal is located. Came much earlier than Agnia who had either been on the road yet.
If waiting for the most annoying thing, not for Akmal at the moment. His heart is still very calm and full of gratitude, don't ask about happiness. Words can't explain everything enough.
Waiting feels beautiful, the occasional whirlwind of hunting considering the girl. It feels amazing, although accompanied by awareness if happy is still not the time. There is still a distance between them. The thin distance between halal laws is also haram.
The smile on Akmal's face lingered for a long time, his eyes pointing at the large window that brought out the scenery. While waiting for Agnia, Akmal occasionally sipped his coffee.
Until when the figure he was waiting for came, Akmal spontaneously lifted his back from the back of the chair. Keep an eye on the girl to get closer and sit on the opposite seat.
Agnia's sweet face looked different, clearly aggravating the complaints there. Akmal recognizes such highlights, he is accustomed to exploring every change in a person.
"Sorry for a long time, I have a little obstacle before" said Agnia as she pulled a chair and sat her butt.
Akmal, who had originally noticed the facial expression of Agnia, blinked for a moment. "Where, Ma'am?"
"Hemh?"
"What did Agni say?"
"Emh. I said, I had a problem earlier."
"Aah!" Akmal nodded quickly. Sure oes. Judging from the confusion on Agnia's face, the girl was definitely not very conscious when she said her first sentence earlier.
"Why?" ask Agnia.
Akmal shook his head, smiling. Forget it, it's just a little thing. Yes, this is the umpteenth time Agnia has subconsciously said I am compared to me. It's a little thing, a little thing that Akmal can't protest about in the slightest.
"You want to order something first?" Agnia opened the chat, she was still awkward actually sitting together like this with Akmal. Moreover, this young man always reviewed a smile that he did not understand siratan in it.
"Can.."
"Ehh.." Agnia nodded faintly, it still felt awkward. And Akmal seemed to intentionally shorten his speech.
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But not in Akmal's eyes, just that even though he does not like chocolate-smelling food Akmal just idly follow what Agnia ordered. Isn't that sweet on the first date? Emh.. or just stupid?
"I was invited here, really not because Ma'am was the same as me?" akmal asked, his prank attitude reappeared. Even he is not strong with the awkward Agnia, diomeli tastes better.
"Hey!!" agnia's answer was exactly what he had written in the message earlier, Akmal chuckled at the answer. And look at that sharp delicacy that has begun to appear on the sweet face of Agnia, perfect.
The nagging and delicacy was incredible, it could mean that Agnia was already comfortable around him. Unlike what Agnia feels, for her the things that make her cornered are annoying.
How can he be cornered to then made blush? Nah! It's not time to get any closer.
"Joking, Ma'am." said Akmal, after changing his facial expression to serious. "What's wrong?"
The sharp highlight of Agnia again loosened, now remembering the original purpose of asking Akmal to meet. Akmal's serious face was so twice as handsome and pleasant to him.
"Ehh.." Agnia momentarily poked her lips, then turned to look at Akmal who had not averted his eyes from the beginning. "It's about Akbar's story.he said, you know.. Uh.." Agnia was confused to ask the figure, mentioning her name was not at all pleasant.
"Sir Basit?" akmal asked, cutting off any hesitation from Agnia's ucaoan.
Agnia nodded slowly, still looking at Akmal who was now turning to look in disbelief. It turns out that's right. "But how can you.."
Akmal sighed slowly, he had guessed. There is a special connection between Agnia and Basite, evident from the reaction of Agnia today also Akbar reaction last night. I don't know what, but what he saw wasn't fun.
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"Sorry Nak Akmal, this may seem presumptuous but.. What candidate does Nak Akmal mean by her name Agnia?"
Surprised on Akmal's face as Basit asked, he was quite surprised the middle-aged man recognized his future wife.
"Father know my future wife?" tanya Akmal, who at the same time affirms if the answer to the question Basit is nothing but yes.
Basit smiled, although his heart was disturbed by disappointment but he felt he had to be happy. Given Agnia who had almost become his son-in-law, Basit was heartened. The girl deserves to be happy, and deserves a nice guy like Akmal.
"Agnia's a good girl. He's on the criteria of a perfect wife, I'm sure so. So take good care of him.."
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Akmal reviewed the smile, seeing the uncomfortable reaction Agnia showed after being called Basit name made her feel like she had to calm the girl down. A moment of quiet look he showed.
"Pak Basit became my student, Ma'am. One month he asked me to be his salary teacher." Akmal explained later.
Her? Agnia did not know if the man was honorable enough to use his pronouns, but ignoring this surprising fact turned out to be a good thing.for a long time so annoying the man finally deepened his religion.
"Mr?"
"Hemh?"
"Why?"
Agnia immediately shook her head, for a moment of silence and created silence between them. Honestly, there was still something in his heart about the man. "Emh.. Did he say anything? I mean, about.. about me? Maybe?" agnia asked later, slightly stammered looking confused.
Akmal of course nodded.
"What's he saying?"
"This may sound excessive, but Mr. Basit said that Mbak was the perfect wife candidate, he said Mbak a good girl. And he told me to take care of Ma'am.."
Whahuh? It's hard to believe, time has passed and a lot has changed. The man who had used it all out now praised her? Agnia sighed softly, if so then the sign was that she was already ill-judged.
"excessive right? He shouldn't have to say a secret. My wife-to-be is the best.."
He wanted to blush, or at least be happy. But Agnia was not excited for the two to just return Akmal's gaze with ordinary.
"Now what? What happened to that reaction? Don't you like talking about that guy?"
Agnia did not immediately answer, her hand outstretched to take a glass of stroberry juice. Sipping his drink, his mind began to work out how to best tell Akmal the situation. Her future husband should know too, right?
"Emh. The man you call him, he's the father of Adi. The ex.." Agnia paused, so confused to call Adi as what. "Yes, Mr. Basit is Adi's father."
Akmal nodded slowly, this turned out to be the reason why Akbar told himself to ask Agnia directly. This fact only made him understand, now the reason for Agnia's discomfort can be understood.
How narrow a connection between humans, Akmal did not expect this kind of thing to happen. Basite former Agnia's future in-law? after this I don't know what if my parents know this.
