Want a Life of Heaven

129. About the age difference?

The event full of days and happiness was opposite to the situation of Agnia, deep down. The blood from his new wounds was still fresh, his heart was in a vulnerable situation and was in pain.

Graduation that was originally anticipated, is now an event of formality that he did not want at all. Agnia still wants to hide from everyone, she is still not okay.

Her marriage failed, it was not a beautiful memory to be proud of.

Although he can smile and pretend not to be sad, but how does he ignore the whispers of some people about the failure of his marriage?

Even so one of the best graduates did not entertain him in the least, the forced smile full of falsehood made him depressed when he returned home and stayed alone in his room.

Agnia stepped her feet in the spacious hall, the smiles of all her friends made Agnia smile back. But not with his heart already prejudiced, in his eyes now everyone is a hypocrite.

All were accompanied by happy smiles, but not by Agnia who was eager to speed up time and immediately go as far as possible.

It feels sad, all know if she had previously planned to come to the graduation event with Adi as her husband. And now?

Some people looked at her with a smile, but Agnia knew after she turned they were busy whispering even some people deliberately insinuating her.

Agnia could no longer cry even though she wanted to, it felt like a week back was more than enough to drain her tears. Remaining a flat gaze is difficult to interpret, a hollow reflection of the heart.

What is sad, if all this time every fret is shared with Alisya then this time Agnia must swallow the reality if the current problem is different. He could not ask for help from someone who created his wound.

Agnia sighed, the welcoming voice went in and out again through her ears. The chaos in his head caused his concentration to decrease.

Previously all praised her clever, some praised beautiful and talented, only daja today all just changed to pin her name in front of the word pity and pitiful.

Nothing left, Agnia hates the impact of her popularity. And the fact is that he cannot explain powerlessness above everyone's expectations.

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One moment passed, Agnia came home with a still empty heart. Praise sounded fed up in his ears, everyone suddenly felt full of hypocrisy.

As if not satisfied his difficulties that day, Basit. The father of the man who almost became her husband came back no less than two days after his graduation day.

A flat face withstanding the emotions visible from the man's facial features, Agnia found so as to exit her room and the initiative joined in.

So did the faces of his parents, not the slightest smile there. Agnia feels this is not a good thing, although in her heart she does not deny if she wants to hear an apology.

But from Basit's current face it seems impossible, Agnia began to think what would bring the man if not to apologize?

"What's up, Mom?" Agnia asked Khopipah instead of the seated guest with her bent face.

"You go to the room, don't papa." Khopipah clasped Agnia's hand, soft-talked.

Agnia stared in confusion, turning to look at the father. His head shook faintly. "No, I'm here."

"Go to the room!"

"But.." Agnia had no choice, after getting a sharp gaze from her father she chose according to.

The sour face of Basit as if reluctant to look at him, Agnia did not want to be much bad to think but from that alone it has been read if the problem is her.

Agnia passed, back up the stairs went towards her room.

"What happened was shocking, but I don't feel like I have to apologize. I am also a victim here." Basit said after a moment of Agnia's departure, her face still implying a burst of emotion. How not, the news of Adi's wedding cancellation bothers him at all times. The fact that Adi was caught courting another girl less than twenty-four hours into marriage, is crazy out there.

But even though Adi was viewed as bad, Basit could not hear many insults on his eldest son. That was the basis for his arrival to the Fauzan residence.

Fauzan sighed softly, though he was equally disappointed even more than sad to see the fate of his daughter, yet he had to be thoughtful. "So you mean.."

"I don't blame anyone" Basit said. "But they must fully introspect each other, and not throw mistakes at each other. And let's not forget about Agnia who always leads in any case, I think that's the main thing why their relationship ended like this."

There is nothing wrong with Fauzan. He never threw the blame on anyone, after clearly sitting the problem then he chose to be quiet and aware. It was a pain that Agnia had to go through, just get there.

And if it's about Agnia being dominant in her relationship, Fauzan doesn't feel it could be the right reason for Adi to hurt her daughter.

And doesn't it always mean that the husband has to dictate and the wife has to obey?

Fauzan was eager to defend Agnia with as many alibis as he could. Now despite feeling unfair, Fauzan can not bring himself down by defending something that has been destroyed. He was tired and did not want to make all the more crazy and make his condition more sad.

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The annoying thing in Agnia's head remained the same, from long ago until now. Which changed Agnia from a popular person who likes all the smells of leadership to Agnia who likes to sit on the back bench even behind the scenes.

But for what she heard today, Agnia was heartened and unwilling to judge someone as unworthy as Basit had done to her.

Agnia sighed, her hand stopped playing the straws on her strobery juice glass. Now raised his gaze at Akmal who was patiently waiting for him to digest and talk.

"Emh. I have one question.." Agnia reopened her mouth after a long time struggling with her thoughts.

Helaan came out of Akmal's mouth before finally answering, his back that was originally leaning he lifted up. "Easy question? I can't memorize the problem."

Agnia grunted softly, without speaking it could already be understood if the meaning of her gaze meant not to be joked. Seeing that Akmal returned a smile. "About what? If it makes me sad, I don't want to."

As if he knew what was going on in his heart, the young man said so. For a moment Agnia felt that Akmal was more than good at captivating women, but also good at reading one's emotions.

"You have no problem with older women?" agnia asked, looking straight from eye to eye. Removing the doubt in asking so, he felt he had to ask.

Clearly in Akmal's eyes now, Agnia's complaint was just the same problem. And it was quite annoying to him, had he ever complained about it at least once? Nah! It was precisely Agnia who repeatedly brought it up in a different way.

Akmal sighed inside. "May I ask you back? Doesn't the problem have to end with me?"

Agnia caught an unhappy spot from Akmal's eyes, she understood. Not directly answering, Agnia swallowed her saliva. "Why do you think I accepted your proposal?"

"And why did I decide to propose?" timpal Akmal immediately, and it was done that Agnia could not reply.

Agnia let out a huff, this time clearer than her previous sigh. "You always make me speechless."

"Why indeed? Do you still doubt me? Or.. because I think I'm still a kid?"

"It's not like that."

"Yes, what is the use of doubt today." murmured Akmal softly, but still heard by Agnia.

Disappointed tone was heard clearly from Akmal's tone, therefore Agnia was suddenly stricken with guilt. Though this is only because he is not good at conveying complaints.

Silence created, Akmal who had not previously shifted his gaze now lowered his gaze. Coffee that is almost toilet is the object, while arranging a turbulent heart is not clear.

"Sorry.."

The sound of Agnia's voice made Akmal again focus his eyes on the girl, although his heart was uncomfortable whenever he heard complaints about their age difference, but Akmal did not expect an apology. And the girl who was used to loneliness now looked lame and full of sadness, making Akmal not have the heart.

Makes her want to bring the girl into his arms, willing to hear all her complaints as long as she doesn't look at him that way.

"You know I had a very unpleasant experience before, so I have a lot of fears."

If possible Akmal would have already pulled Agnia's hand, grasping the finger lentik' to transmit the power. Can Agnia stop worrying about so many things? And learn to love him?

Akmal now looked gently at Agnia, smiling. "I know, Ma'am. But everything is different today. I'm not Adi, and we're in a different situation. Moreover, we meet as two people who have gone through a lot before, is not it enough to make us optimistic about the future?"

Agnia is full, it's true. It was not only her who had pitiful memories, Akmal too. Even other people out there. And from Akmal's words, cast off the doubts of Agnia. The young man sounded more than ready to guide him as a priest.