Want a Life of Heaven

Akbar and Akmal

What's life like?

if all could be as we want.

Humans have only prejudice

And his destiny is best,

Even though by giving all the obstacles.

Suppose life could be as we want

will it be better

Or just adding to the weird?

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Thirty minutes had Akbar sitting with Agnia who was silent in her past room, sitting just like that. Wrestling with his own thoughts, while Akbar tirelessly sat down not far from Agnia.

Both do not know, if a car goes into their yard. Two people got out of the car to visit.

That's why Khopipah went up the stairs to the top floor, looking for the youngest child he thought was in his room. But the mother of three children immediately turned the corner after seeing the door to Agnia's room open. His forehead crept, curious.

"You are here, it turns out." said Khopipah, making his two children look at the same time.

Akbar rounded his eyes, approaching his mother with a signal to leave immediately.

"Remain here?" ask Khopipah, whispering. Staring Akbar.

"Later to tell" said Akbar, Khopipah raised his eyebrows confused. What made Agnia enter that room again?

Akbar shook his head, giving a code to keep his mother quiet. Code affairs with each other the mother and youngest spouse were the experts.

"Mothers are looking for you from earlier, there are guests" said Khopipah.

Akbar encouraged Khopipah to come out.

"Sir, I went down first" he said, bringing his mother with him to come out.

Agnia nodded.

***

Khopipah was impatient, despite standing not far from the door of the room he had just entered, he immediately asked his son even when their steps were still a step away from the door.

"Why mother?" ask Khopipah to worry. "Why did you get into that room?"

"Quiet, Mom." Akbar smiled, showing a calm look."No papa, Mom. Don't worry." But contrasted with his face after saying that sentence. Silent moment. "Who's coming, Mom?"

"That's my mother's friend" said Khopipah hanging, staring at Akbar's back further away, leaving after giving a nod. It became increasingly apparent that there was something her two children were hiding. But he has to be patient to be quiet. Not always parents can interfere with the problems and feelings of their children.

Agnia's unrest was also the unrest of the whole family, Akbar also with this became quiet. Like losing energy even to just spread a smile.

In the living room, Fauzan was welcoming two of his guests. The snack at the table.

"Well, this is the youngest." said Fauzan, when Akbar came. Interrupting screwball.

Akbar immediately greeted the woman who he said was his friend. Smiling friendly. "Greetings to aunt, I'm Akbar."

"Yes. Greetings to Akbar too." The woman smiled. "Newly meet yes, we." said Retno without releasing his grip from the hands of Akbar. "What age are you, anyway?"

"Just like me, Bun." cut someone up. Which made Akbar's face instantly turn surprised when he turned his head.

"Armal?!"

It was their first time dealing outside of college. Akmal who already knew that he would meet Akbar was not surprised at all, but for Akbar, more than that. He was surprised not to be a bitch it turns out Akmal his friend is indeed someone who will be betrothed to Agnia. Akbar's premonition before this was true.

Akmal's answer when asked peeihal wife-to-be also feels suspicious today. "Nothing, at all. Unless you have a girl acquaintance, you can know me."

Not to mention Akmal asked her to be introduced to Agnia yesterday. One question in Akbar's mind at this time, is Akmal his friend has been far away from targeting Agnia?

"Akbar temen me on campus, Bun." said Akmal when he got a questionable gaze from the mother.

***

Hafidz had just returned from his shop, bringing his big motorbike to his home. The sky is getting dark, a sign it will soon rain. Hafidz immediately ran into the house after turning off the engine.

"Darling?" call Hafidz, as you walk towards Sopa. "Assynoltomodel.."

"Goddessalam.." Puspa appeared from the kitchen, carrying a glass of water. He approached Hafidz to Sopa, sitting next to her husband. "Just done the job?"

Hafidz nodded, first grabbing his wife's head, giving a kiss. "To Daddy's house now?" tanyakanya.

"Oh my dear God.." Puspa shook his head in wonder, just came home why is this husband thinking of leaving? "Have a rest, cape you, right?" said Puspa, giving a glass of water that he had taken for himself. Shake wonder,

Hafidz nodded, securing his sitting postiai. Sipping water given by his wife. No need to ask how tired he was all day, it looks very clear from the veil of his face.

"Oiya who, yesterday I got a twin patient" said Puspa, sitting next to her husband. After returning from the kitchen, bring another glass of water. "Funny, Mas. One guy one girl. I want to have twins."

For the sake of hearing his wife Hafidz almost choked. "Will arrive?"

"Wh why are you? I just said I want to. Not really want to add children." said Puspa, smiling at her husband.

Hafidz shook his head in amazement, staring at Puspa. For him, the business of children is not about jokes.

"You don't want any more kids?" Puspa manyun, do not like the reaction of Hafidz

"Yes that's it, Mas. Zain has a play team. I can take a leave of absence too."

"Three months? And after that? Educating that kid takes longer than that."

Puspa clucked, annoyed. "You can't discuss."

***

Long enough for Agnia to decide to leave the room, and only came out after making sure there was no trace of sadness on her face.

"There are those who want to introduce you, you dress up neatly yes." that said Khopipah earlier, to then go first. Not saying another sentence or asking a question even if you want to. On that occasion, Khopipah felt that pretending not to realize anything would be better.

That day is coming, the day Agnia is faced with a return to choice. Agnia was aware of that, until today she had to be reunited with someone new she was not surprised and immediately took a stand. Although not yet certain about how it will be prepared.

"Well, Agnia. Here baby.." Khopipah got up, welcomed his daughter.

Making all eyes look at him, including Akmal. While Akbar did not take his eyes off Akmal. He wanted to know if this friend of his was interested in Agnia? Really am. If Akbar was asked then he would strongly disagree with this matchmaking.

Agnia smiled, immediately greeting Retno who was actually no stranger to her.

"How are you, Agnia."

"Thank God be good, Auntie." replied Agnia, smiling. It didn't seem like he was sad. Sitting next to her mother, she was still not interested in who was next to the woman she called her aunt.

"Agnia, kenatin. The one next to Aunt Retno is Akmal." Fauzan spoke. "And Akmal, this is Agnia. Akbar's brother."

Agnia was about to smile before, but when their eyes were just like that the smile was void. Agnia had seen this man, of course she had not forgotten.

Akmal is someone who one day calls himself someone from the future. That was the man he had labeled as the man of today who was not only frightening but also unclear.

Look at how Akmal is smiling at the moment, and Agnia who is just replying with a polite nod. But Akbar, precisely the most vigilant. Currently looking at Agnia, inwardly wishing that her brother was not interested in Akmal.

The chat of the two candidates still extends to many topics of conversation, about the past of two friends Khopipah and Retno while in the pesantren until the activities they do today. Akmal listened sincerely, nodding occasionally. So too with Agnia. While Akbar, not willing to go from his seat to make sure there is no romantic story of stealing a glance between Akmal and Agnia.

It's bad if Akbar thinks one of Akmal or Agnia will steal a glance. Because it was Akbar who was over-thinking, not realizing he was the only one who stole the view.

Agnia did not care about what was going on, she only promised to meet the man carefully. The rest of the choice is in his hands later.

Helping a slow breath out of Agnia's mouth, diving into the old man's chatter was obviously exhausting. Just then his sister Akbar signaled to invite out. Agnia immediately understood, immediately asking permission to go to the mother.

"May." whispered Khopipah.

Akbar immediately followed as Agnia left the chat. He pulled his brother's hand towards the courtyard.

"Don't like her?" ask Akbar directly.

"What the hell?" Agnia glared, what kind of question is that.

"Mbak, plis yes. Ma'am can like anyone, but not him." please Akbar.

"Subhanallah Akbar! When did you say you liked him?"

Akbar was silent, not understanding why he became so restless. "No, just don't be there!"

"Lt!" Agnia. "The mother has no time to think like it or not, the head just feels like it's going to break now. Why emang? You know him?"

"She's watching me." Akbar replied flatly. Making Agnia instantly raise her eyebrows confused. "Yes. He's my age." said Akbar.

"Astaghfirullah.." murmured Agnia. How could his mother choose a soul mate younger than him. Just the more mature Adi can leave it, then what about when the man is younger?

"That's it."

"Ah mbak dizzy, not discussed yes. That's business later. Ma'am wants to go in through the back door. Don't discuss!"

The most restless Akbar nodded, the whole life he never imagined would have an older brother-in-law the same age as himself. Moreover, in all things Akmal and Akbar are always compared. What happens if the enemy becomes a sister and sister-in-law?

When Akbar still did not believe what was happening, the afternoon before Maghrib Hafidz came hogging Puspa.

Akbar for a moment forgot his eternal hostility to Hafidz, currently showing a troubled face.

"Assynoltomodel.." Puspa immediately came down to Akbar, just in case of the commotion that could happen between her husband and sister-in-law.

"Vaalaikumsalam.. It turns out that she's here too.."

"Yes. There is time." replied Puspa. "Your face, is that it?"

"That's.."

Hafidz also joined, having first kept his youngest brother's motorcycle safely. If not in this situation, Akbar would have been angry with anything that could be fussed about the way Hafidz uses his motorbike. "Why?"

"That's my future Sister Agni whom I chose. she won me."

Hafidz and Puspa chuckled together with Akbar's reply.

"Continue?" Hafidz frowned, still with the rest of the smile on his face.

"He's the same age as me." repeated Akbar, looking at his eldest brother.

"Hell, you don't have to over thingking. If you've chosen, it's definitely based on perfect research."

Akbar clucked, looking at Hafidz who in his eyes looked stingy and Puspa who shook his head in amazement at him. "Lu mah can not be invited to discussion" he said, staring hard at Hafidz.

"Well?!" Hafidz became confused, looking at Akbar who walked into the house.the second time the sentence was thrown at him from two different people.