Want a Life of Heaven

137. handled Silmi's cravings

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Silmi, the woman who soon stepped on a new chapter in her life as a mother, immediately smiled when she saw Agnia coming shortly since she arrived. The warm embrace he directed affectionately, the embrace of which for a moment made Agnia astonished. Squeezing suspiciously after Silmi took off her hug.

"What's this?" agnia asked, still with a suspicious look. "Baby baby?"

Silmi smiled, grabbing Agnia's finger. Pointing with his face on the ring on his friend's ring finger. "Many things have happened, it turns out.." Silmi continued to notice Agnia's misbehaving face.

Agnia immediately counteracted her feelings, as before she had to be ordinary even though no doubt her heart was rumbling indistinctly every time Akmal remembered. "And that's not surprising at our age" he said.

Silmi nodded faintly, still smiling seductively. Of course not surprisingly, when he saw for the first time the togetherness of Agnia with Akmal he already thought this kind of thing would happen slowly.

"Well, good to see you're this happy. The sign is that you've really shed light on your past, hemh?"

Agnia fell silent, her smile suddenly gone. Changing his curious gaze, because he never told a single story of his past to Silmi. So where does he know?

"I know." said Silmi, as if hearing the question that was on Agnia. "Obviously, I'm sure there's no beautiful story behind someone's hate in their spare time, and that someone is you."

Agnia welcomed Silmi's warm gaze, smiling back. "I'm sorry, I never told you anything before.."

Silmi shook her head quickly. "Just say something that makes you feel better. If it doesn't mending don't.."

For a moment Agnia was made even more amazed by Silmi, her words felt a relief in her ears. "Thank you.."

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Silmi might even be able to see that, Agnia's smile that was now different from her smile in the days before. The girl's laughter sounded more detached, the intensity of her speech also increased. Silmi smiled gently, as if she had now seen the real figure of Agnia.

Silmi sighed softly in the chair she sat in comfortably, under the shade of the roof. She did not move much, her pregnancy which included fussy was the cause.

Agnia set up a teaching course, putting up a large whiteboard in the courtyard of the parlour. Write some Arabic letters, teaching young children who are still learning to recognize letters with singing.

It was just that Silmi was happy despite just sitting and looking at Agnia from afar. Since knowing about three years he never asked about the life of Agnia, he felt knowing the past would be better for the girl who often found a lot of daydreaming.

Agnia looked over for a moment, smiling. Silmi smiled back. The beauty of their friendship, together in kindness and witnessing the amazing change in each of them was impressive.

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Silmi couldn't lie, her body was so lame at the moment. Although the presence of a baby in his stomach can not be used as an excuse, but the fact in his first pregnancy is some of the things he likes suddenly become the most inviting thing nausea.

The smell of oranges, the smell of onions, the smell of Ac hungga so the most Silmi avoid at this time. The tub of something in his stomach forced its way up whenever the scent greeted his nose.

Even so, Silmi continued to impose. Didn't tell Agnia about her complaints, even suggested to herself where they should go to get hungry. As their routine after a few hours of playing with the orphanage children.

Both have entered in their subscription chicken noodle shop, a shop that although not always many customers but never empty of buyers.

Something happened, as Silmi stepped into the store, she suddenly showed an uncomfortable face. The aroma that usually spoils the nose now actually provokes incredible nausea. Lucky not to have ordered anything, Silmi immediately pulled Agnia's arm.

No need to ask or explain, Agnia immediately understood after seeing the expression of her friend. Seen once trying to resist the urge in his stomach not to come out and the sound is disturbing others.

"Ah, sorry. Sir.. no, take a day off first." said Agnia with a clumsy smile at the owner of the chicken noodle shop, immediately chasing after Silmi who had just disappeared from her side.

"Where? Still nauseous?" ask Agnia, worry.

Silmi shook her head, not long smiling as if nothing had happened. "Udah is not" he replied, though still patting his forehead a few times.

"I'm buying a drink?"

"No, no papa. This is ordinary."

Silmi shook her head quickly, her face folded for a moment. "I'm not papa, we're looking for food first." he said as he tried to show that he was okay, no matter what order Agnia looked worried and upset at the same time.

Agnia did not have time to insist, this one pregnant woman is more adamant than him. It had already drawn its hands excitedly, towards the next tavern not far from there.

The confident move suddenly shrieked, Silmi turned back and showed an unpleasant face. The scent he smelled in the different tavern was just as unpleasant in his nose, his head he shook on Agnia.

Agnia already knew, just sighed softly in response to that. Signs they have to move or go home.

The next place is Cafe, although you have to bother ordering a car to go according to Agnia. Silmi's choice fell on the Cafe that he said his subscription, Agnia did not argue because she remembered the baby in Silmi's womb.

Agnia chose to walk in after Silmi, just in case the same thing happened. And of course, this time Silmi suddenly stopped her steps after a few walked into the Cafe. Immediately turned to look at Agnia, again showing the same expression as before.

"Please.."

Agnia smiled awkwardly at the waiter who approached them, turning to Silmi who seemed to not last longer there. "I'm sorry, sister.my friend is craving." he said.

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The heat is hot before the dhuhur, Agnia and Silmi end up sitting waiting for fruit soup. Agnia looked at Silmi long ago, amazed at how they got into some places and even ended up in a simple angkringan.

"What?" silmi asked, raising both eyebrows a question mark.

"Emh. I think your son likes a place like gini compared to Cafe."

"I'm amazed.You don't like the smell of onions, cooking, even AC. I think it's hard."

"Not really, it's rare to see that mah. here's the proof." show Silmi to herself who is now better.

Agnia wanted to protest earlier, but the two bowls of fruit soup that had just been served, changed her mind. Silmi again amazed by immediately eating the fruit soup with enthusiasm.

Unlike Agnia, still pay attention to Silmi to then turn to the mother of angkringan owner. "Mom, please water it.."

"Can two glasses?"

"One glass, Mom."

Silmi smiled, staring back at her confused. "Weird you! Eat fruit soup with water." he said accompanied by the oddity. "Eh! Eat what drink it. anyway, you drink the same fruit soup as water."

Agnia did not budge, responding with a makeshift look. Staring slowly. "Well, will you, Hem? You'll need it later."

Silmi squeezed her shoulders slowly, refocused on enjoying the food that became one of the few dishes that she could devour.

"You shouldn't have to go first." said Agnia, staring worriedly at Silmi who was beating the fruit soup greedily.

Silmi smiled back, turning her head for a moment to slowly suck the white sauce with pieces of fruit in front of her.

Agnia sighed, still inexhaustible. This is the fourth place they stop, unfortunately in places before do not hunt for food. Just one step in and smelled a strange aroma alone, Silmi instantly nauseated.

Let alone Agnia, Silmi also wondered for herself why she became a voter once. It's it's still the same taste creating enchoes in his mouth.

Except at this time, Silmi Anteng without interruption enjoy fruit soup with a safe atmosphere because it was blown by the wind that blew away various smells.

Agnia shifted her gaze, now able to enjoy her own order. Seeing Silmi okay was enough.

Until then, after the contents of the bowl were almost toilet, Silmi began again. After seeing a pile of garbage not far from there, the impulse of nausea back whack.

"Little.. Yuck.."

Agnia sighed, refocusing her gaze on Silmi while thrusting a glass of water that she asked from the mother of the owner of the angkringan cart.

Silmi grabs the glass, downing it slowly forgets before saying Agnia was strange for asking for a glass of water when herself did that.

Agnia's slanted smile showed after her friend regained her composure. "What did I say? You're gonna need that glass of water." he said.