Want a Life of Heaven

139. Nervous

Today comes, the day that everyone did not expect to happen. Agnia had no idea she was going to melt, and Akmal had no idea that her bachelor was over so soon.

The two people who were met by the path of matchmaking now arrived at the peak of their union, in a short time broke all distances. Being a husband and wife is a sign that eliminates every distance and breaks the limit that is created by nature.

The former are foreign, so are each other's rights after a contract.

All will be different later, after the agreement said their status and responsibilities are different. Especially Akmal, the young man was counting the seconds on the wall clock of his room. Sit on the lip of the bed thinking about many things.

In the black coat Akmal closed his eyes for a long time, not only was he arranging his heart pounding but also continued to whisper himself that after this his life was no longer about himself.

It's a big decision. Akmal was unapologetic but the blissful, enthusiastic, and nervousness produced another feeling that was imprinted perfectly on his face. It's now tensed amazing.

Is it natural for a groom-to-be to feel this way? Akmal feels himself strange, even though he is not someone who is easily shrunk in any case. But today for the first time, the boy, who had been used to performing in public since childhood, was nervous.

Akmal sighed long, opening his eyes slowly. Shaking slowly, throwing daydreams at his head. This is not the time to think about unimportant things, it is time to take steps.

Chequek..

The sound of encouragement on the door of his room made Akmal immediately turn his head, from there appeared Retno, the mother who with a fluffy smile walked over.

Watching her only child grow up to this day will propose a girl to inflict harm on Retno, who, and what could be more blissful than the fact that the future son-in-law he would get is the girl he expected?

Moreover, there was no compulsion on Akmal nor Agnia, they decided along with their own desires. And for Retno as well as Sidiq, the happiness that is seen from the face of their child is the most important.

With both hands he dropped on Akmal's shoulder, Retno stood right in front of her son. Warm embrace for a moment he gave, then his eyes look intense Akmal face forced to smile. "Ready?" tanyanya gently.

Akmal just shook slowly while maintaining his smile. It turns out that true, all who say as brave as any man he will still be struck by nervousness when faced with a deal. This is about the great responsibility of the afterlife that he received, not only to provide for but guarantee to bring his family later always in good until later not only for life but also for heaven.

Akmal is in that phase, the feeling rages violently.

"Just like.." Retno stroked the soft top of Akmal's head, black skullcap on the side of the bed he took and put it on the head of the childnga. "Let's go! Mommy can't wait to bring your daughter-in-law home." said Retno, with a seductive smile.

Akmal nodded back faintly, smiling. Whatever was said to him at this moment did not ease his nervousness at all.

"Bude.." a girl appears, passing her face on Akmal's open door. It was one of Akmal's distant cousin sisters, twelve years old.

"Why, baby?"

"Called Pakde, he said!" said the girl who is already capable of neat, exactly with the kebaya worn by Retno.

Retno nodded, after gently patting Akmal's shoulder then passed first, there was still much he had to make sure before leaving.

The girl approached, continuing her steps. He sat down next to Akmal. His gaze showed curiosity, making Akmal who was stared at so spontaneously chuckled in his nervousness.

"Why? Handsome brother?"

"Ish. if that's for sure!" exclaim the girl while raising her two thumbs up high. "But Brother, sister's future wife is pretty right?"

"You're the name.." Akmal did not answer, his hand he pointed at his cousin's sister, pinching an angrily.

"Beautiful or not?" repeat the girl, slamming Akmal's arm out of her nose.

"What is the importance of beauty? Hmm? Anyway he's good, perfect wife-to-be."

The girl is still digesting, from Akmal's answer which confirms if his future wife is good. He feels the answer from beautiful or not, means ordinary.

"Why?" Akmal raised his eyebrows, watching his cousin's every move.

The beautiful hijab girl shook her head, then gradually came down from Akmal's bed. "I'm first, brother, bye.."

"But!" Akmal shook his head in amazement, chuckling softly. "It's not clear!" his lips.

This move will lead him to the situation with the most crucial decision of his life, his step this time to unite his life with the girl he likes. And with this Akmal has marked Agnia as the woman he chose to accompany her afterlife.

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Just like Agnia, she who is still not shunned by fairies is now anxious while tidied up some of her makeup. A typical Sundanese bride's siger is mounted on her head, with a jasmine flower description that complements the decoration.

"Have, Tea?" asked someone behind them, Agnia spontaneously opened her eyes staring through the mirror. His smile just puffed up as someone approached and patted his shoulder gently.

The fairy immediately nodded, turning to the woman who had been taking part in the night to arrange how it worked. "Oh, there's a deal left."

The conduit was Indri, who specifically came for the special day of Agnia. Even gave his own handmade clothes for his friend to wear. The owner of the super busy boutique took the time to come and even take part in the wedding of Agnia.

"Steh hasn't had breakfast, has he?" Agnia who was now asking, to that tired-looking fairy. "Breakfast first, yes.bentar, I told the children temenin Teteh." Agnia spread her gaze, Yesa was sitting on the lip of the bed while smiling broadly.

Yesa has been listening since, even from the morning blind can not be separated to pay attention to the process of applying makeup. Want to know and learn to decorate by looking directly. The girl immediately understood, then stood up from her seat.

"Come on, Tea, I haven't had breakfast either. We had breakfast together." said Yesa, for then they disappeared from behind the door leaving Agnia and Indri both in the spacious room.

Agnia sighed softly, turning to look at Indri who took over the fairies seat earlier. "Have breakfast?" tanyakanya.

Indri chuckled, feeling that Agnia was asking everyone the same question. Then nod. "It."

Not understanding what Indri was laughing at, Agnia just sighed.

"Deg-degan?" indri asked as her hand reached for Agnia's hand, tightly grasping the hand.

Agnia nodded. "Hulah.."

"Regardless.." Indri replied, could feel Agnia's unrest from her cold hands. "Just after this should be happy, no longer pendam something yourself.. Hem's? There will be a husband, you can trust him."

Sincerest. That was what Agnia could value from Indri's current gaze, once again gratitude filled her heart, Agnia felt overflowing with affection.

"Thank you.."

"Excuse me.." Akbar came, interrupted. After confirming who was in her brother's room just walked in. "Hi, sis.." said to Indri.

Indri smiled back, then the two people watched Akbar who was moving dudur on the lip of the bed. Until Akbar let out a long sigh, with a worried face. "I'm confused, Ma'am." he said without needing to be asked.

"Why?"

"Yes confused, I mending here or go with the groom's entourage?" akbar asked, with a slanted smile at the end of his sentence.

Agnia glimpsed Indri, to then glanced sharply at Akbar. In this situation alone still tasteful to disturb him, deliberately seems to confirm if his sister's future husband is the same age as him. That sucks.

"Don't glare! The softlens will come out on their own, ma'am.."

"But!" Agnia once again glared at Akbar, to then sculpt when the sound of firecrackers to the groom's welcome was heard. His body stiffened for a moment, the point he pointed at Indri who increasingly tightened his hand.

Without realizing it, Akbar who had ended his smile looked back at Agnia full of days. Didn't expect that this one and only sister would soon bear the status of a wife. The thing that Akbar initially felt was impossible, the thing that Agnia always hated and made her cry all night when reminded of him.

Yeah, all about the marriage that Agnia once hated and feared. Everything about the man he had seen from a different point of view, as well as all about the relationships and friendships he had avoided, today it all collapsed.

There is only hope that good will be with us, only bismillah who breathes self-love. Akbar was deeply moved, his smile lingering for a long time looking at Agnia. A second later the young man rose from his seat, ending his gaze. Acting as if you have never shown that warm look before. Just walk through without saying anything