Want a Life of Heaven

143. It's too early for part2's first night

Why not just enjoy this moment?

Isn't the running beat fun?

Because that feeling doesn't come twice

Just today, just when the taste peaked

And fragrant as fragrant as the first night.

....

"I'm tired, can we sleep?" akmal asked as he got up and pulled his wife's hand. The question made Agnia spontaneously swallow her saliva, not moving from her seat. His gaze fell on Akmal's hand and turned to the man's face.

There was a strange feeling that tickled him every time Akmal did simple things. Although the man never showed aggressiveness, but his meek attitude just cradled.

"Come..." Take Akmal while tightening his hand, spread a difficult gaze interpreted from the wife.

In one pull, Agnia pulled her hand from Akmal's grasp. "First off, I. I want to take a drink" said Agnia after previously clearing her throat slowly. He soon got up and got out of his room as soon as possible.

As the door of her room closed, Agnia let out a long breath. Not going right away, still there while setting his heart. Confusing indeed, one side of Agnia was aware that Akmal and everything he did was reasonableness. But one side he was not used to the presence of the man. How should he behave? Agnia was confused by a simple thing.

"Mr?"

Agnia spontaneously turned her head, the familiar voice surprised her more than anything. Akbar, who had been there since when, approached with a twitch on his forehead. "Why?"

Agnia shook her head quickly, still with her surprised face. "No papa."

Akbar throbbed, looking at his brother's face carefully to then sing the grin. "The bride should not be wild outside the room. danger." whispered, after being really close to the sister.

How funny! Akbar seems to have a new way to bother him, Agnia does not want to take a headache, then sniff her shoulders. "Yes, the danger of being disturbed by you." said Agnia flatly, continuing her steps.

Akbar chuckled to get a response so, tailing his brother down the stairs. "Is there something going on in there? Sampe Mbak face so tight.."

Uh! Agnia sighed softly, stopping her steps for a moment to give a sharp look. It's annoying, Akbar with his big smile it's really annoying.

Akbar where concerned, after sniffing his shoulders back following Agnia's steps and said casually. "Much in the room, Ma'am.I want to spit out a new pile."

Whatever, Agnia did not budge at all. To survive he better pretend not to hear the words of his brother who ngaco and take care of sensitive things.

Akbar followed up to the kitchen, it was his original intention to find a snack to the same place. It just so happened that when he came out of his room to cross with his brother, when there was a chance to plunge him out.

"Lho.. Why did you leave the room?" Yesa who was eating a bowl of noodles stopped her activities in order to ask so, staring in shock. "Need something?"

The same question, Akbar was made to rue while Agnia was made to sigh. The two people glanced at each other. "Well, did I say." said Akbar, smiling triumphantly.

"What?" asked Yesa, targeting Akbar with a gaze full of warning. "Review yes.you disturb Sister Agni."

Akbar blasts, sits his butt next to Yesa. Get out as usual. "Solicit dong.."

"Bikin yourself, do not disturb the enjoyment of people!" bully Yesa, for the next two older cousins continued to argue. Agnia did not care, grabbed the glass and poured water into it. Then sit down to drink quietly and according to the sunnah.

"Lho.. Agni.." the astonished cry came from his mother Yesa, making everything at the dinner table spontaneously turn around almost simultaneously.

Akbar raised his eyebrows with a confident look, preparing to hear the same question he and Yesa had said earlier.

"What are you doing here?"

"Where's hospital? Not invited down?"

"Sleeping, Tan. cape said." replied Agnia, trying not to look awkward with her answer.

"Cemen dong Akmal, time in ma.hmpp.." Akbar chirps stopped just like that, as Yesa pointed a spoonful of noodles into his mouth. Be unable to say the trick but chew with a stern look at Yesa.

"You're joking.just work.." his mother's bully Yesa to her son and his uncle, soon switched to staring back at Agnia. "Yaudah.your husband should not be left behind.later if he needs something continue not to talk to other people will be kasian."

Agnia nodded, smiling faintly. After all, he did not intend to linger there, just take a drink. She needs a rest after this exhausting day.

...

Agnia opened her bedroom door slowly, just in case Akmal had fallen asleep. Almost settling in her own room, Agnia looked at Akmal's face after first putting a glass of water on the nightstand.

Helaan came out of Agnia's mouth. "He's really tired, it turns out.." he murmured slowly. Relief suddenly filled his heart, because he was not prepared with surprises from Akmal behavior. Agnia's blanket reached, she placed it on her husband's body slowly.

"Sleep.it's the only thing that helps for now." Inner Agnia.

The room lights were turned off, changed with dim and more comfortable sleeping lights. After making sure her bedtime routine was complete, Agnia went up to the top of the bed.

It's strange and feels new, Agnia blinked for a while. His own accustomed sleep was now accompanied by someone, one who managed to bind himself for life.

Agnia slowly broke down her body, momentarily lying down just like that while weighing. The pillow she used she moved further, wanting to create a safe distance from her husband.

But curiosity tickled Agnia, quickly she tilted her body to face Akmal. Look at the husband's sleeping face carefully.

Most holy of God with all its majesty, Agnia could not deny if the creature that slept one bed with her is indeed amazing.

With a shady look, a big nose and thin red lips that always singed the charming smile, Akmal was so attractive. Unknowingly Agnia's smile rose at this moment, seeing someone she recognized as a husband, someone who had no sin between them even became a worship while looking at each other.

What more could be more fun than this?

The man's face was very calm, Agnia could see him clearly under the dim light. Seemed to sleep far away in the cradle of dreams.

What makes Agnia unable to sleep even though tired is the turmoil of happiness. Agnia was still curious, a fad approaching her body. For the sake of seeing her husband's sleeping face closer.

Agnia's gaze fell on Akmal's black hair, her hand slowly stretched out to touch her husband's thick hair.

it was just that not until his hand had arrived at Akmal's head, the man had already opened his eyes.

Agnia was shocked, her heart beating faster. They were locked in a thrilling gaze for a moment. Until Agnia pulled her body away, she turned her hand to the blanket on Akmal's body. "A blanket.I need a blanket." he said.

Akmal with a smiley look smiled. The great distance created between them again he eroded, although Agnia again retreated and widened the distance again. Once again, Akmal eroded the distance again and Agnia retreated. Until Agnia was unknowingly already at the end of the bed, one more shift she might fall.

Akmal's arm quickly restrained, preventing his wife from freefall. It's not funny to fall out of bed on the first night, just because of the fear of her own husband.

A constant pull brings Agnia into Akmal's arms. Making Agnia unable to wart, her hands were on Akmal's chest, while their faces were very close until her husband's breath could feel Agnia sweeping her face.

"Am I that scared?" tanya Akmal, sounds raspy typical wake up. He fell asleep and woke up with small movements of his wife. "I won't go too far, as long as Mbak doesn't agree." Akmal explained, understanding Agnia's fear of him. "For the time being, I want to sleep while holding your hand. Can you?"

Agnia was unmoved, unable to think of anything in this uncomfortable position. And if Akmal thinks himself afraid of the first night's ritual then it's wrong, he just still feels weird about this kind of situation.

The silence of Akmal's wife as an agreement, slowly removing his circle of hands from the tiny body while linking the other hand to the wife's clasped fingers.

Agnia whispered to herself again, telling herself to learn to get used to the situation. They are husband and wife, they are legitimate, and their refusal would be a great sin