Want a Life of Heaven

Akbar's frenzy

Who doesn't want the best,

While we the expert is mistaken.

For what reason work to the somersault,

If not for the dream hunted.

But the expert is mistaken,

Never tired of snoring.

Always angry with the destiny that awaits.

Srndiri never knew the best meaning.

He is the best, the best,

Always give the best destiny, though,

Although the expert mistakenly did not accept it well,

At the end of the day, his destiny is always the best.

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The light rain that fell in the middle of the study added to the atmosphere full of wisdom, Some listening fervently others almost gave up on sleepiness.

Contrast with Zain who is cool to joke, back and forth does not want to stay still. His laughter occasionally sounded, provoking the anxious gazes of many worshippers. Anxious in the true sense, Zain's laughter slightly became a remedy for those who were defeated by drowsiness.

So Agnia had to divide her concentration, because occasionally had to watch Zain in between herself who listened to lectures thirsty for knowledge.

Zain can easily switch from one person to another, as if it is not legal if it does not surround the mosque. The four-year-old boy will only be silent after being warned, for a short time to return to action.

Puspa had warned before, that Zain was so active that it could not be banned unless the child was sleepy. Sleep is the only time anyone who keeps Zain at rest. Akbar himself agreed with this statement.

"Mom! Zain wanted to go to Mas Akbar, he said." Via who spoke, after one by one whispered the words away from where Zain played.

Agnia who for a moment of calm, hearing every word her father said then turned her gaze to Zain, a faint smile appeared when she saw Zain who was half way, hesitating to step. Not once banned, Agnia finally showed a face of agreement.

Zain immediately ran with excitement after getting approval, with a note even though it was forbidden he would still go to Akbar.

Zain ran past several people without permission in the male line-up. Noticed by Aunty were also her Aunty disciples whom she had considered friends.

But again Zain's behavior makes Agnia's eyes grow bigger, Zain runs at the wrong person. Fishing trunks amazement Agnia.

Via will ask if Zain is so familiar with the man he calls handsome that Zain runs towards him, but answered already with the expression that Agnia shows. That's clearly mistaken.

"Yes Allah. It's a child." muttered Agnia, chuckling.

Akbar also realized that, he who was sitting blocked by one person with Akmal immediately understood.

"Zain.." call her slow. Zain where he heard, just kept hugging Akmal from behind. Moreover, Akmal extended his hand backwards as if carrying.

Can't help but smile, Akbar was about to let it go. But then poking her bangs from behind.

Zain turned his head, and when he found out that Akbar was not someone he hugged, his hand spontaneously took off the hug. Turning to look at the person he was hugging just now.

Akmal smiled, looking back at Zain who had already taken off his embrace when he found out Akbar was in a different place. Stepped towards Akbar as soon as he knew his mistake.

Zain's behavior makes all who see anxious, including Akmal who also can not resist the charm of the four-year-old child.

***

For the first time for Akmal, he had dinner at the Fauzan residence with his parents. It was precisely his first time having dinner at a girl's house.

Sidiq, Akmal's father has just arrived and is currently chatting in the living room with the owner of the house as well as Hafidz. Akmal came along, gathered there a lot to hear and only opened his voice when asked.

While Khopipah, Akmal's mother took care of stomach affairs in the kitchen. Cooking, seemed happy to talk with his old friend who plans to be made later. God willing.

After the adorable event, Zain so much attention to Akmal. Running from the dining room to the living room just to poke Akmal, then running again. Puspa shook his head in wonder with Zain's energy that was still not drained.

"Be careful, Zain!" occasionally sweat.

Agnia with her busyness, just hang out in the room. Not intending to have dinner together, facing his laptop.

The girl with the mole on the chin had just come out when called Puspa, immediately shuffled off her glasses, walking towards the dining room.

"What's up, Ma'am?"

"Here, I'm sleeping with Zain first. That's why I'm trying to ask you if you know anyone can help."

Agnia immediately refused, shaking her head. "Here, I'm the one sleeping with Zain."

Thinking whether her sister-in-law was looking for an excuse not to go to the table with her future husband?

The prospective husband, Puspa has named Akmal with that name. Different from Akbar, he and Hafidz agreed.

***

The wind was not strong enough for Akbar, who was without a jacket, to sit on his porch alone. Sitting in a rattan chair befriends the cell phone and the unrest on him. He was still processing everything that was happening before his eyes.

Honestly, on top of the fact that no human is perfect, Akmal is someone with the best personality he has ever known.But if linked into a partner Agnia, he feels excessive. The more he tried to digest the more uncertain he felt.

What is said, Akmal came to visit his house not as his friend but as his sister-in-law.

Akbar rubbed his face riled, remembering how Asthma liked Akmal's gaze, the warm gaze of his extended family on Akmal, the fond gaze of his college friends on Akmal, and just now Zain's fond gaze on Akmal. All made one corner in his heart filled with envy.

Afraid that Akmal will steal Agnia's heart as well, and what about her?

Akbar sighed softly, rubbing his face again. Zighfar. Don't know what happened to him. Even to him right now Akmal only looks full of falsehoods.

It is appropriate for spite to scorch charity like a fire devouring wood, slowly spiteful to lead us to prejudice and push ourselves to promote hatred.

Once again Akmal sighed, got up. Move into the house. Four people passing by who were talking.

"Accadio.." Fauzan looked at Akbar, asking as the corner of his eye caught the figure of his youngest son. "You and Akbar are friends, right?"

Akbar nodded, after a quick glance at Akmal. "Yes, Dad. Why?"

"Why don't you take Akmal around?"

"Round, huh?" Akbar. "Other times, I have a job to do. No problem, Mal?"

Akmal nodded, smiling.

With a big step, Akbar who lost the smile from his face then left, not interested in joining the chat four people.

The endless obron made Fauzan smile, Akbar could see happiness in every word his father said just now.

Not wanting to take a headache, Akbar continued his goal to the room of his only sister. Agnian.

***

Geck..Geck..Geck..

"Mr.."

Agnia turned her head from her laptop, complaining for a moment because again her activities were interrupted.

"Yes, just a minute." stepped lazily towards the door.

Akbar immediately broke through when Agnia's room door opened, leaving the room owner who had not had time to protest dumbfounded. Then choose to let Akbar as he pleases.

"What's wrong?" agnia asked sharply, looking at Akbar until his sister was sitting in a comfortable chair where she was relaxing doing many things.

Helaan breath slowly shown Akbar, while his back rested comfortably. "What do I have to answer? Ma'am who fooled me who was upset."

Agnia chuckled, unable to not laugh seeing Akbar's serious face was not playing but the answer was a fad.

"Funny? I'm funny? Ma'am's betrothed the same funny leaning?"

"Oh God.." Agnia shook her head in wonder. Still smiling with an uncharacteristically restless Akbar expression. "Nothing is certain, Akbar. It's just a meeting, not a proposal."

"Yes, just a family meeting. Later just a proposal, then later only marriage and later again only have children."

Agnia could not answer, this time looking flat at her little sister. "Whatever. Out!"

Akbar rolled his eyeballs. "OK!" Rise from his seat lazily. "But one question, Ma'am." Akbar hung up, staring right in his sister's eyes. "What is Raciae now?"

What does he feel? After everything that happened today, how did he feel? After meeting Alisya and this sudden family meeting how did he feel? Agnia sniffed, what kind of question Akbar was asking, it was not usual for this one-of-a-kind sister to give her a question in this sort of manner.

"The same unrest, as you feel." replied Agnia.

"So for now why don't we avoid this problem? Marriage is still far away, there is a time span in the middle of which we do not know what will happen at that time." Agnia sighed, now it was precisely she who calmed the grand and not the other way around.

"So now, justin can breathe. Because to digest all this, it also takes time. Ok?"

Silent for a moment, Akbar nodded slowly. Understand fully now.

"Anyway, Ma'am.if Mbak wants to refuse this matchmaking, I must be the first person to support Mbak. Because I want what's best for you, and I hope that someone's best for you isn't Akmal."

Agnia nodded, astonished by one thing. Why does Akbar like not to like Akmal who he said is a popular student and his reputation is good on campus?