Want a Life of Heaven

151. Reappears

Arriving shortly before the Maghreb, the newlyweds decided to return to Fauzan's house where no one was there except their neighbor who helped to keep the day. The two men got out of the car at the same time."Bad mama. deliberately invite me here because there is no one." teased Akmal with the grin of his son, I don't know the more here Agnia felt her husband was more and more similar to Akbar.

"You don't want to yaudah, let's go home to Mother."

Akmal smiled, embracing dear Agnia's shoulder. The other hand shuffled the top of his wife's head. "Jude, cook it angry. Come on.."

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.."

Someone from inside the house appeared, stepping fast. Seeing that Akmal spontaneously gave up his embrace, feeling unworthy to indulge in such behavior in front of others. "Wa'alaikumsalam.." replied the middle-aged woman known to all by the name of 'Tea, wailing. "Mom didn't come home?"

In Sundanese, there are calls of Teteh and Eteh. Similar, but different applications. If Teteh for older women, while Eteh for women who are really old. Or just say another pronoun for Grandma.

"No, Tea tomorrow at least."

"Oh. yasudah atuh, if there is Agni.. Eteh says yes."

"Don't tea, just here. Yea? Iofen."

"Nice ah, bother the bride.."

Agnia stared back flatly, confused by the smile of her neighbor. Why why anyway? Would they sleep in the same room if they lived in the same house? Just-there's.

Realizing there was someone else in her house, Agnia calmed down. He can continue to sleep without worrying about anything, his eyes are easily closed when the head touches the pillow. It has just slid into dreamland without waiting for Akmal who has just cleaned himself and continued to pray Maghrib.

Seeing Agnia just sleeping, Akmal smiled wryly. Look who usually make sure he sleeps first now it's a smooth snoring, a sign of slumber. So after stripping the container into place, the man went to the bed. Join under the blanket where his wife snuggles comfortably.

The warm sweep of his lips he pointed at the forehead and cheeks of Agnia, now there is no significant disturbance. He is just as tired, so there is no need to hold the hand of the wife to be able to sleep soundly. His body he laid comfortably, while reciting the do'a in his heart.

But Agnia seemed to be unable to ignore her husband so easily, that she unconsciously wrapped her hand on Akmal's body.

Akmal welcomed it with pleasure, his lips turned high. It always feels complete if with Agnia, hugging it becomes the best place to return.

Well-meaning, Akmal smiled watching his wife's deep face. Chuckled at the small face that looked annoyed with those forward lips. Akmal grabbed his phone, capturing the adorable sight.

Akmal. This is a pleasant worship, he had not realized ten minutes to look at the sweet face of his wife so. Until when he saw the clock leading at exactly three, Akmal decided to move from the bed. What's again? He did not pray Isha last night. Before Isha's time was over, he had to hurry.

The tiny body moved in the end, as Akmal's reading rang into his ears. Go straight to the bathroom without waiting for his consciousness to gather. Unfortunately, her careless steps made Agnia forget something.

"Hey.."

Akmal looked up from his phone, he had just finished his reading and was sitting on the bed when Agnia raised her head from behind the bathroom door. A suspicious smile appeared on Agnia's face, making Akmal spontaneously raise his eyebrows. "Hemh?"

"Please, dong.." said Agnia softly.

"What?"

Agnia. "Sorry, I forgot my clothes."

Akmal chuckled, saved his phone and then shifted to the lip of the bed. "Solicit me to take it?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why not take it yourself?"

"Ih! I don't.." Agnia hung up her sentence, sighed softly. Once Akmal took advantage of this situation to tease him. "I'm ashamed.." great-grandson.

"We are halal, Ma'am. Why are we ashamed?" Akmal sniffed his shoulders, feeling that Agnia's embarrassment was excessive. "Toh wear a towel, right? Tomorrow at least it's all open."

"Armal!" Agnia stared at the warning, not liking the last sentence of her husband. "So don't want to?"

"No."

Agnia clucked in annoyance, but if it continued so she would linger in the bathroom. "Honey.." call Agnia, soften.

"I don't want to. That doesn't work!"

Agnia softened her gaze, "Darling? Please.."

Seeing that Agnia was not coming out, Akmal decided to move. Moving to the closet, not intending to prolong the disturbance. Shortly proffer a pajama package, along with **********.

"Thank you.."

"But one thing.." Akmal pulled his hand, Agnia scowled. "Morning kiss."

"Yes ah, later. Here's the shirt."

Akmal chuckled again, the door was violently closed, a sign of haste. It's funny how Agnia is shy, confused between being embarrassed or indeed afraid of being pounced on.

Before long the bathroom door opened, featuring Agnia who not only brought her distinctive fragrant body but also brought astonishment on her face. "You can do it anyway.."

"Hemh?"

"Your choice is fitting." said Agnia, still with a face of wonder. Because in his closet there are many old clothes that he does not fit to wear anymore.

"Well, I'll see everything. Including yesterday's kiss, actually not the first." Akmal replied as he walked closer.

"Well?!" Agnia was startled, spontaneously crossing her arms in front of her chest even though there was nothing to hide actually. "You.."

"Kidding, baby.." Akmal pinched Agnia's cheek, looking at that needless face of panic. Strange as it is, do not know with other women are the same feet as his wife? "But when it comes to kissing, it's true." he said later, smiling broadly.

Agnia was weaving her lips, staring at her husband. "When?"

"Emh... second night? When you sleep." Akmal recalled biting his lips, teasing Agnia.

Agnia did not flinch, looking at Akmal sharply at her mainstay. Once with her husband who kept bringing up the first kiss, but actually secretly stole it when he was unconscious.

"Whatever.." Agnia was very anxious, directing a slow pinch to Akmal's stomach. Look at Akmal's happy-looking smile.

"Now where?"

"What else?"

"Don't pretend to forget! Where's my morning kiss?" tagih Akmal's. This man charges a child-like kiss for candy to his mother. His hand he held.

Agnia sighed softly, however her husband was indeed adorable. Agnia couldn't help but smile, then directed her lips to kiss Akmal's palm. "Udah?"

Akmal chuckles. "My wife is adorable." she said. If this is the case then he must act, the small face of Agnia that fits perfectly in his hand he holds. One kiss, that's all. Akmal pinched Agnia's nose slowly. "Is that hard, baby?" tanyanya.

...

That morning was full of warmth, after a cold night in the restroom it was like happiness was endlessly accompanying them. Akmal is clearly enjoying his new bridal period with Agnia.

"Eat a lot.." Agnia gave a plate full of rice along with her side dish to Akmal's plate.

"Hulah.." Akmal nodded faintly, accepting the plate's thrusting. "Where are you today?"

"Emh, there's nothing."

"Yaudah, Ma'am here. I already ngabarin Mommy, why.. later I come back here, huh?"

Agnia nodded, smiling. It felt at home his parents were better than at home in-laws who still felt new.

"And one more.."

"What else?" ask Agnia lazy, if there is already language so the effect is often beneficial to Akmal but detrimental to him.

"Don't ignore my message, take your mom anywhere?"

"Aah!" if it had directly nodded earlier, this time Agnia gawked, just remembered. "My phone where, yes." he asked himself, instead of sitting down to eat instead of running back to his room.

Akmal shook his head in amazement, only this time he saw a person who ignored his cell phone. While in Lake alone, when they went on a tour to Mount Galunggung and wanted to take a photo, Agnia only realized not to bring her phone from the car. It turned out that the phone was actually left in the grandmother's house.

Agnia pulled out her blankets, pillows, until the bag she was carrying yesterday. Always this is every cell phone business, disease lupanya relapse.

"Ada?" Akmal came before long, not at home also sitting at a long table alone.

"Nobody, try dong.you call."

Akmal opened his phone, called. Agnia waited, looking at him curiously. "No action?"

"Active."

"Where is it.."

"Kok can do it, Ma'am.sampe forgot Hp. What's important to you?" akmal asked, while continuing to stick his phone in the ear. "Cracking down on Hp."

Agnia just accepted being called careless, was indeed her mistake. For a long time mobile phones have not been a top priority in her life, as long as she shut herself down in recent years Agnia killed her habit of carrying a cell phone. Until now it has become a habit.

"Don't miss in the car?"

Agnia shook her head, returning to grab the blanket to go so many times. "No, I brought it here anyway" he said sure.

Akmal. "But his voice isn't that weird around here.."

"Oh!" Agnia facing Akmal. "The problem is that I'm silent."

"Oh God.." Akmal almost laughed with Agnia's reply, now staring back at his wife's anxiety. "What's the point of me calling, hemh?"

Agnia scratched her nape not itchy, did not have time to think about it. "Last time I took it with me, yeah, because I went straight to the bathroom."

Akmal disconnected his vain call, walking towards the table near the bathroom. And..

"Sir Agni, yes.." Akmal sighed softly, and then chuckled at his wife's reckless forgetfulness again. "This is Hp, nih.." said Akmal, while reaching for Agnia's phone which blocked the flower pot from standing.

"Where?"

"This.. Wait a minute.."

"Why?" Agnia asked, wondering why the smile on her husband's face disappeared.

Akmal did not answer, shocked not to play when he saw his phone number was still not saved by Agnia. Only missed calls from the unnamed number are listed on the phone's screen.

Agnia grabs her phone, to then grin. I realized what was surprising to her husband.

"Here.let me keep my own no." Akmal took his wife's phone back, his face suddenly turning lame.

Agnia gave her lips, she really did not have time. And the fact that he rarely opens his phone is no lie. Looking at Akmal at this time, Agnia knew that her husband might be upset. Not at all looking at him, after typing the name he wanted to quickly give up the phone without smiling.

Akmal was upset, even his message three days ago was not read by Agnia at all. Very bad feeling because of that, even if rarely open his phone.. Agnia shouldn't have ignored him.

"After this don't forget to reply to my message, will you?"

Agnia nodded, still poking her lips. Don't know what to do if Akmal's always sweet temperament to him changes like this. "Sorry."

"Hemh. Don't forget the same HP."

"Yes, but don't sulk, dong. smile." Agnia touched Akmal's chin, approaching. Her other hand was wrapped around her husband's arm.

Akmal let out a forced smile, remembering that it was no big deal. Agnia sneered at the sight, touching Akmal's cheek with both hands. Smell that cheek a few times. "Love you.."