Want a Life of Heaven

155. Sorry and Thank you

That night shahdu

Two drunk men climbed to the top

There's no fear

There's no doubt

Glory be to Allah from all evil intentions of the heart of His creatures.

Allah is Great in His glory and in His favor.

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Under the dim lights, in the seconds of the clock that sounded accompany. Akmal with all his affection led Agnia gently to become a full-fledged woman.

Do'a has been read, changed prayer beads that add to the beauty of unity. The desire finally arrived at nothingness, Akmal could not express how happy and grateful he was now. Agnia gives him more than worldly pleasures, but her infinite affection through her touch.

The two people sip each other's body scent, stir each other's desires, exchange sweat breath like, lead each other to the top of all the peaks of love.

Until the time is over, after Akmal planted the seed of love in the womb of the wife. The two men woke up in a warm blanket with their own feelings and thoughts.

There was no Tara of Akmal's happiness, the man not only got what he wanted but got all the trust of his wife. An Agnia who originally closed herself off, hated herself and condemned the whole beautiful picture of the relationship, is now finally subject to the caress of love and sincere promise that Akmal uttered. Akmal deserves pride, his patience bears sweet fruit.

A warm kiss Akmal gave to the forehead of the wife, also a gentle swab expels the sweat. It suddenly slowed down the red hue on Agnia's cheek, Akmal's caress making her remember the events that had just happened. Ashamed of it, Agnia could only shake that thought by hiding her face under the blanket.

"Why?" akmal asked gently, lowering the blanket down to Agnia's neck. Chuckles, for there is nothing that should make his wife ashamed. Come on. They've officially become whole and become the first of each other. Even a halal bond should be their best reason to be happy right now.

Agnia did not budge, rewind her head while raising the blanket back to her head. Making Akmal chuckle for a moment to then advance his body and reach for the top of his wife's head, he kissed briefly despite being blocked by a blanket.

Agnia actually could not help but smile in there, embarrassed but amazed at the sweetness of Akmal's treatment. Finally he lowered the blanket back, revealing his face which now presented a smile. His body he approached Akmal without coercion, uniting his arms in the arms of his husband.

"Still." said Akmal gently, after sipping on Agnia's fragrant hair for a while.

Agnia looked up at him, staring intently. "Never say thank you for this!" he said it was full of warning but seemed embarrassed to not look at Akmal for long.

Ow hell! Funny indeed this wife, if the food is too good. Akmal chuckled softly. "Why is that the mother?"

"Just don't talk about it.." Agnia stammered, confused as to what to say. "Only. about tonight. Don't thank me for that, hemh?" he asked then, looking to be sure.

"His Funny.." Akmal giggled softly, while playing Agnia's cheek with one hand. "My shy wife, but it was amazing.. Mbak kayak pro." he said, not kapok warned.

"Hey.." Agnia gave a sharp snort while directing a pinch in Akmal's stomach. "Did I say that?"

"Yes.sorry. Not again. promise. Hemh?"

Agnia once again looked at Akmal, to hide her face in the chest of the man who did not take off his embrace. Whatever, he's tired.

"Oiya Ma'am.."

"What's? If you say thank you again I don't want to, yes." asked Agnia fiercely.

"No. It's about. sorry."

"Hemh?" Agnia raised her face, retreating slightly to look at Akmal's face completely. "What's this for?" his tan softened, after seeing the serious look of that handsome face.

Akmal sighed, showing a deep look. After seeing the openness and acceptance of his wife, Akmal felt the need to tell something that stuck in his heart. He also has to open himself up to the real thing only left in his past.

"I don't know if you're going to be angry or disappointed about this. But.. Mbak should know. today I do not care about anything other than what we live now, and I do not lie about wanting to live as heavenly as you. So what I'm saying now I want this don't hurt Ma'am.."

"Hemh?"

"Mother told my mother about it. And from there I know how stupid you are that you are not open to me."

"Certainly? You're angry, aren't you?"

"No. At all. Mom knew I knew about it, and just so."

Akmal sighed softly, staring at Ifu Agnia. Grabbed Agnia's hand and kissed it a few times. "Sorry.."

"Yes. You must apologize." said Agnia in a pitched tone, for a second and then gave a gentle look again. "But baby..What do you think marriage is like? What is husband and wife relationship like? Also Family? Hmm? You can't hide such a big thing from me. You don't know how bad I feel when you suddenly become quiet? I'm kesel. It's like you don't think of me at all."

"Sorry."

Agnia shook her head, looking at Akmal dearly. Don't want to make her boyfriend feel worse. "At least you can learn after this, hemh? I love you. So don't keep your own wounds." said Agnia. "And you have to know things can get worse when you're not frank. Your silence raises a bad guess in my heart."

"Sorry.."

Agnia smiled, again directing a kiss at Akmal. "Udah, yes, his mouth was locked."

Akmal clearly felt better, Agnia managed to return the feeling and relieve her guilt with a soothing sentence. "Certainly? What are you talking about again?" Akmal brought his body closer, asking for something else to divert the chatter. Really determined not to bring up those two things, both thank you and sorry that today two things that Agnia does not like.

"Emh. about the house."

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Akbar walked excitedly from his room, tired after a good sleep hardly remember the prayer time. After sleeping, after praying, eating, going back to sleep. And this is how he got tired.

Exactly his steps coincided with Akmal also coming out of the other room. The two men went out to the mosque.

A moment of silence, both without cause. The two men were busy with their own thoughts, with the sound of the dawn prayer that was shahdu so his friend.

Akbar put on a suspicious look when at the end after a full moon found her brother's husband's hair wet, while Akmal in silence was curious about what Akbar was thinking.

The stingy bujang with his dirty mind was already crazed, his face turning fresh all of a sudden. Immediately peeking into the room, his ignorant smile immediately rose upon seeing Agnia on the lip of the middle bed combing her half-wet hair. "Gee.. Ma'am.."

Agnia turned her head, her handwork halted instantly. Staring confused, what was the next sentence Akbar would say after the surprised expression.

"Got the boss from yesterday shampooing continues?"

Damnit damnit! Akbar is crazy! Agnia does not know why Akbar always bothers her about such matters, is not the matter of the room should not be made a joke? Is there only that in his sister's mind? Agnia was astonished.

And look at Akmal who is precisely mesem when Agnia swerved sharply towards her sister, only when her wife was in turn to delve into her. Directly embracing Akbar left before the sister's brother was in a fuss. "Udah, yes, don't make your brother sebel, or I will also be a target later."

Akbar throttled, look at this man who has 'got rations. Looks happy and smells great. "Yes, the newlyweds who are happy because they just got rations." he said.

Akmal where cares, just sniff. Anyway whatever Akbar thinks he just accepts. After all, he was happy not only about what he got last night, but also sorry about the greatness of Agnia's heart. Forget it, Akbar understands even if explained.

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