Want a Life of Heaven

163. Who's cravings?

"Still need to go to the hospital?" ask Agnia, go back to making sure. Put the back of his hand on Akmal's forehead. "Or not. We go to Mbak Puspa, yes?"

Akmal chuckled at the worried face, pulling Agnia's hand to sleep facing him. "No need. No papa. I'm her son's not sick, taking medicine once is enough."

"Yes his abis.you know the perfume I am aja enek. How about tomorrow morning again? Yes, tomorrow we meet Puspa if you do not want to see a doctor."

"And I'm not pregnant, baby.. Mama's pregnant."

"Yes to the gynecologist not to check the content. check blood tension, or.."

Cup.

The brief kiss was always successful, so Agnia kept quiet and looked at Akmal for a long time. "What really is papa?"

Akmal sighed, smiling. Pulling Agnia to her body, no need for answers or convincing sentences. His movements did not hide anything at all, he just wanted to sleep in warmth. And this is more than enough.

...

The days passed, Agnia's preconceptions about Akmal's cravings had little point. The man was very lazy, not far from the bed and sofa. Love to sleep on the lap of Agnia, until Agnia not only has trouble doing small things, but is also irritated. Small debates that usually do not happen now one by one appear.

Even when Bude Maryam came to the house for the first time, she was grumpy with Agnia.

"Bude see? She was so. I didn't want to clean up at all. Even.." Agnia looked at Akmal. "Have you taken a shower?"

Akmal cleared his throat, grinned. Shaken slowly, to then refocus his eyes on the television.

Agnia exchanged glances with Bude Maryam. The middle-aged woman with tears in her eyes. "Sir papa. Kebawa cravings him. But the real cravings are yours."

"I mean Bude?"

"You're not aware? You're a fucking car now. Bude became convinced that your son must be a girl, " said Bude Maryam while chuckling.

"Taste yes." said Agnia slowly, while thinking. Judging himself. Ls i?

...

"Honey.His clothes should not be stored anywhere dong!" agnia shouted fiercely, just came out of the bathroom and found her husband's shirt lying just on the bed. "You're yeah, now it's a mess."

Akmal turned his head from his seat, raising his eyes from the laptop. Seeing Agnia's current face, she immediately got up. End his work, get closer to the lip of the bed. Pulling Agnia's hand to sit on her lap.

That face seemed tense these few days. Makes Akmal doubt whether the opinion of Agnia about her so-called weird is indeed true or because there is indeed a concern for Agnia herself. His outstretched hand stroked Agnia's black hair, looking gently at his wife.

"Why face?"

"What?"

"Ehh.." Akmal shook his head, not liking Agnia's current expression. "Don't get a lot irritated.breathe in.."

"What the hell?!"

"Breathe.." Akmal held Agnia's hand, until the woman who originally wanted to leave was restrained and forced to obey. Breathe according to orders. "Again.."

"Well, now it's more relaxed" Akmal said after seeing the tension on the face begin to loosen, pinching Agnia's cheek. Smiling, to then hug dear Agnia with one hand stroking the belly of the pregnant woman.

"Why? You have a complaint?" ask Akmal again, repeating the same question in a more fluid situation.

Agnia shook her head, watching Akmal's face closely. Akmal's current touch clearly calms him down, how should he say. In this period his emotions may be unpredictable. But isn't Akmal selfish? Instead of looking at her, her husband was busy with himself.

"Judek.." Akmal just nodded. "How about we go for a walk?"

"Night?"

"Yes. Now.."

"But.."

"Come on. We go eat satay. To Fiki's place."

Agnia sighed, who was being comforted and who really wanted to leave. What was clear was that he could not resist, able to see that glint of spirit in Akmal's eyes. What if Akmal's strange behavior is a form of cravings because of the child in the womb?

...

"Still sitting, Ki. temenin we are talking" said Agnia, who immediately made Akmal look in wonder.

"No, my wife is just kidding. Go back to work." Akmal said, contrary to Agnia's will. It made Fiki who had almost dropped his butt into the chair immediately and rose again with a smile that was also closed, turned awkward.

"Hey. same with your own!" agnia's bully, warn Akmal. The man smiled, looking back at Fiki. "Joking, Fik. Please sit down."

Fiki shook his head, knowing that Akmal's current gaze was implying something. Clearly not agreeing to the moment of togetherness he disturbed. "Don't, I. There's work." lied. "Mr. enjoy eating it.."

"Sorry, yeah.. Fiki."

"No papa, Ma'am. I'm. I'm used to."

Agnia shook her head in amazement as Fiki, turning to Akmal full of questions. I don't know who's weird right now, either he or Akmal. When she was friendly, her husband was getting more childish. They clearly have different views on everything.

Akmal just sniffed his shoulder got such a gaze from Agnia, casually sliding a plate of satay from the presence of his wife in front of him.

Agnia let out a long sigh, let it be. Anything for the sake of a smile on Akmal's face. Maybe it was so quiet, Akmal suddenly insensitive and inattentive after knowing his pregnancy.

"Darling.."

"Hemh?" Agnia turned her head lazily, responding to Akmal who could not escape her gaze from the streets. Driving towards the way home.

Akmal stretched out his hand, aiming at Agnia's flat stomach. Not talking anything, busy in the stomach of the wife. His eyes occasionally turned with a smile, contrasting with Agnia who never budged.

Agnia did not understand her feelings, why she was so upset. I was so upset that I wanted to cry. Wanting to throw Akmal's hand from his stomach right now, the man made him sad.

"Why again?" akmal asked, only realizing the change in his wife's expression after Agnia turned her gaze to the left of the road.

"Why else what the hell?" ask Agnia sewot. "I don't know" he replied annoyed, turning Akmal briefly to look back at the shoulder of the street decorated with sparkling light.

Akmal sighed, he was as clueless as Agnia. It feels so wrong and not fun at all on their trip tonight. Wanted to ask again, but that would add to the topic of commotion. Until finally he just shut up and increase the speed of his car.

Agnia's cry broke, the pregnant woman knew and did not continue her steps. Stopped on the terrace of the house, while Akmal walked first without holding him as usual.

Akmal just realized Agnia's disappearance, back out of the house. "Lho.. Ma'am.." the man slashed over, touching Agnia's shoulder while looking at the broken face. "Why? I'm either talking or.."

"Why are you?" Agnia asked him on the sidelines of her cry, his shoulder moved so that Akmal's hand would escape from there.

"I why?"

"You are not understanding. You don't like it first, don't invite me to talk or discuss, don't hug me when I sleep. Not taking me out.."

Akmal wanted her to feel deeply, but Agnia's question tickled him. Making her smile unstoppable, until Agnia again raised the volume of her cries.

"I'm sorry, yeah, but don't cry. Hmm? I can't bear it." said Akmal, meaning it. But it actually made Agnia's cry back into, her cry sounded like a sick cry. Though if heard the complaint is not at all complicated, just ask for warmth.

Akmal finally hugged Agnia, letting her cry to the satisfaction of his shoulder. Grazing Agnia's back slowly.

"You're a bitch, you're changing. Is it because I'm pregnant?" agnia asked again, calmer yet still sounding slashed.

Akmal took off his embrace, staring fixedly at Agnia. His hand grasped that smooth hand tightly. "Who said that kayak? This boy I'm the most excited for his arrival."

"You mean I'm not?"

"Hey. dangerr.." Akmal knows he is in a wrong position, or maybe Agnia is in a sensitive period so he must be more patient. "I love Mommy, I know that.. I'm sorry if my attitude wasn't pleasant, but I didn't mean it. hemh? I haven't changed, I appreciate Ma'am. I don't know what it's like to be pregnant, so I'm careful."

Agnia listened, her crying was gone. It feels good to listen to Akmal talk at length like this, Agnia has not heard it for a long time.

"I promise I won't be weird again. Will not be messy again, will not mimpen clothes carelessly again, will not be lazy to shower again. But you also don't cry like this anymore, huh? I can't bear to."

"But that's not what I mean." pummeled Agnia again, as if ready to break again with her tears.

"I know. I promise I won't be busy with myself. Sorry for unknowingly ignoring Ma'am, hemh?"

Agnia sighed, nodding faintly. "And stop apologizing, don't keep acting weird until you have to apologize." she said quietly, putting herself in Akmal's arms.

Very funny, Akmal stroked the top of Agnia's head. Smelling the top of the head several times, it was a pity that his attitude turned out to be a complaint for Agnia. Don't know and don't mean. For sure Agnia is very sensitive, Akmal so must be extra careful.