Want a Life of Heaven

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Akmal really didn't take off his arms until Agnia was completely asleep. Even when Agnia seemed to move from her sleep, again stroking the darling of the wife's head while she focused on the laptop screen.

No one can make him hesitate to have a baby. Even the busyness he had at the moment.

How to become pregnant he does not know, but having a pregnant wife now he learns to. Agnia was not fussy, not much complaining about food or telling him this. But his emotions are unpredictable, so the only complaint Akmal feels.

The man fell asleep while holding his laptop, Agnia who woke up was immediately filled. He lost his sleep instantly, sat up and watched Akmal's face.

Has he gone too far? Agnia doesn't understand. If Akmal sucks in his eyes last night, now he feels guilty. Even though the man is very kind, he should not doubt him. Agnia sighed, deciding to get out of bed. Laptop from Akmal's lap he put it on the table.

The kitchen was again filled with the aroma of cooking as every night before his sahur, not much that Agnia cooked. Only two mandatory menus are chicken claw soup, along with spicy sweet crisp orek tempeh.

Agnia had just finished serving dishes to the table, intending to return to her room to wake her husband when the man had actually gone down the stairs with a fresh face, not seeming typical sleepiness wake up.

"A long time ago woke up?" ask Agnia, while welcoming Akmal with a hug.

Akmal did not budge, his face was definitely answering that question. Approaching, a brief peek at the top of the wife's head. That sweet behavior certainly made Agnia happy, her smile rising.

"I'm sorry, yes, because of my attitude" Agnia said later, after a while of weighing in to say that.

"What's wrong? Mbak charges something that is the right of Mbak. My attention, my love.."

"But you're burdened right?" cut off Agnia, looking up her face looking at Akmal's eyes deeply.

Akmal sighed, staring back at the old Agnia. His hand stroked Agnia's black hair slowly. "Don't over thinking. hemh? I don't like Ma'am seeing our relationship as weird."

"I'm not saying our relationship is weird."

"That's why don't do the same. Don't apologize for the simple things. I'm your home, you're my home.we're a place to find happiness in each other, a place to moan with each other, I promised to go through everything the same. I promised a heaven, together to go to that place. Hemh?"

Agnia nodded faintly, hugging Akmal once more. How's he supposed to say it? He is just afraid, in this relationship he does not want to be a burden. Love can diminish, feelings can change. What if Akmal who is in this turbulent age has regrets about their marriage?

"Don't over thingking. huh?"

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"Is there something going on last night between the two of you?" asked Yesa, asking with a serious face. His hands spontaneously stopped moving in order to remember the question he was eager to ask.

"Something like what?" agnia asked, also stopping the movement of his hand. The half-finished cake batter is left for a while.

"Ehh.." Yesa grinned, slowly moving her hands back, stirring the wet dough with an unlit mixer. "Initially, Ma'am, I'm with Akbar here."

"Hour?"

"Emh. anyway the sweet Mbak pegs on the terrace, we have come."

"We don't hear anything, just Akbar.." cut Yesa in a panic, paused. "I'm not sure he'll release your husband so easily" he said with a grin.

"Hemh?" Agnia raised her eyebrows, exposing her body to Yesa. "meaning?"

"Not a big thing, but he seems angry." replied Yesa, replaying the events of last night in his head when Akbar was afraid of the fog wanted to hit Akmal just like that after seeing the cry of Agnia. Hard enough, Yesa struggles to hold Akbar and persuade him to come home. Not knowing about today, Akbar will somehow vent his frustration on Akmal.

Agnia sighed softly, biting her lips. Starting to think about what chaos might occur due to his brother's misunderstanding.

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Today the last day of the study by MBI members before Lebaran and a break from the organization's busyness for several days, all MBI members gathered to enliven the study. Including Akmal who has just arrived and immediately held by the girls, they show the sequence of events to Akmal who will be a speaker with Ardi.

Akbar just finished saying his complaint to Fiki, ruffled his waist while continuing to nag Akmal who was not in front of him. Fiki sighed for the umpteenth time. "Household name, usually like that. Semalem people they are fine come to the store."

"Lo doesn't understand, Fik!" akbar. Again, repeat the same sentence. Only when his eyes caught Akmal's figure did he leave. Just leave Fiki.

"Allahu Akbar's.. Akbar! I'm talking about it.."

The young man straightly focused on his goal, breaking through the girls and pulling Akmal's hand away. Until everyone looks at each other so confused. "Here, Lo.."

Akmal pulled his hand, what the hell is Akbar. They became the center of attention because Akbar pulled his hand so, whether to be considered what they will be. "What the hell?!"

"Seneng lo at the girl's cherubunin!"

"Lo jealous?"

"Yes, crazy!" Akbar glared, goosebumps too if Akmal thinks he is. "Semalem lo apain my brother, huh?!"

"Semalem what? I don't.." Akmal frowned, his sentence hanging. "What do you mean here? Are you starting to take care of your brother's own bed?"

Akbar snorted, just crazy this brother-in-law. Where his brain that is usually sane, seems now just left somewhere. "Lo's mouth! Even if I look at it, I don't care about it. Lo crazy!"

"Yes, what?"

"Gue see ya semalem lo make nangis Mbak Agni."

"Oiya. if it's worth knowing dong, what happened."

Akbar frowned, his angry desire suddenly melted after Akmal actually brought up the matter of the bed. And more astonished by Akmal's relaxed response, as if nothing had happened between him and Agnia last night. "Where do I know. which I saw, Sister Agni nangis as much as you like."

Akmal sighed, why did Akbar see the event. Should he explain? "Gini, it's not really your right to know. But let me clear.. Your sister is pregnant, her emotions are unpredictable. Semalem nangis nih, it was dawn he apologized. Earlier morning? He's upset with me."

"Tell?" Akbar believes, but has already accused of having to survive with his prejudice. "Awas aja lo kalo sampe nyakinin my brother."

"Chill! brother lo it's my wife.the responsibility for her is the same to me now, don't worry. And. two more days of lebaran, I want to not make new sins when old sins have not been burned."

Akbar did not budge, now the fall even he who was scolded. This is a big mistake, he should make sure before pointing at someone with an accusation. "Sorry!" he said then, with a flat tone more to the sangar.