Want a Life of Heaven

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Time passed by so fast that there was nothing left but the shock of today, staring at the past day in his amazement.

Ramadan passes, days slowly exploring its usual routine. This morning the kitchen was already full of delicious aroma, Agnia made toast with chocolate jam. The stomach of those who are accustomed to eating regularly during Ramadan, can not just be hit with a large portion.

Akmal walked quickly, half running down the stairs. Approaching his wife to the kitchen, he seemed to be in a hurry. "Sir, I'll go to Dad's house first, okay? Just sec. I have something to take."

"Hmm?!" Agnia did not have time to agree or ask this, Akmal briefly peeked his forehead then grabbed a piece of bread and left without saying anything.

Agnia sighed, smiling a little like Akmal from her sight. Resume his activities.

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Govin, the young man with the dark side of his life, finally came. Encourage yourself to meet the woman he thinks he will get. Not love, because Akmal is the one who takes steps. His hopes have not changed since the school era, since Ulya's departure he with his guilt rests all the blame on Akmal.

He regretted, if he did not let Ulya with Akmal. Maybe he'll take care of the girl better than Akmal did.

"That's marriage, Vin. And his wife was my friend. So don't act up. Don't let anyone else hate you." Govin grinned faintly, recalling Ripda's sentence the other day. Turns out Ripda knew him well enough, even though he only asked where Akmal was now, she could already guess what he might do.

"Don't get me wrong, don't be so bad. I'll do what Akmal does. I won't hurt anyone."

Ripda sighed softly, looking frustrated. "So you still think Akmal was guilty in Ulya's accident? Come onl.. Vin!"

"Destiny? I tau. I know that's what you're going to say, exactly what you said six or five years ago. If I go, thank you for drinking and advice."

Ripda shook his head in amazement at the change in Govin. "Yes, he hasn't changed. Beautiful and charming since long ago. Just the thought?" Ripda sighed, dizzy with Govin's sudden arrival. "Where could he love Ulya like that? You idiot!"

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Agnia raised her head as her house bell rang. Not going quickly because it is not finished with breakfast. Don't know who's coming, first swallow the chew.

The man with the sharp highlight, and those firm eyebrows were completely foreign to Agnia. "Who?" he muttered, looking at the unknown figure from behind the window before opening the door.

"Sorry, find who, huh?" agnia asked, accompanied by an awkward smile. The young man was very tidy, yet invisible carrying anything in his hands. Agnia was a little suspicious, terrified ripples were spreading across her body.

"This is Akmal's house?"

"Yes.." Agnia nodded hesitantly, unable to hide her vigilance. "What do you need?"

"Ah.introduce me Govin, his friend Akmal" said the young man, extending a hand.

Agnia pegged for a moment, that name. He recalled Ripda's words two days ago, this is the young man he should be aware of. Agnia swallowed her saliva, to then smile and put her hands together. "Yes.. Greetings. I. Akmal's wife."

"Well.." Govin nodded, smiling faintly. Returning to pull his unwelcome hand with a little disappointment in his heart, it just made a special impression on him. "Emh.. Akmal is there?"

"Akmal just left, but he said not for long. You please wait, let me try to call first." said Agnia awkwardly, allowing Govin to sit on the porch chair. Not thinking of bringing that foreign youth in. "I. Get you a drink, a minute.."

Agnia's chest rumbled violently, still a big question mark as to why Ripda had told her to be careful, as well as why Akmal was so influenced by the young man. But what Ripda said there must be a cause, although it is unclear whether he should remain vigilant.

A glass of water, as well as a light snack Agnia brought. Presented in front of the young stranger, with his indeterminate feelings. "Please.."

"Thank you, I accept" said Govin, smiling faintly as he grabbed a glass of warm tea in front of him. The warm tea served by Agnia, the woman who seemed awkward. Now he understood why Akmal could turn away from Ulya, and marry this woman before him. It's fascinating. "Not sitting?"

Agnia shook her head quickly. "Actually I have a job inside, emh.. Can I stay?"

"Yes. please."

Govin smiled a little. His response was unexpected, even Agnia would not shake her hand or let herself in. He felt his desire would be very difficult or even impossible to realize. Helaan came out of his mouth, out of nowhere Akmal got a wife like that.

Not long after, a motorbike entered the spacious courtyard. Akmal returned as soon as he got a call from Agnia. His chest rumbled along the way, even more rumbled with emotion upon seeing Govin's presence. Hurry to take off his helmet.

Govin smiled, rising from his seat to welcome. Unexpectedly, his collar was directly grabbed by Akmal. Making a Govin grin satisfied.

"Well, why are you here?" cut off Akmal, his eyes flashing a peaking annoyance.

"Stay away from my wife, Govin!" akmal said, sounding frustrated. "Urusan you're the same me."

"Why? Afraid of losing again? I just say hello.. And. I get it. He's more everything than Ulya, right?"

"Don't compare the two of them, she's my wife. The only thing I protect. A criminal like you should never touch him."

"Who is a criminal? Lo.. your wife should not have to spend her life devoted to criminals like lo."

Akmal sighed, sure enough. He will never be able to defend himself when he is very wrong in the eyes of Govin.

"Darling.."

Akmal and Govin turned their heads, Agnia coming out the door. Approaching the two with a confused look. Akmal turned to look at Govin, then pulled Agnia to stand behind him. Didn't like the look of Govin on his wife at that moment.

"It's clear, right? If so, please leave." said Akmal, sound forced fine. Agnia could tell the cold atmosphere, Akmal's tone was rarely even like this. He had no choice but to be quiet.

"Yes, see you. And thanks for the tea.." Govin glances at Agnia at a glance, deliberately making Akmal more heated. "Sugary. Next time I bring souvenirs." he said while patting Akmal's shoulder, as if they were very familiar.

"Janga bothered. Come without bringing anything, it's better." Akmal replied, flatter than ever.

A moment of silence, until a long sigh sounded from Akmal's mouth while staring fixedly at Govin until the young man disappeared with his motorbike. "Why?" agnia asked slowly, only daring to open his mouth.

Akmal did not reply, the man took Agnia into the house. To then face her body and give a sudden hug.

Agnia did not have time to ask, the hug felt tighter than usual. Even Akmal did not let go of his embrace as if he did not want to lose himself. There was a different feeling, Akmal's breathing sounded heavy after facing the young man. Agnia's slow claps gave, trying to give comfort to Akmal, no matter what.

"I'm not going anywhere." said Agnia softly. "Why are you like this?"

Akmal tightened his embrace, momentarily letting go of his fear and fretful turmoil on him. Then took off that hug and looked at my dear Agnia. "Don't ever take him back to this house."

"I'm sorry, but he said your friend."

A call came in, Akmal pulled out his phone immediately. To go back to see the same number that called him the other day. Govin again.

"What else?" ask Akmal flat.

There was a noise at the end there. [Luck off, I just want to tell you one thing. Want to know what's amazing? Surprisingly, our taste buds are always the same. No wonder we are always competing.]

Akmal stroked the back of his head, the shock from Govin managed to make his head dizzy. The call was ended unilaterally. Waiting for Govin to finish his sentence is tantamount to looking for disease.

"Who?"

"Buck that son of a bitch."

"But what's up? What's going on between you guys until you don't like him?" Agnia again tries to take the burden on Akmal's heart, she must know why a normal-looking Govin just so bothers Akmal. It was as if the young man would really harm him.

"He wants to steal from me."

"Hemh?" Agnia knitted her brows, until she did not blink at Akmal's words. "In the meantime.still what does that mean? I'm not something that can change hands so easily." Agnia shook her head, not liking the word her husband had chosen.

"He hates me, Ma'am. Instead because I was the cause of Ulya's death.he wanted to take Mbak from me." Akmal explained lethargic, looking very desperate.

Agnia sighed, touching Akmal's cheek. Made the man raise his face, looking straight into his eyes. "Hey... What really makes you sad? Is it because you admit that you were the reason for Ulya's death, or. are you afraid of losing me?"

"I'm afraid of losing Mbak." Akmal replied firmly, a little annoyed because Agnia still questioned it to him. "Leaving her Ulya. I'm completely sincere. I am guilty or not according to others. But.."

"What's the problem?" asked Agnia, raising her eyebrows. It provoked a look of disbelief from Akmal, while he was worried like this Agnia seemed to underestimate her feelings.

Agnia sighed, smiling thinly. Grabbing Akmal's hand, linking his fingers there. "Look. if that's the case. Why are you scared? It's about me. And. isn't it overkill?" Agnia sniffed softly. "You and your friend, what do you think I am?"

The grasp of Agnia was loose, her face turned disappointed. "Is there a woman who is that easy to break off a relationship to run into someone else's arms?" tanyanya. "I don't need anyone else, I don't expect anything better. You're enough, I'm grateful to have you, but.." Agnia turned her gaze. "I don't think I'm for you, do I? That's why you doubt it, you don't even want to tell me about this sooner."

Silent for a moment, Akmal softened. Replacing the guilt, it now tried to entice Agnia to look at him. "Darling, I don't mean that."

Agnia sighed, keeping Akmal's hand away from her. "You haven't had breakfast, have you?" he asked with a faint forced smile, looking at Akmal briefly. "I'll wait at the dinner table."

"Oh God.." Akmal muttered softly, shuffling his hair in frustration. Look at Agnia who turns mad at him, after this she does not know what to do. Clearly this is not because of his wife's unpredictable emotions, this is purely his fault. Akmal is aware of that.