Want a Life of Heaven

172. Baby moon part3

An elongated white mist covered the sky at the end there, the rumbling of the arrival of the rain troops sounded closer and closer. Agnia got up from her seat, closed all the windows and then re-shuffled up onto the sofa. Menby Akmal.

"Why?" akmal asked as he stroked Agnia's cheek, smiling seductively. "I'm disappointed because it's raining?"

Agnia sniffed her shoulders, again laying her head on Akmal's lap. "Stuck in the rain inside the house, just the two of you, what's the problem?"

Almost half a day, after enjoying the time with cooking and eating together accompanied by laughter, they were again glued in front of the television watching the shows that none of them actually liked.

There was a scene that attracted the most attention, Agnia to get up and justify her sitting position. "Why haven't you ever carried me like that?" tanyanya, focused on the scene in the soap opera where a man holds a bride-style bride.

The question was quite surprising to Akmal, look at Agnia who asked so with her leisure. Funny how the question was thrown, Akmal did not waste the opportunity by pulling his wife to sleep back on his lap. "You want me to carry that to my room now?" often, accompanied by a brief kiss on the forehead as well as the eyes of the wife.

Agnia immediately pulled her head, then rose up just before the kiss was about to be directed Akmal to her lips. Immediately shifted away, not really intending to awaken Akmal's desire over him with his speech just now. "In the meantime, dhuhur, time for ablution. We. pray together.."

Akmal nodded, smiling as he got up. "Alright, but after that, I ask to fulfill what I want. Hem?" his question, pinched softly Agnia's cheek, then passed leaving his wife who suddenly regretted. Shouldn't he have asked that?

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The rest of the rain begins to dry, except for the air that is durable cold until night. Agnia moves from under the warmth of the blanket, finding that her favorite sleeping pillow is not in her arms. I got out of bed to find her husband.

The bright house without a partition showed everything, Agnia first sipped a glass of warm water and looked at Akmal to the front yard. The man was absent, Agnia went up some small steps towards the attic, her hunch saying her husband was there.

Sure enough, the man sat in the attic barefoot with a blanket on his body. Accompanied by a view full of lights far away at the end, the lights in the courtyard of the house that extends from high to the foot of the mountain and the street, making silence in that place even more soothing.

Agnia joins forces, unable to sleep without Akmal's presence. Directly sitting next to the man with a look did not switch from the glitter of the lights.

Akmal turned his head, spontaneously opening his arms. "Not sleeping?"

"No, you leave" replied Agnia as she entered the arms of her husband, sitting comfortably in the warm embrace. As Agnia looked around, there was a cup of coffee still billowing there. Akmal came with preparations. "You have a fire, complete this." he murmured.

"Cold huh?" asked Akmal, nodding his embrace. "Sir papa, I can also heat the atmosphere without the need for fire" he said with a nagging grin. It managed to produce a pinch of Agnia into his stomach, knowing very well Akmal's dirty intentions at this time.

"I wonder why Mbak always glares if I talk about it."

"What about?"

Akmal shook his head, smiling. Not intending to answer the cold and warning question. Pinched Agnia's cheek plan, tightening her arms instead of getting angry. For a moment the two fell silent enjoying the calming atmosphere. Agnia placed her head on Akmal's shoulder.

"Mr.."

"Hem?"

"I'm sorry to ask you this, but I'm curious about this one thing."

"What?"

"Why have you ever thought about suicide? Don't you realize how valuable you are and your life is?"

Agnia raised her head, looking at the old Akmal. To then straighten his gaze with a long breath. Akmal linked his finger to Agnia's fingers, not taking his eyes off her face ready to listen.

"I don't know." Agnia smiled slightly. "There is no real reason to punish ourselves for the fate that happened. Don't you? It's just. when it's hard. Maybe a lot of people have experienced this, it feels.." Agnia looked far away. "It feels like losing a dream, there is no purpose. It was as if the dying body could not move but was still breathing. That's. stifling. There is nothing we can do with the emptiness of hope and the emptiness of heart." Agnia turned her head, smiling faintly. "And you were right about me not realizing how precious my life was then, almost."

Akmal stared softly, peeping at the back of Agnia's hand. Proud of him, grateful. Where else would he get someone like this woman next to him? A wonderful person who brings all the happiness in his life. If his life ended, he would never find this cementitious figure.

"But I did it, right? Hang on until you meet." said Agnia later, smiling wider. Replied a proud nod by Akmal.

"Thank you for being the way of my wounds." Agnia gently stroked Akmal's cheek, staring with gratitude and sincerity.

"Sure.. But do I mean that much to you?"

"Ehh.." Agnia acted like she was thinking, as if the question needed to be thought through before it was answered. "Lumayan.." she replied later, grinning.

Akmal chipped, enjoying Agnia's smiling face under the dim moonlight. His gaze fell from his eyes to Agnia's red lips, coming along thinly with the biggest smile there.

"Happy?"

Agnia nodded, smiling. Putting his head back on Akmal's neck, he fell silent comfortably in the warm and fragrant body of the husband.

Akmal is still unmoved, there is something that he has missed since these few days. That feeling peaked today, the weather and the situation were also places where only the two of them aroused that feeling.

Agnia raised her head again, noticing the change in her husband's heartbeat. Worrying. "Why? It hurt?" tanyanya while touching Akmal's forehead.

Akmal shook his head, pulling Agnia's hand. Reply to intense staring. "You gonna heat up tonight?"

Agnia blinked, spontaneously rewinding her body. In this still-child pregnancy what Akmal thought to be..

"Worry about something?" Akmal held back Agnia, bringing the woman closer to a thin distance.

"That's. I'm.." Agnia swallowed her saliva, Akmal's breath gently blowing on her face. His heart jumped fast.

Akmal smiled thinly, anxious with the puzzled face of Agnia. Touching the top of his nose with Agnia's nose. "I'll do well" she said with a small laugh.

Agnia hit Akmal's chest slowly, such language she did not like to hear. Unfortunately Akmal sentences are so always managed to tickle him even though he does not like.

"So what's the answer?"

"Why always ask for everything?" Agnia asked back, not like to decide. Specially? Even this has been revealed by Akmal this afternoon, Agnia was prepared even though her heart wanted to postpone the worship.

"Hem?"

Akmal doesn't need another answer, Agnia's body has been lifted. In the end, the sling of the bridal tub that Agnia asked about last day was answered tonight. It is a sign that either honey moon or baby moon they reach their peak. What is more God's desire in the mutual revelation of husband and wife? Agnia could not refuse, since the day she was married, she officially handed over her decision to Akmal.

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"Darling.."

"Hemh?" Agnia looked up, taking her gaze off the phone. Answering Akmal's half screaming call this morning, even the sky there is still so dark.

"Water is dead?"

Agnia frowned, moving to make sure about what the commotion was about. "What's? I'm not horrified." he asked after arriving in front of the bathroom, looking at Akmal who was bare-chested with a towel on his shoulder.

"The water is dead."

"Oiya, that's not it. Try looking.."

Akmal turned on the faucet, then turned to Agnia with a confused expression. Severe, had his sleep tumben once long, now pursued at dawn. Agnia also had the heart, leaving herself to bathe first.

The face was serious, looking confused. Until Agnia chuckles at him, pinches Akmak's gaunt cheek. While the pinched is clearly made astonished by the smile, as if nothing big happened even though for Akmal this is an emergency. "Certainly, me?"

"Yes take a shower."

"But.. Ah... If you go to Grandma's house is it bad luck?"

"To grandma's house?" Agnia stared confusedly, they were looking at each other's thoughts. "Hey.no need to go to grandma's house!"

"Continue"

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"Where?" akmal asked, looking at Agnia once more. They are already standing in front of the****** that juts out into the fish-filled dumping pool.

"Yes." Yeah."

Akmal heaved a heavy sigh, looking at the***** that was made of that bamboo. His whole life just this time saw directly***** as it is. Fortunately the lighting is good, which is the problem.*****it has no roof. Akmal turned around, if there are people from far away then it is certain that the one who entered the******* it will be a spectacle.

"What else?" Agnia still did not understand why Akmal was still standing with such a look at her. "Hemh?"

"Sir papa? Not that slippery.."

"No, it's a bridge that's often made, really.."

"Water's clean?"

"Clean, dear.it's water from the mountain directly, ngalirnya through the rice field."

Akmal nodded, staring at the unstoppable flowing water. Unlike in urban areas that are disciplined with water irrigation, this word does not apply. It is to be grateful for its natural wealth.

"Why? Want me to take a shower?" Agnia asked an end to the ruckus, wanting to melt that flat face.

"Can?"

Agnia smiled, pinched Akmal's still flat arm inquiring back. "Make a shower, ah! The dawn hunt later. Don't think much. I'm waiting here."

"Yes, I'm in, but you don't have to wait for me."

"Related?"

"Yes." Yeah." Akmal nodded, but sounded unsure. Finding new things that will not be found in the city is certainly difficult for him. Agnia understood that, for the sake of seeing that she shook her head. "No, I'm waiting here" he said.

The sky was still dark, the glittering lights were still visible in the view of the other side of this house. Unlike the back of the house where they are, dark and facing directly pesawahan. Agnia sat waiting on the terrace while tightening the warm cardigan she was wearing. Until the man finally came out..

Akmal's face on exiting***** was unchanged with the expression before entering earlier, a questionable but relieved wail at the same time. Akmal turned back to his head****** which he had just exited from there after standing in the doorway.

"Darling.."

"What else?"

"I'm confused, if I poop... Is there too?"

"You have a stomachache?"

"I'm not curious."

"Oh. yes there, squat. There's a gap to it.."

Akmal nodded, indeed looking at the gap. It's just not imagined how when defecating is the distance between the pool water and their ass is quite far, ah! Akmal was lazy to imagine it. Immediately shook his head, shifting his focus away from it. "In the pond is there a fish?"

Agnia frowned, why did Akmal ask small things that were actually not important she knew. Nodding faintly. "So, why the hell?!"

Akmal shakes. "Cumans curious.he.." the shocking things he found actually showed a gap from his expectations about life in the countryside. This was new, he was amazed by everything he found there.