Want a Life of Heaven

173. Hand out.

The sound of batubsaja iqamat is heard, unpretentious from each even in different village areas. Akmal for the first time felt an incredible cold, his warm clothes did not even hold enough cold that hit the skin. Until after their prayers were over, Akmal did not think twice about throwing his body on the bed.

Akmal is relieved, this feels better. The blanket he pulled up to the neck. While Agnia is still sitting on her cool, intending to wait for the sun to rise by reciting morning dhikr as usual. Habits that are awakened should not be broken anywhere.

How beautiful the words that do not tirelessly speak dhikr to his rabb, and the lips that do not tire to smile for his brother. Akmal tilted his body, looking at that solemn sweet face from where he lay. His smile led to the woman he was so grateful for.

It's new, their relationship is so young. Until Akmal can only pray for the safety and peace of their relationship. Not because of Govin, despite the presence or absence of the man, Akmal was always afraid of hurting and making Agnia give up on him.

As if a burden, Akmal always felt himself too lacking for Agnia. He felt he was being treated well by Agnia at the same time. Somehow he had to behave in order to repay that affection.

Agnia ended her reading, after turning to Akmal and finding an intense gaze from him. Open the door, then join the bed. Cross-legged facing Akmal, he had something to show. "My stomach's getting bigger, huh?" tanyanya while showing her stomach that has not been so visible changes.

Akmal smiled, stroking Agnia's stomach while whispering "Good morning, dear.." to the fetus inside, Agnia was intrigued to see the behavior, chuckling.

"Oiya.. What breakfast do you want?" Agnia pulled Akmal's face to look at him.

"What a thing."

"Emh.. But we don't bring anything from grandma's house, cook it?"

"Can.."

"You want the same fish? We can go fishing in that pool."

"No." Akmal refused quickly, unable to think about how the fish ate human feces and sweat, and they ate. "Mi'll do it."

Agnia chuckled softly, knowing Akmal's thoughts. It is so if you are not familiar with life in the village. "Judek.."

Akmal held Agnia's hand, frowning thinly. "Where?" he asked when the woman had moved even though the sky looks not yet bright. Making breakfast at this hour?

"Cock where, make breakfast dong.."

"So long?"

"Well.." Agnia just remembered. "I mean. I want to clean up first, then make breakfast. So. you rest, I'll call you when the breakfast menu is in order."

Agnia did not leave immediately after Akmal nodded and released her arm, smiling briefly for an interval of a few seconds back closer and giving a kiss.

...

Windows are opened, carpets are cleaned, floors are swept. Agnia does exactly the same activities as at her house. This does feel like home, although far from their home but togetherness makes the whole feel familiar. It's like a shadow, what if they age and live in the village. Relax, comfortable until death. Agnia had not revealed this thought to her husband, yet it had been around for a long time in her mind.

Orange in the east of the sky appears like a streak of color on the painting, beautiful beautify the scenery captured by the eye. Combined with the mountains and bright light that slowly unfolded dark.

Agnia was fixated for a moment, smiling at the beautiful scene.Isn't it nice just to look at it?

This tranquility may always be there, no matter how hard life is and how complicated the hustle and bustle of life is. In fact, the self does need peace, sometimes rest without seeing the lack of self, without dictating the demands to the self, without hirau will durjakan mouth of others.

Agnia sighed, her gratitude was immeasurable despite not being good at revealing that. Unquestionably the favor of God he felt, even more than he saw, acknowledged and felt, the favor of God was far greater than that. It is evident that the self is weak in gratitude.

"Maa Shaa Allah. allahumma Bika ashbahna wabika amsaina. wabika nahya wabika namutu wa'ilaikannusyur.." (1)

Some time Agnia held in place while softly saying do'a, until the sky began to light perfectly. Cigarette chickens are unpretentious, accompanied by the sound of free-flowing water creates freshness.

The beauty ends with the light created. Agnia once again sighed, there is nothing eternal in this world including the beauty that only a few seconds ago she enjoyed. As a self-slap, that nothing is eternal. There is no eternal pleasure. The world is mortal, so there is no need to expect eternal glory in this place.

Long enough, Akmal did not come out of the room. Agnia went to look. Sure enough, the man fell asleep. Agnia smiled slightly, seemingly having to completely finish her cooking and just let the bat sleep longer.

"I'm not wrong.."

Agnia paused her steps, approaching. Akmal deliriously rubbed with a squeak on his forehead. His hands move, tub looking for a grip. It made Agnia crisp for a moment, quickly grabbing that hand. The slow stroking and the back of the hand was short, until Akmal calmed down again in his sleep.

Agnia knew what it was about, about what it was because Akmal took her away. He could conclude, Akmal had a sense of guilt in his heart. That may be a trigger for fear and worry because of the presence of Govin.

...

As the sun began to rise, Akmal woke up by himself due to the warm sweep of sunlight plus his body sweating from the blanket.

The man sighed, got up and sat on the lip of the bed for a while, reading the do'a while rubbing his face three times. Not good, really his face can interpret that. Her dream was exhausting. That's why it's better not to sleep after dawn.

At half past seven, Akmal understood why his head was so heavy after waking up. He fell asleep for quite a while, Agnia actually let him rest without waking up.

Smelling as the door opened, Akmal rushed towards the kitchen.

"Eh! Morning.." greet Agnia, smile cerha. "I just want to wake up" he said, still preparing dishes for their breakfast.

Akmal did not budge, went to sit down and took a glass of water. "Water really again?" the question, found some dishes that were originally not there are now crowded around the table. I don't know where it came from and how his wife got it all ready.

"Udah, it was generated by Wa Solih."

"Life of yesterday?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Agnia sat up, looking at the old Akmal face. "Why? Not comfortable sleeping?"

"Who told you to go to bed after dawn?" cycad Agnia.

"Sleep, baby."

"Jude, wash your face first. Let the face go." said Agnia who then obeyed Akmal, the man rose and went to disappear wash his face. Not long back with a fresher face, back to sitting.

Agnia waited, instantly filling the dishes with rice and side dishes. "This.you eat it full, bekel on the way home later. I took Wa Solih's repotin to buy this breakfast menu, so eat a full meal."

Akmal turned to Agnia with a hard-to-understand look. "Emh.. You know about that?"

"Yes, I know, I'm.." Agnia cut quickly, her eyes spontaneously round in disbelief. "You're planning on not telling a story?"

"I haven't told you yet, so.."

Agnia. "I read your message with Mommy earlier, so you know. but you said you want a few days here, why now go straight home?"

"Not us." Akmal shakes. "I'm the only one who came home."

"Hem? You mean I was left?" ask Agnia not like it.

"It's not.. Ma'am lived here first, later he went home with the same father Mother. Yea?"

"No. I don't want to be left."

"I see Mbak is comfortable here, so I think it's better to enjoy a few more days here."

"A good reason. But I want to come along." said Agnia, sounding bad. Not wanting to be persuaded to stay, it's strange that her husband is.

Akmal chuckled, rubbing the top of Agnia's head. "Funny, my mother tried to reject me. But now.. Don't want to be away from me?"

Agnia looked over with a lazy look. "Isn't it weird that I want to be away from you right now, after marriage?"

"Dengerin me. some days I'm busy, I can not bear to leave Ma'am at home alone."

"Why indeed? I can go to Mother's house."

"But it's different there. Here's Yesa, Akbar and the others. While at Mother's house, Ma'am must be lonely without me."

Agnia sighed, weighing for a moment. It is also true what rich Akmal, so to not briefly nod after a heavy sigh. "Yaudah. but you take good care of yourself, huh? Don't forget to ignore me."

"What should say is that it's me, the hardest mom to contact."

...

Agnia reluctantly agrees to be left behind, even though she is in need of the man but cannot force her to come because she also wants to spend time with her grandmother.

At this time Akmal's car drove through the village road that presented a beautiful view, Agnia was escorted to the grandmother's house. To be left, of course.

Akmal remembered one thing, his dream earlier. It was a bad dream, Akmal remembered once how the dream awakened his fear back.

The shadow when he was with Ulya, then the shadow when Ulya's body was stretched stiff right in front of him alternately came in his dream earlier. Until then, the tub repeats its difficult times. When he was down and had no one. When he wanted to beg for help but no one he could ask for bantian, someone gave a helping hand.

"Darling.." Agnia brought Akmal back from her reverie. "Why?"

"Hem?"

"I'm talking again." said Agnia, half glaring. Between anxiety and anger.

"Oh. I'm sorry, tell me again.."

Agnia. "Don't want to."

"Sorry, don't be angry.."

"No, I'm right to be angry. It's not important either. What's important now is, what do you think? Do not until you drive yourself continue to dream like this later." said Agnia, continued with scolding.

"I want to work, before here have not had time to report with father. That's it."

"Ehh.." Agnia nodded, just believe it. Even though I know it's a lie. Agnia turned her gaze to the streets, while taking out a cell phone and photographing some objects.

"Thank you, ma'am.." Akmal spoke softly, after a silence between them for a while.

"What's? Suddenly?" Agnia frowned suspiciously.

Akmal nodded, smiling faintly. He looked at the hand of Agnia he had held. "Thank you for grabbing my hand. Wanted to fight together, to learn to understand me. And always makes me feel better."

Funny, that's the impression Agnia heard. Suppose he gave it. While pulling Akmal's hand for him to kiss.

Akmal heaved a sigh of relief, he could say that. The word thank you, which actually came from his dream. In her shadow, Agnia reached out her hand and hugged it warmly. Gave strength and did not leave his side, whispering softly. "I'm here, you're not alone."

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(1) O God, with Your Grace and help we enter in the morning, and with Your Grace and help we enter in the afternoon. With Your Grace and will we live and with Your Grace and will we die. And unto Thee the resurrection (for all creatures)