Want a Life of Heaven

174. A bucin?

Agnia did not take off her embrace, wanting to spend more time with a hug like this before I don't know when to see her husband again. He also wanted to smell the fragrant aroma of the husband, a scent that he must smell every time he went to sleep.

Akmal did not quickly take off his embrace even though his eyes looked at his watch several times, stroking Agnia's head comfortably. Understand the wife's time.

Until after feeling enough, Akmal long pecked at the top of Agnia's head, pushing his wife's shoulders to face and look at him directly. "I have to leave now, if Mbak kayak gini. I can-can nyampe tomorrow afternoon to Jakarta." he said accompanied by a distinctive shady smile.

Agnia sighed, nodding. She also did not want her husband to linger and arrived late to not have time to rest. "Be careful.cabin if you're already nyampe."

"Yes.. Ma'am also have fun here.remember, because there is no me. Don't be too agile, don't eat noodles and. don't go without Yesa or Akbar. Hem?" Akmal grabbed Agnia's two hands, stroking the back of the smooth hand slowly. Then he was nodded by Agnia.

Akmal glanced at every corner of the room, as if hesitatingly leaving Agnia without him. For not a long time back to look at Agnia, tighten her grip. "Can you sleep without me?"

Agnia sniffing. "Either. hopefully." she answered honestly, after her pregnancy was not able to sleep far from Akmal, did not know after this. "That's your permission first with your son. He doesn't want you to stay."

Akmal chuckles. "Yeah? So it's not her mom who doesn't want to be left?"

"His mom? If her mom is a little. A little not to be left."

"Little? Alright.." Akmal commented a smile, his outstretched hand stroking Agnia's stomach while bringing her face closer. "Whoever let you go home first, baby.don't fuss.and don't repotin mama." he said, then a short pee stomach. Re-gained Agmia. "Udah?"

Agnia nodded, looking happy to see that. Hearing Akmal call himself a tickling papa, it felt so fast that the title was carried by Akmal. "Funny. young papah candidates.."

"Zinc?"

Of course, Agnia nodded back. Welcomed Akmal's hand caress on his cheek with a brief kiss there.

"But the shirt." Akmal's gaze fell on one of his clothes that had not been put in the bag, just put it on the bed. "Outdated, definitely.. Ma'am is cleaning his clothes."

"No." said Agnia quickly. "That was intentionally simple." he explained, making Akmal spontaneously frown. "Why can't I sleep? You want to come back from Jakarta to here to fuck me?"

It was funny, it made Akmal again chuckle. Are all pregnant women like this? His behavior is just there. "Yes, yeah. okay. I get it, baby."

...

The car passed, Agnia looked at him until it was lost at the end of the winding road that seemed smaller the farther the distance. It's strange, he doesn't know what kind of feeling is bothering him right now. Though. come on! It's only for a few days, and they don't part without communication. What's up with him?

But there is another thing that breaks that good whisper. Tasik–Jakarta, a long distance between them. Agnia didn't know this was how it felt to be far apart for the first time. The one who was by his side by night was now far away from him.

Agnia stroked her stomach, still hoping for Akmal to come back and take her away. Just watch! After meeting again, he will beat the man. Could have left his wife who is unable and does not want to be left behind.

"Mr.."

"Hem?" Agnia spontaneously turned her head, ending her daydream. Yesa approached while carrying a pack of light snacks in her hand, busy chewing while knitting her eyebrows. "Let's go in! Why here, later there will be people passing by. It's called why later."

Agnia nodded, unmoved at Yesa's words. Following the steps of the girl who was now holding him in. Helping the breath that was either intentional or not coming out of Agnia's mouth, Yesa stopped her steps and looked at her cousin's face intensely.

"What?" Agnia looked back confusedly, indeed unaware of her words just now.

A while later, Yesa looked at the face carefully. Can see the void in Agnia's eyes, as well as the lackluster gaze that just appeared after Akmal's departure. Yesa grinned. "It's nothing. I'm just amazed to see how Mbak who originally did not like Mas Akmal, trying to beat him back by all means, but now."

"What can you do, it feels heavy. Worrying but not getting far either.."

"I understand your feelings.." Yesa quickly cut. "But what's the problem? Split up in three or four days and you can exchange news during that time. So. spirit dong.." said Yesa full of emphasis, revealing his face full of enthusiasm.

Agnia again sighed, making Yesa join melted her enthusiastic face. "Let's see.it's the first time we've separated after almost three months together, day and night! Mbak doesn't intend to get used to it." said Agnia, the final was undeniable.

One thing that Yesa did not know, Agnia was more worried about Akmal's condition than she missed her husband. While sleeping, one cannot lie. If he is sad he will cry, if he is afraid he yank, if he is angry he is not calm. Earlier this morning Akmal yanked, as if voicing his self-defense. It turned out that the story had not ended just like that, looking healed yet broken in his heart. The man still held trauma and guilt in his heart.

Not to mention if you meet Govin, do not know what efforts will be made by the young man to make Akmal uncomfortable. Once the bullshit will snatch it, I don't know what else after that.

...

"Yesas.. Where's your mom?" Khopipah joined sitting on the sofa, coming from the kitchen after cooking the lunch menu for the rest of the house. Just remembered to check on Agnia.

"In the room, Wa. He said he'd take a break."

"Why? It doesn't hurt, does it?"

Yesa. "sickness, Wa. Sick of being left home."

Khopipah smiled, there is only Yesa. "Let Uwa check."

Yesa did not remain silent, tailing immediately. Curious also what Agnia was doing all the time in the room. Even his cousin's brother did not want him to take a walk outside the house, visit the neighbors or invited out to buy meatballs.

"Well eat?" the question came out of Agnia's mouth, clearly heard by the two people who had just arrived at the door. Khopipah and Yesa exchanged glances for a moment, then the door of the room opened slowly.

Agnia was sitting on a pillow in her lap and a cell phone in her hand. He was obviously talking to his interlocutor on the phone.

Khopipah had found the answer, closed the door again. Stare and look at Yesa. The grin returned to the girl. "Indeed, Wa. if two people marry without a previous courtship, the situation is bucin. like ABG pubescent, early courtship." he whispered.

Agmia was unknowingly being watched, making sure her husband was safe and safe was all she thought. "You're sleepy to stop first." remembers Agnia, unceasingly accompanying through a video call. Her feelings were uncertain before she saw her husband.

"Yes.." Akmal smiled wryly, turning his phone for a moment. It was adorable how Agnia stuck to him once. Since her pregnancy, she has not been far away. Should be beside him while sleeping, should be hugged to be able to sleep soundly. Akmal felt a little guilty considering that, for leaving Agnia there in this condition. It's just that this is best. He had to finish his business with Govin first while Agnia was there. "Bak himself, his lunch?"

"Yet. Just wanted to, after your first call."

"Yaudah, Ma'am eat first. I'm closing the call."

"Yes, but I'll tell you again."

"Hulah.."

"Don't forget!"

"yeah.."

"Don't get shut down, the phone!"

"What else, my dear wife?" Akmal looked over, showing a smile.

"Well, yeah, bye.. Assalamu'alaikum's chat.."

"Well.."

Tut's..Tut's..Tut's..

Akmal smiled slightly, the call had already been cut off just like that. "Wa'alaikumsalam.my wife."