Want a Life of Heaven

175. Govin again!

"Mom!" the loud cry he had not heard for a long time was now heard again by Agnia, immediately knowing the owner of the voice. Quickly towards the door.

Just after his call to Akmal was cut off, Akbar yelled as he opened the door of the room where he lived. Akbar entered with a grin, relaxed as if he did not know if his reckless behavior was amazingly shocking. "Where is it, he said?"

Agnia sighed, being uninterested in fussing over such a small thing. "New in Bandung."

"Well! Cepet, dong." said Akbar, sitting on the lip of the bed with one leg folded onto the mattress. "Not stuck means."

"Hem.."

"Oiya Ma'am, I'm curious.he's lately why, yes." asked Akbar, as an expression of wonder. Agnia directly raised both eyebrows. "Why how?"

"She's so irritant by saying, uh. she's from there. It's just. Now it's worse. I'm going back to the factory suit."

"Mill suit?" Agnia frowned, sharpening her gaze. "Thought your husband HP times, by the way.."

"Well.. I don't know how Akmal used to be! Therefore angry.." said Akbar was upset, did not accept being given a plot by his brother.

"Yes Ma'am who knows the direction of your chat, just ordinary people.."

"You're the same Ma'am, his wife must be comfortable."

"Continue?"

"In contrast, Akmal is no longer liquid if it gathers with the crowd." explained Akbar, back to remembering how Akmal's face is awkward and stiff again seen. Just when they first met.

"Emh. yaudah, you try asking yourself. He's also not open about the same problem Ma'am, who knows if he's talking to you."

Akbar sniffed softly. Intentions complain that it is precisely he who is told to intervene. What does that have to do with their relationship?

"Yes or no?" agnia asked flatly, more to intimidate.

"Yes.. Bummer, bumil serem!"

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The sky was dark, even eight hours Agnia was far from Akmal. Her heart was still unsettled, unable to sleep until she got word from her husband. Looking to her left side, Agnia sighed.

Look at what he said was about to accompany, but Yesa was already snoring fine even in a minute after getting on the bed. I don't know where he was talking when Yesa fell asleep.

Sure enough, Agnia who was used to Akmal now could not sleep without the man by her side. It's just that her sleep brings her way out, she can contact her husband right now.

Agnia comforts her sleeping position, Akmal clothes that she deliberately brought with her she approached. A small, sophisticated and beeping thing was already in his hands. He was suddenly no stranger to her, even fifteen minutes ago did not stop to watch his message inbox just in case the answer message from Akmal came.

[Nyampe?]

[Where?]

There was no answer after five minutes of the message being sent, Agnia was still waiting patiently for the message from Akmal to arrive.

[Newly nyampe, still in the car]

[In front of Mother's house]

[I change clothes first, pray, then I video call ya.]

"Alhamdulillah.." Agnia muttered softly, her eyes fixated on the sinewy ceiling of the room. Now he can sleep well, maybe. Of course after seeing Akmal's face first, he was still waiting for Akmal's appointment to make a video call.

Akmal Agnia's distinctive smelling t-shirt breathed in, his head he lay down. Waiting for Akmal to take a shower and get ready for bed is certainly a long time, not to mention praying. Uniquely, there was still no sleepiness, Agnia really wanted to see her husband first.

The call came twenty minutes later, Agnia who looked at the clock counting time immediately answered. His smile was instantly flinched as Akmal revealed his face on the screen, smiling in his shade.

"Not sleepy? I thought I was sleeping." asked Akmal, still confirming his sleeping position.

"You see you first, my eyes can't be compromised."

Akmal smiled. "Is that? Or maybe his heart can't be compromised?"

"I don't know, because of you."

"Yaudah, I'm going to bed.. Hem?"

"Hem.." Agnia nodded her head faintly, rolling herself in a blanket. "Where's the trip?"

"Currently, the weather's good too. But quiet, nothing at all."

"Who told you not to take me!" agnia said, advancing her lips. I'm sorry to remember that again.

Akmal reviewed the smile. "I'm worried. travel far in the near future is not good for Mbak, same content Mbak.. wait a few more days until I pick up, huh?"

"Pick up? Don't ya. I can go home alone with dad."

"Yes, I mean, I'll take you to my dad's house with mom, that's."

"Did?" Agnia was astonished, even though the purpose of her speech was a form of attention. "So you're not serious about picking me up? Though I said that because it's the same as you, you know.."

"Not funny!" cycad Agnia. "Udah ah, I'm sleepy, want to sleep now.you too, yes.."

"Yes.good night."

"Hem.. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam.."

That was how Agnia was able to rest in her sleep, after making sure Akmal arrived safely while she was now sleeping with her husband's scented clothes, she actually went into dreamland immediately. So did Akmal who was very tired tonight, seeing and talking briefly with his wife carrying the perfect song before her sleep.

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The voice of tarhim, a person who teaches in the mosque on a quarter of the night, sounds in revenge. From every faint corner sounded to the room. Yesa spontaneously woke up from her sleep, immediately went to the bathroom for ablution. He was used to it, speed and discipline were the main ones at the cottage.

The girl returned with a face soaked with ablution water, after reaching for a towel and wearing a mukena and performing two rakaat prayers. The light switch he pressed, his originally dark room changed light. The Koran has been brought to the expanse of prayer.

But yet the Qur'an he had read, the eyes of Yesa caught the odd thing for him. Seeing the older cousin sleep comfortably with dirty clothes in his arms.

Yesa got up again, approached Agnia and sat on the lip of the bed. For a moment he watched that slumbering face, where Agnia was completely unperturbed after the lights he turned on. It is usually the easiest to disturb their sleep.

Yesa stretched out her hand, trying to pull the shirt. Feeling unworthy Agnia continued to embrace the dirty clothes, because she knew the clothes were completely unwashed after yesterday seen wearing Akmal.

The eyes were open, spontaneously squealing as soon as they felt their precious objects being pulled. Yesa and Agnia sat down for a moment, until Agnia sat down and took back Akmal's clothes. "Why?" tanyanya, a typical rasp of waking up.

Yesa. "Which is why?!"

"Hemh?"

"That's.."

"What?" Agnia was still in the process of gathering her consciousness. "Oh. This is. intentionally, so that you can sleep."

"Well.." Yesa nodded, instantly understanding. Different from Agnia he was already fully aware. "I don't think it was intentional. So let me take it, you slob."

Agnia nodded, unable to respond despite hearing the slovenly word. I don't know, slovenly and bucin for him at this time is different thin. Who would have thought he couldn't sleep without that shirt.

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The car returned to its place, returning to the residence where it should have been. After staying at the house of the Mother, Akmal returned to his house.

It turned out that entering the house felt different, without Agnia being with him. He came back shortly. Just to shower, change clothes and then go to see the lecturer.

Doing everything on his own turns out to be unpleasant, Akmal so not used to taking care of himself. From preparing clothes to looking for items that his wife keeps. A heavy blow came out of his mouth, feeling that if he was said like this he should not be far from his wife.

Unresolved to amaze his heart, someone he did not like and did not expect to meet, who is Govin. Intention once came this morning, Akmal saw it from behind the window of his room to then step quickly down the stairs.

"Finally Lo turned back." said Govin, with a slanted smile as soon as Akmal opened the door before he could knock. Saying casually, tub very familiar with the host. Directly sitting on the rattan chair of the terrace of the house without welcome, a foot on foot to complete his haughty attitude.

Akmal did not budge, sighed softly with his hands inserted in his pants pocket. He must not lose relaxed from Govin, he must show if Govin's efforts to disturb is a mistake and futility.

"Not that Lo's the same me?" ask Govin after a long time not responded. "Sampe fled to a faraway place..In fact, you deliberately evacuated your wife?"

Akmal sniffed slowly. "So you find out about me in detail turns out." he said, turning Govin flat. Exasperated by his attitude. "You have no activity."

Govin slicked his shoulders, looking as indifferent as ever. Akmal must learn not to be provoked from the expert, Govin face without sin once. "For now, it's my job."

"It's better to stop! If you want to break up my household, it's impossible. No way."

"Why is it impossible? Because Lo's wife said it was like that?" Govin chuckles. "Emh.. But did he say that we've met before?" asked with a winning grin, sure enough if the answer to the question is no.

Akmal did not budge, wanted to not react but his face had shown what he felt and answered the question. When did they meet? Agnia had never discussed that even if it was just a coincidence.

"Don't you?" Govin got the answer from Akmal's expression, then got up. Pat Akmal's shoulder while the man was pecking and could not respond. "So don't mess around.and be careful with women, here's my advice. And.." Govin brought his mouth closer to Akmal's ear. "Don't trust them too much, learn from the past."

Once again Govin wins, succeeding in realizing his hope of disturbing Akmal's feelings. And like the main character, after turning off with his words Govin just passed with a happy smile.

Akmal let out a long sigh, his hands slowly clenching. It was now clear that Govin was trying to instill doubt in his heart. What is his wife's fault? Why did Govin think to equate Agnia with a woman he easily seduced?

That's crazy young man!

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