Want a Life of Heaven

176. Secrets after secrets

In all this falsity, this,

I only have you

In this road, this,

My hands only have your fingers

In this sedu sedu kehiduan, this,

I only have your shoulder to cry on.

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The heat is blazing, back and forth people add to the tightness of the city and the noise of every street corner. Akmal is in one of the cafes, muffling all the noise and tightness with a cup of coffee at one of the tables with the best spots.

Not intended to find a place to daydream and increase prejudice, but Akmal really cannot be used to say Govin.

"Study from the past!"

A sigh came out of Akmal's mouth, every thought of the words his head felt like it was about to break. When did Agnia meet Govin? What happened to the conversation between them? And if there was, what chat did they do? Why isn't Agnia honest? If you haven't, why delay saying it? Doesn't Agnia know if Govin's name is being sensitive to her right now? Or.. what is the reason? Because Agnia felt it was best for her to be silent?

Akmal again let out a long sigh, unable to resist thinking about it. A new question arises from a question that he is trying to solve on his own.

But isn't that outrageous? Why does he seem to demean Agnia, but if his wife knows, of course he will be offended and sad.

Agnia is not like that, it is not the same as..

Akmal shook his head quickly, dispelling the crazy thoughts that were beginning to creep into his mind again. Exactly with a subtle vibration in his pocket.

Agnian. For the sake of the name Akmal fixed his expression, turning a sincere smile before revealing his face through a video call.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.." Akmal showed his face, not looking worried that was originally on that face. Seeing Agnia his feelings are getting better again.

[Wa'alaikumsalam..where else?]

"At the Cafe, just finished meeting the lecturer." replied Akmal. "I'm waiting for you."

[Eff.] Agnia seemed to nod her head faintly. [Whose now is the same?]

"The one I'm waiting for hasn't come."

[Nice.] Agnia paused for a moment, turning her head somewhere. [Yaudah, I hung up the phone, yes.I have a partnership with Yesa.]

"Yes, but. What is it?"

[Yes, just look at your face. Take care. bye.].

"But.."

Tutt's. tutt.

Akmal sighed, his wife was not going to change about being so stiff on the phone. He had not even had time to ask his wife who had eaten, what, going where. Very well, indeed. Even the question that most disturbed his heart could not be asked at all, it again disturbed his head.

"Actmal.."

Akmal turned his head, the one he was waiting for finally arrived. "Till you too, sit down!"

It was Ripda, who had come in between his spare time to meet Akmal. Immediately sat down, his gaze still full of curiosity. "What's wrong? Why did you meet?"

"Casual.. pesen drink first?"

"Can't! I'm in a hurry." said Ripda. "Emang why the hell? At that time Ms. Agni, now you are, uh, not you are no longer in Jakarta huh."

Akmal nodded. "Yes.you know about that as well."

"Look.. Govin. uh.." Ripda closed her lips so consciously. Inwardly cursing himself who just called Govin when the man before him was hotly arguing with Govin.

"Terusin.." said Akmal casually.

Ripda sighed, not knowing why and since when he became the fourth person after Akbar in the relationship between Agnia and Akmal. Which even he alone had a lot of business and problems to think about. "Gini, first I want to say. please don't be influenced by Govin, for Agni's sake. I guarantee one hundred percent he won't fuck around. And.."

"One thing.." Akmal cuts Ripda's speech, as if insisting on seeing Govin wrong. "Why does he know about it? If my wife and I weren't home?"

"That's easy.he came to your house, because you're not around.he could already know that if you go, come on. Even a little kid can understand about that."

Akmal nodded, indeed his self was too over-thinking in this matter. But this time he agreed. "Okay, okay. But do you know why he tried to bother me? Does he feel his own satisfaction with that?"

Ripda sighed, now he understood why Agnia said it was difficult to make Akmal understand. It was only fitting that Agnia would come and see him for advice.

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"That's it, Ma'am?"

"Hem?" Agnia closed her phone, putting it back on the table. Raising his eyebrows towards Akbar who was cross-legged with a mixer and a bowl of dough in hand. They were gathering in the kitchen, taking the time to make some kind of sponge.

Akbar who can not be compromised the most now sits with his ilhlas, of course after being seduced by Agnia. Obviously can not refuse because pity with the pregnancy of the sister.

"It's not because there's us." said Yesa, pulling Akbar's ear short while passing his cousin. Getting closer to Agnia.

"Yes too. But make me no problem, relax. Husband and wife are free."

"Yes.if you." sibir Yesa, gave a soft look. "To enter into the affairs of people, not to continue his work."

"What?!" Akbar did not accept. "God! I shouldn't be here, it's a girl's job! Still to help."

"Just enjoy! It's a risk being a guy alone getting caught up among the girls!"

Agnia sighed, noticing the two people taking turns making arguments. The eyebrows are short, and then can not stand. "Ah. you guys are.." Agnia got up from her seat, irritated. "Bak go to grandma's room first. You guys.don't make a fuss, but continue.."

"His stump?" asked Akbar with a sinless face.

"Gee! not dong!" Agnia glares. "Alas kidding! Anyway while Mbak goes back and forth later.The dough should be ready? BB okay?"

Akbar slicked his shoulders slowly, not if he was not ignorant and annoying. He did not intend to hear the continuation of Agnia's speech, the dead mixer he had held since then he lit it with full force.

Making a noise rang out, preventing Agnia from speaking. The one who ended up just sighing slowly, that was his sister.

..

"Agni here." the old woman was sitting reading the Qur'an, as Jung had her eyes catching someone from the door. He found his granddaughter in the doorway.

Agnia immediately approached, urung turned around after being called. Sitting next to the grandmother with a smile, and a gentle look.

The face was very shady, Agnia looked at the face of the grandmother while letting her stomach slowly rubbed by the grandmother.

L"There are complaints during pregnancy?"

Agnia smiled, shaking her head slowly.

"Alhamdulillah, yes, if sincere, not burdened with her pregnancy. Because the key is sincere and must enjoy every process." explained the grandmother who I immediately embraced Agnia. "But. don't eat, keep eating! The intake is fixed, it also has to be a lot of motion. I can't wait to see Grandma's granddaughter.."

Agnia nodded, smiling. Always happy every near his grandmother. "Yes, Grandma, I must have heard Grandma's advice."

"Yes, you're in good health, and hopefully grandma still has a chance to meet this great-grandmother's great-grandchild.."

Agnia pecked, turning her grandmother long ago. Grabbing those wrinkled hands for him to hold. "Why did grandma say that?" tanyanya, staring at the two balls my eyes were alternating. "I don't like it."

The old woman smiled, stroking the top of Agnia's head. "Grandma you lived here a long time ago. But.. No one knows the age, Agnia.. Grandma said that's not to make you worry, but do'a. expect a long life accompanied by blessing and the opportunity to enjoy a longer time with grandchildren, and great-grandmother."

Agnia sighed, peeping the back of her grandmother's hand briefly. Isn't the talk about this always emotional? Who is ready to be left when they have not given their best for their loved ones. "Yes, Grandma. hopefully."

...

That afternoon, the chat with her grandmother made Agnia think of Akmal. Unsettled, who he says makes cookies but is busy with his cell phone. Until finally the simple activity was completed, Agnia hurriedly shuffled towards the sofa. I will try to contact my husband again. "Awas, yes, if samo is not lifted again now" he said with emphasis.

For a moment Agnia held onto her phone with a disheveled face, sitting unsettled on the sofa. Until the call finally got an answer. [Hello?!]

"Where to?"

...

Akmal frowned, had just opened his phone and was presented with many missed calls from Agnia. And now what does that demanding gaze mean when the call is already connected.

[Where else?]

"Why? Kangen me?" Akmal secures himself, looking for the most quiet, uninterrupted place out there.

[Yes.] Agnia replied half in a whisper, keeping watch if there was no one nearby. Akmal chuckled at seeing that. [Where are you going?!]

"Tumben.. I'm in the store, Ma'am.. Why is it?"

[Not yet home?]

"So soon, wait for closing."

[Eff.] Agnia seemed to nod, her demanding expression gradually disappearing.

"Why?"

[Well, don't call your husband, can't you?]

"It's not that.."

[Jude, I'm just a mastiin. Be careful going home, right? Assalamu 'alaikum.].

Akmal sighed, so again the groove. His greeting was preceded by the sound of a disconnected call. Tutt's.. Tut's.. Tut's..

"Wa'alaikumsalam.."

Akmal again sighed, rubbing his face. Ripda's words flashed back in his head.

"Sir Agni Bener, you're too over thinking. Take care.. Akmal, is it because of guilt or is it. There's something you can't say and you're hiding yourself."

Some are too painful to remember and admit, Akmal may be trying to fool him. It's just a fact that happened because his feelings are still sick to this day, what cause and origin he never wanted to listen to anyone even to himself.

But this, it turns out, is still the same tormenting him, the more disturbing he is whether he explains it or not. Now a new turmoil arises, should that fact he come to the surface? Can accepting it with all his heart make his burden so much lighter?

Akmal sighed again, not knowing how many times he weighed. Do not know, he does not understand..why could he be this sick because of the departure of Ulya? Even after her love and sadness were gone, her pain still lingers to this day.