Want a Life of Heaven

181. Frowsty

Scolding is as good as understanding

With that your anger is understandable

And understand you can fix it

...

As tight as it feels, the spacious house where there are only them is so stuffy. For the first time Agnia felt completely wrong in her attitude, feeling unfree despite being around her own husband.

Akmal didn't talk to her, didn't even look at her all the time sitting at the dinner table. "Hem." That's the man's only answer to Agnia's every question and offer, it's sad. And after making her feel pitiful, the man passed by as soon as he left her at the dinner table without a word.

Agnia gave a long sigh as often as her husband, even eating it this time did not feel good at all because of the cold attitude. His stomach was suddenly full even though it was not filled, he became tasteless. An overwhelming annoyance filled her heart, only that Agnia was made aware that it would change nothing but add to the complicated matter. Agnia closed her eyes for a moment, dampening her irritation. Yes, while he can he must be patient and understand, right?

However, with Akmal who could not be spoken to Agnia chose to give up. Let's just see where the man can silence his wife. As long as he can he will not protest, even though for him like to climb a high mountain until his chest is full of stuffy.

Akmal was already closed in bed when Agnia returned to the room, like deliberately avoiding chatter and anything between them.

If it is appropriate, then it is better between them to separate the rooms. It would be better for Akmal, for him, for Agnia. Because Akmal with his attitude managed to make himself feel like a stranger who became a burden and unwanted, survived.

Also how Akmal did not budge and kept his eyes closed upon his arrival, Agnia considered it as an excuse for him to talk. Agnia sighed softly, looking at Akmal's handsome face whose brows were slightly uncomfortably linked.

Before long, Agnia decided to go to the bathroom to prepare for sleep. Funny thing is, just now she entered the bathroom, the sound of the closed room door was clearly heard. Agnia blinked, digesting how Akmal's attitude was getting outrageous to her. Even if I didn't want a room with him, Akmal should have just come out when he was there.

Agnia snorted softly when she found the room empty, look at how Akmal deliberately made her heart empty. The feeling was chaotic, feeling that he was already so annoying to Akmal.

Tega once, after knowing he had difficulty sleeping unaccompanied. The man went somewhere, without telling him or just giving him comfort. How strange, that guy folds shitty times. It was in complete contrast to his usual gentle and understanding attitude.

Feelings can be hurt, attitudes can be so outrageous. But Agnia still could not deny if she could not be far from the man who was very annoying. Until the man's pillow became the only calming thing that he could make a friend to sleep.

Hours passed, although it was difficult that Agnia could fall asleep by taking over Akmal's pillow. To shortly wake up and check on the man, who unfortunately did not come until the hour before dawn. Every time I open my eyes, Akmal hasn't come back.

The man was distraught, but was reluctant to share his disobedience. He was angry but would not hear any explanation. Agnia sighed, glancing at Akmal from the steps. The man sat on the sofa, with his eyes glued to the television. In front of him a cup of coffee was served, as well as some snacks.

Agnia decided to go back to her room, not intending to approach the angry Akmal. Even if the man apologized and said his complaint, Agnia would not be that easy to ask him back to talk. What is he? Is he so disgusting he doesn't want to room with her? Or does she commit Nusyuz or disobedience to her husband until Akmal has the right to ignore her?

After dawn, Akmal returned to the room at last. Hurry up to get a towel to the bathroom. Agnia did not want to lose to ignore Akmal, no matter as long as any silence between them would happen later.

No waiting, soon morning prayers alone. He wanted to hurry, there was more homework he had to do than let himself feel even more miserable in front of his husband.

...

Cold ambushed once the windows were opened, fresh air came in replacing the stuffy air trapped overnight. And with the change of air, Agnia hope that the stuffy that happens because Akmal attitude also changes. Who lives in a house without warmth?

Agnia removed the laundry from the washing machine first, bringing a basket of laundry clothes to the back of the house for her to dry. The sky was still dark back then, but Agnia chose to do the easy work first. Finished with the laundry, there are dirty dishes in the kitchen that he pointed out.

The whole table is wiped clean, the whole house is tidied up like the original arrangement, the floor is swept also meticulously dipel.

At that time Akbar came, immediately dropped his buttocks on the sofa. No matter if you step on the floor that just dipel the brother. "Why is there no congregation, why?" tanyanya, looked at Agnia who was still continuing her work.

"That?"

"Yes. Wh why? Can't believe?"

"Bak can't ya, hide something from me. So better tell me if there's a problem."

Agnia sighed, looking at Akbar uninspired. "She's sick, she's sick. I don't think he slept all night."

"Why?"

"Tell yourself! Where do you know.."

Akbar knows Agnia the most, he can see what her brother is hiding. The woman doesn't usually use the word 'like except for something she doesn't know. Whereas naturally Agnia and Akmal are a new couple full of warmth, togetherness and tend to be bucin.

Akbar sighed, looking at Agnia long ago. "Mbak.." call him. "What's wrong?"

"Hem?"

"What's wrong?" rework Akbar

"There's nothing."

"Don't lie!"

Agnia sighed, in fact, she could not keep her feelings alone. And Akbar gave him an ear to listen. "Not a big problem, Akmal was angry because Mbak came home ushered Adi." explained Agnia later, spontaneously causing a squeak on his sister's forehead.

"Adi's? How can?" ask Akbar. "It's not just Akmal, but I can be angry too.he might be worried, I wouldn't be happy with that either."

"The problem.." Agnia sighed softly. "It's complicated, Ma'am not given a chance to explain anything. Akbar... You know Ma'am right? Besides he doesn't just seem to be mad about it, he's not usually a gini."

"Other questions I don't understand, but how can you? How can you be willing to go with that guy's car? Isn't that hard?"

Agnia. "There's a friend of Akmal's, Ma'am doesn't know who he is. But he was very disturbing, this afternoon he came and insisted on giving a ride. Ma'am didn't have a choice, I'm afraid of that guy.."

"Who is he?"

"His name is Govin, he is Akmal. As for who he is, you better ask Akmal. I don't know anything but the feeling of Mbak telling me he's worse than Adi."

If Adi loves him despite choosing the wrong path by playing behind him, then Govin is so mysterious that he does not know what his presence means. Even the young man took a picture of him with Adi and sent the photo to Akmal.

What more purpose if not to create a rift and create a rumble of trust between them? Agnia was not in the least mind with that.

Akbar nodded in understanding, knowing exactly what Agnia's fear of foreigners was. After all, it would be inappropriate for Agnia to be quiet when approached by another man, Akbar agreed to this. "I understand, but. That's why don't you call me? I must have come by then."

"When?" Agnia looked at Akbar in disbelief, feeling not understood at all. "He dared to decetin, Ma'am. Akbar... So you think Mbak will have time to contact one of you? Why don't you guys understand, if Mbak's seconds are so scared.."