Want a Life of Heaven

194.

Not long since falling asleep into a dream, Agnia woke up so touched by the incoming glare because of the curtains that swayed due to the wind. As soon as he could not find Akmal nearby, he immediately stepped out of the room while hooded in a towel.

Mbak Nur was back and forth on the sofa, the kitchen as Agnia was seen coming down the stairs. Directly exclaim with excitement, while running up the stairs. "Agni, wait! Don't go down, ma'am that's there."

Agnia smiled briefly looking at that, only asking after the middle-aged woman was already standing right before her. "See my husband isn't, Ma'am?"

"Oh, husband.." Mbak Nur did not immediately reply, smiling seductively while nudging Agnia's shoulder. "Your husband is gone, going to Mother's house, she said."

"Oh.." Agnia nodded. "Old old?"

"Udah, I guess.." replied Mbak Nur not so sure, momentarily guessing the time from him asserting Akmal's request until he was busy cooking in the kitchen. "It's also coming home soon, because it was said not long" explained Mbak Nur, who then giggled himself after saying the answer. Staring at Agnia gagas. "Well, huh?"

"Ehh.." Agnia nodded, smiling back. No denying, anyway who else he will look for when his eyes open from sleep.

"The funny thing is that one of you woke up straight away, the other one could not leave before making sure you were in the right hands" said Mbak Nur, while patting his own shoulders. "Oiya, how? Sleep sound?"

"Hem.."

"good. Well. mbak no manikin herbal drink, from jage. plus. there are boiled eggs. Want to eat?"

"Can, where?"

The two sat at the dinner table together, enjoying a ginger drink with boiled eggs. Agnia initially thought it was not suitable, but after being enjoyed it was delicious. Precisely greedy, more hungry actually.

"Well, your husband." said Mbak Nur to Agnia, when he heard the roar of a motorbike that did not necessarily belong to whom from the yard.

Agnia smiled, showing no enthusiasm. Until finally the man entered and approached the dining table, immediately approached and gave a kiss on the top of his head. Mbak Nur until a thin snort, look at it. "Polite, romantic so in front of mothers who no longer have a husband." she joked.

Akmal smiled widely, not responding with a speech. Turning to look soft Agnia. "Eat what?"

Mbak Nur snorted softly at the question, first envious of the gentleness of Akmal was also astonished by the question that was actually the real answer.

"Boiled eggs. Wanna?"

Akmal immediately shook his head while sitting his butt in the chair next to his wife. His face showed an unfeeling expression. "Now, ma'am.."

"Mister?!" Mbak Nur exclaimed in shock, staring at Akmal and Agnia alternately. "You guys.." the words came out of the mouths of the post-momens, now his gaze changed in wonder. "Bak understand in your relationship is indeed you are younger" he told Akmal. "But shouldn't you call Agnia that? It was too formal, and it sounded like Akbar was calling his brother."

"Ehh.." Akmal turned his head to Agnia, pretending to think for a brief moment of a small smile. Actually about this simple thing, they have already discussed it. "Doubt I call that? Or.. want another call?"

Agnia shook her head quickly. "No need, which was originally the coolest." he said, then turned to Mbak Nur. "Don't get me wrong, Ma'am. It's funny anyway.." she turned to Akmal. "Try it.."

Mbak Nur finally could only shake his head in amazement, paying attention to the two people who were like pubescent teenagers dating it.

Happiness does not always come after difficulties, sometimes other difficulties must be faced consciously and though full of crying. To ask yourself later, what happiness will be obtained after this sadness?

Akbar who came, brought the scariest news that Agnia was most reluctant to hear. Agnia's smile instantly disappeared, her heart racing indeterminately as the news was spoken from her sister's mouth. This was the worst news she had heard after her miscarriage. The tub was slapped after being overwritten by a heavy load, which made it more stuffy after trying as hard as possible after the loss felt.

"Critical granny, Ma'am.. Mother, father, I, same Mas Hafidz today also went to the Lake."

Agnia did not budge after Akbar gave her, still digesting what happened. Very scared, considering the last news of the grandmother who was sickly.

Akbar. "Dad advised, Ma'am Sama Mbak Puspa do not have to come. Whatever happens later."

Agnia turned her head without saying a word, looking chaotic more than when she lost a fetus in her stomach. Boost. "No, Ma'am wants to come." he said to his sister, turning to look Akmal. "Yes?"

"But.." Akmal glanced at Akbar, he agreed not to go anywhere at this time considering the condition of the wife. Yet bewildered how to resist as Agnia looked at him expectantly. "It's not better.."

Agnia shook her head, whatever she didn't want to hear. Grasping Akmal's hand, beckoning to leave no matter what the risk.

Akmal swallowed his saliva, looking at Akbar. "Gue say again later, now I want to talk to my wife.."

Akbar nodded, as restless as the older brother felt. "Yaudah, Ma'am, I'm home."

Agnia did not budge, now looking annoyed for no reason. How could he not leave when his grandmother's condition was critical? What does everyone think if his feelings are not important, if his longing for the grandmother is also not important?

Akmal stroked Agnia's head, putting aside the child's obstructed hair on the wife's cheek. Descending caressing her jaw to Agnia's chin, advancing the face to look at her. It was five minutes after Akbar left, but Agnia did not budge.

"Wouldn't you really want to go?"

"Hem.."

"Even though I'm banned?"

Agnia was about to nod, but stopped to then shake her head slowly. Husband's permission is of course the main thing, if Akmal does that then he will just resign. Yes, he was thinking that Akmal was having sex with him.

"Bak aware of the current state of Mbak?"

"Yes" replied Agnia weakly, greatly burdened with desire as well as awareness of her condition.

Akmal sighed, why does it feel if not allowing will make his wife more depressed? Akmal clasped his hand in Agnia's hand, stroking gently. "I can't see you at least, so I let you go, but promise not to be sad, huh? You have to recover."

Agnia nodded, getting into Akmal's embrace. He is not afraid or worried about himself, only afraid if he misses his meeting with his grandmother. Although it did not change even though he came, but his heart was so eager to leave.

A wish Agnia had, as well as her entire family. All have resigned to hear the word "Critic" but no one wants to be treated to the news of grief, when all still want to meet even more than that, still want to serve. It's just that self can not precede His Destiny, surrender, patience is also the easiest way to avoid disappointment and downfall.