Want a Life of Heaven

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...♡♡Thank you to those who are always ready to be your shield....

...Love those who are destined to be part of your life...

...Resolutely protect those who also protect yourself...

...Wholehearted♡♡...

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Two men in casual suits stepped next to each other. The steps are relaxed but sure. That's Ardi and Fiki. The two exchanged conversations as they entered the campus area.

"Well, by the way, who wants Ar. I think we should choose one of us." said Fiki, a man with brown skin and thin mustache.

The other Ardi, the tallest man in the group, sniffed. Reluctant to agree and have no other ideas to refute.

"We ask Akbar." He said as he looked at the figure of Akbar sitting alone on the stairs.

Smiles rose on the lips of both, when Akbar was completely unaware of their presence which even now stood a few inches away from Akbar.

"Assynogaic"

Akbar blinked, looking over for a moment. "Waalaikumsalam" he replied, looking straight back. Fiki and Ardi.

"Why antum?" Ask Ardi, allowing his glasses. "It's not usually you."

"If she's like her, Asthma's rejected huh?!" Chirp Fiki while sitting next to Akbar. Who instantly gained a sharp gaze from Akbar. "Kidding Boss."

"Asma you bring it." Akbar snorted in annoyance, but then sighed. "What about the study?" Akbar asked later, diverting the question before Fiki disturbed him about Asthma.

Fiki nodded towards Ardi. Because Akbar asked first the question they wanted to ask earlier. "Dead-off." Brief Fiki. "Budget is a problem" Ardi added, sounding disappointed.

"What about antum? What consumption should we consider?"

"Kalo can. Unfortunately the business of consumption and funds, has been taken care of Rahma. Kaivan said, just yesterday the money was handed over to the usual caterer." Akbar explained.

Breathing out of Ardi's mouth. "There is no way out, except..." Ardi. "We're looking for a speaker who's not focused on the budget."

There was no reaction from either Fiki or Akbar, which meant they were still at a loss to agree. Slowly for a moment, only the crowded voice of some other students who passed by could be heard.

"Well!" Fiki sounded confident this time, his eyes aiming at someone who was approaching towards them. "Try me to ask Akmal."

The man who was only two inches taller than Akbar walked over, his broad shoulders clearly visible even from behind.

That's Akmal. Muhammad Akmal Abdullah Sidiq, one of the most exiled students on the campus. He and Akbar also Fiki and Ardi head the MBI organization; Muamalah Based Islami. The man Akbar thought of as someone who was the topic at his dinner table this morning.

"Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikumsalam." Akbar answered, Ardi and Fiki almost simultaneously.

Ardi patted Akmal's shoulder immediately "Come also antum Mal. There's something we want to discuss"

Akmal's eyebrows shot up. "Regard?"

"Take a look this week." Tweet Fiki. Which was followed by Ardi's explanation. "It turns out Mal, the enthusiasm of mustami' is incredible. Our promotion to schools has worked." Ardi paused while justifying his glasses. "The problem is, the funds we prepare are not in accordance with the estimates. Because kepake. because of the problem ." said Ardi, deliberately pressing the word 'That'

Akmal nodded, still processing the answer he was about to say. "Where if we had a gini, would we choose one of us?"

"Gue thinks rich too." cut Fiki.

"It also if the hook we do not get another speaker, sukur sukur if there is." Akbar.

"Yes" Akmal nodded faintly, agreeing. "And if it's not wrong, aren't your two sisters also great speakers?" akmal asked, looking at Akbar.

"Yes." Yeah." Akbar hesitated. He understood the meaning of Akmal's question.

"Why not ask one of them? Who knew they had free time on that date."

"Can. I try" Akbar nodded, the only one who thought at that moment was Agni. Hafidz? his elder brother would definitely make trouble with him first even if then would agree.

"That's why the problem was solved. Stay waiting for an answer from his brother Akbar." said Fiki relieved.

"You can get notified as soon as possible. Still looking for another speaker." Added Ardi.

Akmal nodded in agreement, as did Fiki. Akbar will still open his mouth. This is strange, he sure is not Akmal friend in front of him this is what his mother had meant earlier. But curiosity just bothered him.

"There's one more Mal. It's a little personal."

The three of them spontaneously looked at Akbar, unconsciously their eyebrows raised showing curiosity. Personal?

"Say!"

While the three were curious, Akbar for a moment hesitated. Thinking whether he should ask or he should ponder. "That's.." Akbar. "Are you planning on getting married young?" tanya Akbar was serious, but clearly sparked laughter from Fiki and Ardi. The two did not expect that such a 'private' question Akbar meant.

"Lo is already a rich guy who again pdkt same ukhti know not!" ledek Fiki interrupted his laughter.

Akbar sniffed no matter, at least the question he managed to say.

"Don't tell me you're interested in Akmal. Hii.." Fiki shuddered, looking excitedly disturbing his friend.

"Nowellie!" Akbar glares. "Istighfar lo Ki!" he said, while shaking Fiki's head. "Gue's serious too."

The person being asked smiled. "Gue has no target. If you meet your soul mate now, why not?"

"That means, you're no longer being fooled, right?" sambar Akbar, who again makes Fiki and Ardi suspicious.

"God willing! Don't tell me you're looking for a husband for Agni." Seloroh Ardi's.

"Gue's not ready."

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Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

Agnia looked up from her busyness with the laptop screen when the knock on the door sounded. "Who?"

"I"

"Oh! Akbar." Agnia looked back at her laptop screen, after recognizing her sister's voice. "Lake De!"

Chequelek

"Why do you think about mbak?" akbar asked Agnia, her voice first entered and then her body emerged from behind the door.

"Finishing the writing." Agnia briefly, without turning her head. Focus on typing it, pouring out everything that comes to your head. Comfortably sitting in a chair next to each other on the table, until not realizing that Akbar is not usually more polite to him.

Even knocking on the door? Akbar usually goes in without even being allowed.

Akbar's breathing was clear, making Agnia momentarily turn her head. Seen Akbar already laid comfortably on his neat mattress. "That's disturbing. Hey!"

"What?" asked Akbar lazily.

"Helieve your breath." replied Agnia. Looking back at her sister, it's been a while.

But being insinuated so did not make Akbar immediately say his complaint, making Agnia sigh. "What problem now?" tanyanya, you know what the intention of the arrival of the sister.

Agnia was indeed very sensitive, Akbar immediately changed his sleeping position to sit cross-legged for the sake of the question. "I have a problem mbak."

"Yes what?" Agnia clucked, why is this sister suddenly convoluted. He is lazy if what Akbar wants to say at this time is not important.

"Don't kink rich girl deh." said Agnia, who successfully made Akbar speechless. He wondered if he really liked to dance like a girl?

"Missy! By what? You give me five minutes"

"On the study." said Akbar soon, which Agnia thought there would still be a follow-up sentence.

"Continue?" ask Agnia, "which is obviously dong if it is or the story is! Vivid!" gompas Agnia.

"So he said don't be kink." Akbar said relax.

Agnia looked at Akbar in anxiety. That's not how the deck works! Thus translated from the gaze of Agnia. "Accad!"

Enough with a small warning from Agnia accompanied by a plot was enough to make Akbar grin. "Sorry mbak. Kidding"

Agnia sniffed, Akbar just came to interrupt. Her thought. "So what's the problem?" ask Agnia again. Now back to his laptop screen. This time to save all the writing. As long as there is Akbar his work will not be fast. He just had to solve Akbar's problem as soon as possible so that the diversion would leave immediately.

"About Ma'am could not be the speaker of this week's study?"

"Well?!" Agnia frowning. Turning his body, facing Akbar. "Why Mother?"

"Budgets."

"Budget?" Agnia chuckles. "Your organization is bankrupt or the funds are not shaky?"

"Everything is safe. Just one of our members was involved in an accident during socialization. He has to take responsibility, and the organization pays" Akbar explained.

A vague nod to Agnia. He was also active in organizing first, both at school and campus. He understood that could happen. "Can."

"Well?!" Akbar was a little in disbelief, so easy as asking about Agnia's ability? Tau this should have been from the beginning he ran on Agnia rather than turning around dizzy thinking about the budget.

"Yes. Set aja. But please leave! You're busy." said Agnia casually.

"real Mommy? I'm telling you about my temen, right?"

"really. There go."

Akbar became carefree. "Thank you mbak. It's the best!"

Agnia shook her head in astonishment, glancing at the wall clock. For a few minutes Akbar wasted his precious time. It's eight o'clock by now.

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Akbar stretched his body on the bed. Now the speaker's problem is finished, relieved once he feels. The agenda will go as usual thanks to Agnia's readiness. Can't express his heart now. It is true, that being wholeheartedly built up, must have sucked up a soulful energy.

But for sure, something built wholeheartedly will not always be easy and successful. Until the success after the difficulty was so intoxicating. His happiness filled his whole heart and soul.

There was one thing still hanging in his mind. He was still worried that Akmal meant that his mother was the same Akmal that he knew. It was not that he saw Akmal was not good, just that everything about Agnia made him always considerate.

Whoever it is, who becomes Agnia's companion later.he only wishes someone the best. That's it. But if it's a man his age, he's also worried.

Akbar shook his head, freeing his mind from thinking about what he was afraid of, now he must focus on the study before his eyes that had made him so worried and wanted to end it. now it has changed into a new spirit.

Some do not realize that the extraordinary way of life for Agni will occur after the study began. Whether he or Agni likes it or not, the fate that should happen will find its way.

Wait, the first meeting will happen. If Akmal is meant by Khopipah is the same as Akmal who is a friend of Akbar, then it could be that the meeting Akmal and Agni will create their own memories

July 13, 2022