Want a Life of Heaven

20

Agnia was sitting waiting for someone at a cafe, in front of her presented a laptop that was lit with a glass of orange juice that looked refreshing in this hot afternoon.

His eyes glued to his laptop was occasionally looking carefully type it to then press the keyboard button again.

A few seconds later a man came. Reviewing the smile when finding the figure he was looking for.

"Agnia. "greet the man. "Have you been waiting?“ tanyanya while pulling the chair she was about to sit.

Agnia shook her head.Welcoming the friendly man who was now sitting opposite her. "No, relax." replied Agnia, really don't mind.

Five minutes of waiting time he actually used to again and again check his writing which is still far from perfect.The proof is that there are wrong words he typed in this project. and his eyes never stop finding it.

"So how? Go straight to the point or.. Want a drink first?“ agnia asked, he himself still needed time to save the draft of his writing.

The tall man with exotic skin also had a thin mustache that immediately agreed. Dry had been his throat during the trip to meet this old friend of his.

Agnia immediately closed her laptop, giving her attention to this familiar-looking man. Seen from the style of talk Agnia who is comfortable just talking, different if the conversation happened with other men.

"Where do you work, Wan?“ agnia asked casually, the more closeness of these two people when Agnia did not mind opening the chat.just talk, waiting for her friend to be satisfied to suck the drink order.

"Fluent. Thank goodness.."

"So how's the story you're no longer working with Mr Toni? Not you yourself who used to cheat to go there?“

" The story is long, Agni. Just so my work is now more flexible, can while teaching too right? That's why I'm here to find you now. And.."

"And?“

"His face is more plump." The man's whisper, which instantly ignited Agnia's naughtiness.

"Yes. Rizwanese. As always."

"Yes. Realistic." insisted the man.

***

Akmal who doesn't talk much today is so moody. Listening more than speaking explains his thoughts. Just obey with whatever his friends ask without arguing. The tough and strong side of her stance seemed to disappear.

Ardi who was in the limelight immediately ended his long explanation. He told his other friends to take turns to make suggestions.

"Mal! Come along for a second.." pinta Ardi.

Akmal nodded, tailing Ardi out of the room, again without objection.

The weather was nice today, making the entire corridor feel brighter than usual. Ardi stopped at the end of the corridor, the quietest place and far from the reach of his other friend to talk.

For a moment Ardi looked at Akmal's face fixed, just like a brother who was ready to dictate dozens of mistakes his sister. Now the soul of the leader of Ardi will speak.

"Ente has any problem with Akmal?“ tanyanya direct. Unlike Fiki who immediately rectified his speech because he felt no need to know further.

"Afwan. But we need to know, Mal. You both unknowingly interfere with the interests of the organization. If you two can not solve this, try to tell ana.there must be someone who can make an effort so that Akbar is no longer angry with you."

Akmal sighed softly, hesitating to speak, but then felt the need to be said so that there was advice he could receive. "This is actually a simple problem. That's why I'm confused as to why he's so angry."

Ardi listened, his forehead shrinking.it was still waiting for Akmal's explanation.

"It's between my family and her family."

"Attent." Ardi remembered last day when Akbar asked Akmal several times about matchmaking. Ardi instantly understood the situation, staring in disbelief. “Do-not.. You're the one who's being betrothed.."

Akmal nodded at Ardi's unfinished sentence.giving a steady nod to Ardi's unusually surprised gaze.

"You know that's the problem, which means it's just simple for you, Mal. "

"It's not a simple matter for Akbar."

***

"Things ten months, huh? Fiction." asked Agnia to make sure.

"Yes. I'll call you back when something changes."

Agnia nodded, she was already preparing to go home.

Rizwan silently watched Agnia who was busy stuffing her laptop into the bag. He asked, but he considered. "Ehm..You're empty this week, aren't you?" tanyakanya.

"This week.. I have a study. Why then?“

Rizwan smiled, shaking his head. "No. I thought you might meet my students."

"Oh.. What a pity.." muttered Agnia, who was actually just a pleasantries.

"Where next time?“ ask Rizwan again. Agnia replied with a faint smile. "I don't promise. God willing.."

Hearing Agnia's insincere reply made Rizwan a little disappointed, but the smile on his face continued to maintain. Rizwan knew what Agnia's fear in men was like after that last day. Maybe even now, even though three years had passed and Agnia rearranged herself to rise.

"Oiya Agni's.. You know Alisya now in Jakarta?“

Deg

Rizwan seemed to lack understanding despite having known him for a long time. As for Alisya, why should I ask her?

Agnia shifted her gaze, trying to find anything that could shift her focus. " I don't know, Wan." she hesitated. "I don't know about him for a long time" replied Agnia.

Very difficult if Rizwan is not sensitive to the inconvenience of Agnia at this time.if he still continues to discuss Alisya then he thinks Rizwan should not be met again after this.

Agnia was not interested when offered to be escorted home by Rizwan, arguing that she would still go to see others. Luckily, Akbar called her. Asked to pick up, Akbar did not think twice and immediately slid. Some days Akbar was impressed protective to him. It's good, his sister became more obedient.

A motorbike did not come long. Akbar turned off his motorbike for a moment.

"Not long?" agnia asked when she saw that Akbar.

"Emang again on the way home earlier." replied Akbar.

"Oh!.. “

"Who do you want to see?" ask Akbar.

"There's.. Meet." replied Agnia, grabbing the helmet from her youngest sister's hand.

Akbar raised his eyebrows. "Bewe what a guy?“

Agnia swerve. “Dih.. Nanyanya.." appeared again kepo Akbar attitude.

“Jawab by mbak.."

Agnia pleaded, upset with the behavior of this sister if it was like this.

"Rizwanese. I met him." replied Agnia.

"Mode him." accuse Akbar without thinking, just spontaneously say.

"the food.. Come home.. He will come here later." said Agnia anxious. Ready to ride Akbar's iron horse.