Want a Life of Heaven

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Agnia had just finished her writing, not completely. As Akmal said, first include the important points to be written, only when free time will elaborate on the topic into arranged paragraph paragraphs. "He said, free time can make the mind more relaxed so that it can produce more developed writing." that's a quote that Akmal used, which was immediately given a tinker Agnia disagreed. Because free time is sometimes profitable but more plunge.

But even though Agnia did not agree with that sentence, she decided to come along. After all he was already tired, hurriedly pressing the save shortcut when the last word left on his head was finished typing.

Akmal's handsome face quickly became the first diversion, Agnia did not rush to get up and put down her laptop. Instead, crawl slowly approaching her sleeping husband with a calm breath.

Akmal Agnia's black hair was short-sighted, not intending to wake the handsome man who looked asleep. Agnia smiled faintly at the calm face, if previously reluctant to be intimate, now she who just could not bear to kiss the husband's two red lips. Then smiled with satisfaction, sighing with an astonished look. "His handsome is my husband.." he muttered with an anxious smile. "But I'm confused, baby.why don't you realize, if your serious face is like this.a thousand times more handsome."

It doesn't stop there, the monologue. There were still a few vague sentences until Agnia realized her own stupidity and stopped speaking indistinctly, turning to look at the non-boring face in front of her.

The existence of a laptop is disturbing, and for the sake of continuing her worship, Agnia quickly got up to save her laptop on the table. Before long, he quickly climbed back into the bed. Get into the same blanket as her husband, and slowly erode the distance. He smiled again when the distance between his face and the face of the husband was so close, even his breath could be felt. His outstretched hand was placed on Akmal's cheek, while his eyes began to weigh after getting that calm position.

Until Akmal woke up and found his wife so close, smiling little while wrapping one hand. Approaching the body of Agnia, which is now clear without rejection when the owner is in a slumber.

...

"Congratulations.morning."

"Hem?" Agnia wriggled from her sleep, opening her eyes wide to look at the bedroom window. Once he knew he was only being lied to, he looked back at Akmal with a warning look.

Akmal smiled, the one who had been lying on the arm cushion was now approaching. No-nonsense stealing a good-morning kiss, or rather the first kiss of the day.

Agnia was of course shocked, her face was definitely showing protest. "Ehh.."

"Why? Can't you?"

"I haven't washed my face yet." complains Agnia in a raucous voice, astonished. Let her husband kiss her when her form is definitely fucked up like this.

Akmal sniffed softly, retorting launched a kiss to his wife's cheeks and forehead in a row. Making Agnia quickly pull the blanket to cover her face. "Still sleepy, watch out.."

"Hem?"

"Still sleepy, five more minutes."

"Hem?" Akmal stroked the top of Agnia's head, asking for an answer when he never got an answer. Agnia responded immediately without delay. "Hem.."

...

The sky was still the same, but the changing day always gave a different impression. Akmal took a long sigh as he walked down the street of the complex after the mosque. Two losses, but one relief. Although that sense of relief actually bore a bigger question mark.

Why is Govin so plan? One day excited, and another day lost without a trace leaves no small crumb of his madness. It was good indeed when the young man stopped bluffing, but what made it so easy to change his mind?

Akmal himself did not understand, and wanted to find out. He is still worried if this is just a diversion to the other big plans that Govin is doing.

The kernyitan on Akmal's forehead is instantly gone, as it finds Agnia returning from the back garden while carrying a basket of clothes. Not a big right, but Akmal initially thought that he would be presented with the same scenery as before going to the mosque. But Agnia turned out to be beautiful. Yeah, pretty.

Agnia sighed, stopping her steps right in front of the husband. His hands are still holding the same thing. "Why?" tanyanya, follow the pecking for a moment. Until Akmal smiles and approaches, embrace Agnia to walk side by side with her.

"It's nothing, I'm fascinated."

"But!" Agnia nudged slowly into Akmal's stomach, turning her head with a question mark. "Am I not usually like this, until now you're fascinated?"

Ow hell! Starting again, couldn't Agnia blush and be happy to hear what she said? That's a compliment and not something to be deliberately looking for. Akmal was busy thinking what answer he had to say, until he finally did not say a word.

"When I joke, you take it too seriously" said Agnia, after chuckling while looking at her husband's serious face. "Am I that scared?"

Akmal immediately shook his head. "It's not that scary, but I'm that dear. If you catch it, I can't stand it. If you're sad, I don't have to."

"Emh.I think I won that one second." concluded Agnia, watching Akmal as he spoke. "Definitely hard to handle his wife like that?"

"Hem? Yeah, a little. The rest is fun."

"No." Agnia's temperament changed instantly. "So I'm scary in your eyes? Oh, my God, baby.." Agnia stared in disbelief, then passed with her craggy face.

Akmal scrunched his forehead, confused. Whatisit? Really cranky because of his words? All of a sudden? Well, he could never understand the heart of his wife. Where a joke where seriously he does not understand.