Want a Life of Heaven

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That's how everything improved, the most disturbing problem in Akmal's heart ended so quickly unexpectedly. No one knows, if Govin was filled not only because of the words Agnia but also because of her meeting with the late mother Ulya. Much of what he knew, much of what he had heard about Akmal despite not asking.

The middle-aged woman who now had no one with a smile without burden told Akmal kindness. Big things he ignored, that Akmal was as bad as it was in the last few years. It turned out that he was too emotionally burned when he saw Akmal with his new life, as if he deserved to be angry.

Govin let out a long sigh, still sitting for a while in the cafe after Akmal left. From today he decided to stop remembering Ulya, just as Akmal had to start a new chapter. Although it looks difficult but time will certainly also heal the wound.

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There are still many obstacles to life that will be encountered later, what else about the household that unites two heads with different contents. But as long as we are together, giving everything to the powerful, there should be nothing to worry about.

Agnia was so proud of her decision to accept Akmal, no regrets and no complaints. Akmal is perfect to be someone he loves. The man became a healer, and the only outpouring of love he had. Even Agnia could feel the love and sacrifice of her husband, who always tried to give her best to please her.

What was once neglected is now being noticed. Agnia again continued her writing, also returning to teaching with perfect dedication. The orphanage children also came back cheerful with his infinite presence of time, all back to square one. Losing makes him feel slapped for the better, and fixes everything that was neglected.

Because life is not always about being happy, it is often about doing your best but not succeeding, making mistakes to be reprimanded and corrected, and making mistakes, also about small obstacles to large obstacles that the chest area must face.

Agnia understood those difficulties since she was very heartbroken, until today when she was with someone extraordinary, she felt perfect and wholeheartedly appreciated that happiness. Even the sadness that alternates on this day does not make him panic and dark eyes to feel hopeless.

Because wisdom is in every process of life, the winding journey does not only save happiness at the end, but also holds a valuable message that becomes provision throughout the winding journey. It will come to an end in the land of the Hereafter, all of which will go there.

It is about the promise of a heavenly life, which will have confirmed the pledge in marriage. It is about the struggle, between two people who share each other until his heaven.

The next six months passed by Agnia and Akmal with days like a durable newlywed, both busy with taking care of everything that might be neglected when awarded a baby again. Akmal helped Agnia write her first book, also accompanying its release. Until Agnia included her husband's name in the last sheet of biodata and proudly called Akmal her husband. So did Agnia, helping Akmal compose her script and accompanying her husband to receive his bachelor's degree.

Until when the discussion about children is no longer discussed, when everything is accustomed to simple activities as generally married couples, Agnia again does not get menstruation. Just two days after Akmal's graduation, Agnia ventured to confirm her prejudice. Decided to check without anyone knowing, because his fear was still left.

But Allah is all-good, shaking his heart when two lines of positive signs of pregnancy are plastered in front of his eyes. Agnia cries haru in Akmal's arms. Allah is all-good to give so quickly, when they secretly expect the presence of a baby.

Both can not deny if they also want to immediately have a baby, Agnia happy but also bitter when two months ago Puspa gave birth. Remembering the fetus that fell and did not have time to give birth, should have been born shortly from a beautiful baby owned by his brother. What else when he saw Silmi who also gave birth to a beautiful daughter anyway, his heart whispered desire and did not hesitate to invite Akmal to immediately have a baby back.

Daughters fill the Hafidz family, while Agnia is still struggling to heal and is mentally and physically ready to have children. For God will give when he is ready, will take away when he does not see readiness. But now that everything was answered, Agnia could only pray for good in her current pregnancy.

Beautiful months, Agnia is not fussy in her pregnancy. Akmal also did not limit his wife to teach, because the pregnancy was well monitored. They also learned from previous events that being kept as tight as possible is not necessarily God's permission to succeed. Both try not to be excessive.

The more beautiful the nights, Agnia felt herself while Akmal saw firsthand how the originally flat stomach grew each month. Even Akmal never tired of listening to the beautiful verses of the Qur'an before going to sleep, also stroking his wife's stomach while talking to his future children.

This is what is meant by readiness, Akmal is no longer fussed about college until he can be especially concerned with the pregnancy of his wife. See firsthand how the baby in the stomach of the wife responds to his speech, kicking in the age of pregnancy is getting older. Immeasurable. Akmal lack of sleep time can be useful once the pregnancy of the wife is enlarged. At times Agnia felt amused in her stomach until unconsciously unable to scratch her stomach and thighs, Akmal who could not sleep just by waiting for a kick from the stomach of Agnia quickly helped.

"Don't scratch, dear.." remember Akmal, giving a gentle elusan instead.

Very fast indeed, even when Agnia began to approach the birth-day and suddenly big, Akmal was heartened to help his wife to the bathroom to replace clothes.

Not a sick person, but pregnant women in fact is that bad. It takes the closest people to take care of themselves. Akmal repeatedly said that his wife did not worry and did not feel guilty, because all women must have been in this position.

Also with the alertness, Akmal immediately took his wife to the hospital as midnight contractions felt Agnia more frequent.

Sweat fell, Agnia's face pale ashen as the occasional contraction came. And Akmal? just being able to give her hand a grip gave her strength. At that time Akmal saw for himself how difficult and full of risks the struggle of a mother giving birth to her child, wholeheartedly amazed and filled. Can not express how sad he remembered the same sacrifice that must have been made by the Mother. Especially now it feels like hugging the wife and saying millions of thanks for being willing to bother to give birth to the fruit of their love.

Until finally the normal birth process gives them a beautiful baby girl, the sound of baby crying breaks down in the entire room. Akmal who was also tense rubbed his sweat and changed to rub the face of Agnia then gave an old kiss an immeasurable sign of gratitude.

Akmal shook his eyes at the tiny baby he still didn't carry. Amazing, I can hardly believe this is happening fast. He has become a father at his age. Retno was also so happy, crying haru in Akmal's arms. Soon came after being told of the birth of his first grandchild, and could not bear the tears.

Don't ask about Akbar and his extended family, they are just as happy that Akbar is happy to have a niece.

Agnia smiled slightly looking at that, no less happy. That his son was so eager and grateful for his presence. Extraordinary gratitude poked in his heart.

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Agnia was swinging her baby in a sling, finished giving breast milk. Slowly put the baby back to sleep next to her. Akmal sighed in the doorway, walked over with his shady smile, sitting on the lip of the bed. He saw his baby and turned to his wife. Once again an amazing feeling struck his heart, his simple smile rose.

"Why?" agnia asked with a small laugh, still blushing with Akmal's gaze.

Akmal maintained his smile, taking Agnia's hand into his grasp. Slipping the hand was affectionate, while his eyes could not be separated from Agnia's two beautiful eyes. "I'm still amazed.we're up to this point, with our beautiful baby Mba born."

"Hem.." Agnia nodded, still listening while smiling. Happy in her heart every time Akmal said a sweet thing, it felt like her mood was getting better every time her husband showed his concern and affection.

"And there's nothing I haven't said since I got back from the hospital."

"What?"

"Thank you."

"Because you've given birth to a beautiful child?"

"Gee! That's my dialogue, tanya.."

Agnia chuckles. "Okay.. Thanks for what, baby?"

"Thank you for taking care of me, giving me a cute baby, and thank you for being strong and patient every day."

"Ehh.." Agnia nodded. "So strong and patient, I agree. But. give a baby? Did I do it myself?" tanyanya chuckled, laughing at her own words.

"My work is there, but not as much as Mommy."

Agnia smiled back, staring strangely.

"I'm serious.."

"I don't look serious?"

"Indeed. Why is that smile?!"

"No, I'm confused. Is this a sincere greeting, or. because the doctor's advice is that you please me during this breast feeding?"

Akmal sighed, looking down at his wife's face, who was now smiling broadly. He deliberately asked her to joke like that. "I'm serious, not because I want to be given ASI" he replied flatly, returning to his ignorant mode.

"Lt!" like a guess, Agnia turned widening her eyes. Surprised, not expecting such an answer to come out of her husband's mouth. Directing the pinch to Akmal's stomach.