Want a Life of Heaven

23

Akbar's bright face is now back, it turns out that Agnia's speech managed to make her fret marginalized. There is no burden that requires him to go early or later to campus from today. As if already know what to say when meeting Akmal later.

If you think with his clear sense, funny also how he fiery warned Akmal when his friend never talked about matchmaking or expressed his readiness to marry Agnia.

Khopipah had been able to guess that since last night, and the evidence at the dinner table this morning Akbar did not frown like two days before.

"Happy, I guess.."

Akbar looked up, momentarily confused as to why his mother had said that sentence. Unknowingly his chewing stopped for a moment. "No, it's normal" he said, then returned to chewing.

"What's wrong, Mom?" asked Akbar again, after a while still thinking. "My face is weird?“

Khopipah who came back from the kitchen shook his head. "No. Different, two days yesterday the luggage was tense." he replied, as his hands did not quietly pour water into the glass belonging to Akbar.

"Oh!" Akbar nodded in understanding, it turned out that way. Almost stupidly he thought his mother had the ability to read the minds of others, because he had been trying hard yesterday to hide his immunity from both parents.

***

Now Akmal, who was predicted to be Agnia's future husband with definite steps rushed to the MBI room. There is something he should discuss there, about the arrangement of the study event tomorrow.

Yes, that day will come at last.

Arrive later because you have to go first to deliver very mother, making Akmal arrive at the campus when the place to study is already crowded, strange as it seems, those who used to arrive early are now astonished themselves.

"Assynoltomodel.."

"Walaikumsalam.." right what Akmal thought, the room was already crowded as it turned out, seen from the number of shoes lined up on the shelves that were already available.

"Dateng also." said Fiki. signifying the man who just arrived this has indeed been awaited.

"Yes, sorry.. There's a little business."

"No problem, where's the rundown?" ask Ardi.

Now the paper moved into Ardi's hands, for a moment the man with glasses looked at the paper containing sessions that Akmal had arranged.

"Udah, just love Asthma" said Ardi satisfied, feeling the rundown of the event as expected. "Accbar? Here's a.."

Who would have thought, Akmal who rushed his own scene to not realize the existence of Akbar in the room. One thing went wrong in his mind, was Akbar not upset with him anymore? Not without reason, which he knows from Fiki, Akbar is very difficult to guess so sometimes will not want to meet with people who spark their emotions.

"Okay.." Akbar grabbed the paper. before long rose "Gue is leaving now.." he said, grabbing the bag to his shoulder. For a moment his steps seemed doubtful, then looked at Akmal. "Can you come with me?“ tanyakanya. " There's something I want to ask you."

Hearing that, Fiki who had been silent since just now was immediately excited to follow.The warning gaze from Ardi was clearly even mempan, his kepo instincts became-so.

Akbar sighed softly, for a moment thinking what he should say. "Sorry, Mall. My talk yesterday was not pantes." said Akbar, without staring at the interlocutor next to him.

Akmal nodded slowly, whether it was seen or not by Akbar.

"But that does not mean.I agree yes the same thought of my parents.." Akbar's warning again now with a higher tone, as if forgetting the request maapnya just now. "Mbak Agni may not want to marry a guy who is as old as me.." just imagine Akbar amused himself.

"I know." said Akmal, nodding.it is also what must be on Agnia's mind at this time. But not in his mind, he was already interested, how else,?

"I'm the yeast it turns out.." jolly Fiki, with a rancid smile.spontaneously retorted by a sharp spotlight by Akbar.

"Lo nguping?"

"Chills.. Akmal is ordinary."

"Don't tell anyone this." Akbar warned. "Awas if it spread. lo.." really Akbar vowed not to if his sister-in-law would be his own friend.

"Yes." cut Fiki firmly, already know the whole story of Ardi so he is not so interested. Surprised also himself why Akbar was in the fog himself while his brother, Agnia was ordinary.

***

That's why Agnia again offers herself as a babysitter, as long as there is no activity, keeping Zain is the best job for her.

Puspa must be happy despite the fact that he does not have a schedule to the hospital today.especially Asri has not yet entered work, it seems there is indeed a very urgent business.

"Yes!" Zain ran as Agnia emerged from behind the door. Making Agnia spontaneously crouch welcomes that one-of-a-kind hug.

"Oh! Slowly.." agnia remembered, chuckling, got a sudden hug Zain. Almost his body fell backwards, if not held in one hand

A smile was echoed by Puspa at the time. The arrival of Agnia was indeed awaited, especially Zain could not be silent when told. His mind was already floating hoping that his tantric would take him to the playground like last time.

"Pinter's son.." Agnia kissed the gauntlet of Zain's cheeks in turn. "Next play it.."

Zain nodded, again reaching for his toy that had been scattered from before Agnia arrived.

Once again Puspa smiled, gesturing if his head seemed to be breaking to handle Zain.

"Now Mama knows, right? that's what every time Maak Asri feels." said Agnia, teasing Puspa while sitting at the soup. Trying to remind his sister-in-law who always easily nagged Asri.

Puspa sighed, nodded. "Yes, that's how it is.."

"But it seems you have to recruit a new baby sitter.."

"Why?"

"Asri is busy, has her own family.kasian she.mbak likes to feel guilty if her husband sampa. ngomelin him."

Agnia nodded in agreement, "But don't let her stop, Ma'am. If you give money without work, he will not accept it.. Appreciate his services"

"That's it?" Puspa.

"What else Zain is comfortable with is Asri added an assistant.." suggested Agnia.

"Okay.. mbak thinkin first" he said. fretting actually, means he will add another list of monthly expenses.

Agnia shook her head in surprise, knowing that the consideration Puspa meant was money. His sister-in-law is indeed very economical even though the income alone is large enough to meet the needs of the family.

"Aunty.." call Zain without turning his head.

"What's Zain?"

Zain looked over this time, smiling. "You're playing the slide again"

Agnia nodded, no objection. "Can.."

"Don't want to be at home." said Zain, which he meant the playground they had visited.

"At home." cut Puspa. "Kan Zain also has his own garden."

"No exciting! there's no cement." Zain complained, his lips were perfect.

Puspa snorted, staring at Agnia as if throwing a mistake. "seen? that's the result if you're too desperate for him."

Agnia indicated, but it was her fault.it was just that Puspa had unknowingly just repeated his nagging habit.

What if Zain is addicted? Agnia sighed softly, now it was her job to be able to persuade Zain who was as stubborn as Hafidz, her father.