Want a Life of Heaven

26 Love of cats

Stupid indeed,

Sometimes the heart can be so stupid as to like what we don't like,

It's also stupid not to know who really likes us.

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Agnia immediately paid her way home after finishing with her part. I don't want to wait until the show is over. Still have other business that he wants to pursue actually. Skipping the quiz led by Asma and Akbar.

Seeing Agnia's departure, Asma immediately stepped off the stage. Take a parcel from Qori's hand. Then ran after Agnia who was already several steps ahead.

"Mbak, sorry.."

Agnia looked over, then smiled. Waiting for Asthma to approach. "Yes?"

Asthma smiled awkwardly, hesitatingly wanting to speak.

"This, Ma'am.. Please accept.." said Asma, thrusting the parcel as loud as her speech.

Agnia's eyes pointed at an envelope tucked between the snacks, Agnia smiled again. Shakes slowly.

"Not to.."

"But.. Ma'am, we're not good.."

"No need." insisted Agnia. "Can participate in this event, I'm enough."

Asthma smiled, confused actually.

No more words from Asthma, Agnia decided to continue her steps. "Assynoltomodel.."

"Vaalaikumsalam.. Trollfulah.."

The answer to Asma's greeting seemed to hang, stupid he. Asma cursed herself after Agnia left, Recalling again her words, timidly if there was anything wrong with her manner of delivery.

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"Mother Agni.."

Agnia turned her head back as the second call again stopped her steps, hearing a voice that felt familiar but not familiar.

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"I'll drive you home, Mommy?" tawar Akmal, making Agnia a little astonished. I don't know, he who had been familiar with his sister's friends, now feels otherwise awkward extraordinary. He wondered if Akmal had any interest in him? Agnia shook her head, throwing her thoughts away.

Agnia pulled her lips thin, not wanting to be too you. Re-positioning himself as the older brother of his friends Akbar.

"Not to."

"This.. My request, Ma'am..."

"Ehh.." Agnia thought for a moment, when Akmal's reply sounded very confident in her ears. Making him now weigh, how should he refuse Akmal's offer?

"Em." Before long, a vibe from his phone made him unusually relieved, a call from Hafidz. It was guessing that her brother would be like fresh water helping her in a precarious situation.

"Awhile.."

Akmal nodded, allowing the woman who became his future wife time to receive the call. He was amused himself as his heart confidently dared to name Agnia as his future wife. Very brave, indeed..

"Yes, I'm ahead now, Mas.."

Akmal, who was worried about his desire to drive Agnia, was made to understand immediately by the woman's speech to his interlocutor on his mobile phone.

Without giving an apology or just pleasantries, Agnia immediately paid her respects. Makes Akmal aware that he is nothing and nobody in Agnia's eyes. "Emh.. I go first." said Agnia later.

Helaan breath escaped from his mouth just like that, Akmal can what but nod? You idiot! He is no one to be disappointed. Thus, adult women these days are indeed troubling. Yeah, unsettling her mind.

Akmal ruffled his hair slowly, subconsciously if another pair of eyes from afar noticed.

Asthma, now much more disappointed, lamented her own circumstances. He who heard Fiki tease Akbar and call Akmal as his brother-in-law is now a hundred percent understood.that is why, and again it is a sign that he will never have a chance.

"His friend Lady Agnia." murmured Asthma, sniffing softly. "I can what?"

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Eating together was held after the completion of the study, as a sign of gratitude is also a liberator of hearts from the burden that has been troubling their hearts lately.

Three prison tables a satay shop full of the presence of these students, one table occupied by Asma and friends, the other two tables occupied by menjaka. Some did not come, chose to go home.

Fiki served the dish with pride, as an employee at the store he was happy because he managed to persuade his friends to eat there for the first time.

Akmal sniffed slowly, smiling. No problem, he was used to the strangeness of his friends.

Staring disappointed was Asma, looking at Akmal from afar. His heart ached, recalling how Akmal had looked at Agnia. It was so different from the way Akmal looked at him.

That look, was a gaze that could not be translated ordinary. A look that Akmal never looked at any woman except Agnia. A look he feels is an expression of interest, or perhaps more than that.

"Aspie! Why?" akbar asked, returning Asthma to reality. That's how it is in Akmal's eyes.

Asthma shook her head, smiling. Funny thing is, he did not realize, if Akbar also had a different look for him among other women. Stupid indeed, sometimes the heart can be as stupid as it is to like those who do not like us, also stupid because they do not recognize who actually likes us.

Qori even made his astonishment, look even Akbar prefers to sit face to face with Asthma from so many chairs. The love of these cats really makes everything inexhaustible.

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"It's lucky.. Mas came at the right time." said Agnia, while her eyes did not switch from the phone screen.

Hafidz raised his left eyebrow, "Why?"

Agnia lifted her head from the mobile phone, turning to stare at the streets.

"You are not, I may have to go home with the boy." replied Agnia in a tone full of relief.

"Accupy..?" ask Hafidz, make sure. Because Agnia never used the term for their youngest sister.

"No, that's it.." Akmal means, Agnia to be lazy to say her name.

"Oh!" Hafidz immediately understood, but his forehead frowned at the hose for a few seconds. "You don't have to pick up dong, just now.."

What's?! Hearing his eldest sister's answer, Agnia was made to not blink. Why is everyone supporting that boy? thought Agnia.

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"Lohs?! How to go home by yourself?" asked Puspa who welcomed her husband's arrival with Zain in his lap. His eyes were looking out, looking for someone.

"There's still a meeting, he said..."

Puspa. He stepped back to follow the husband into his father-in-law's house.

It's okay, the sign today's special lunch failed. The big family failed to get together again.

"We ate first, huh? I've laper.." yank Hafidz, tease his wife.

Puspa chuckled, then glared. Reminds them that they are at her husband's parents' house. Hafidz nodded afterwards.

"Awhile, yeah... I call mother first." said Puspa, while sitting his son in the chair.

Zain was fad with his hands, holding everything. While Hafidz was daydreaming, he fretted back, considering Agnia who said she did not want to be betrothed to Akmal on the grounds of age. Even Agnia said that without hesitation, she was completely unwilling.

"Our age is only three years adrift, Mas. But Akmal, that boy.. Akbar's Age.. How can I.." said Agnia hanging, momentarily silent and sighing. "I can't respect a man I consider a sister. "

"Your sister hasn't come home yet?" tanya Khopipah Ilembut just came down from his room. Make Hafidz daydreams scatter instantly.

"Agnia still has business, if Akbar I don't know." replied Hafidz, sniffing his shoulders at the end of his speech.

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"Oh yes, Mom.. About Agnia and Akmal, do you think it will work?"

Khopipah nodded confidently, not knowing if Agnia's strength showed rejection.

"God willing.."

"Well if Agnia insists on not wanting to?" ask Hafidz again. Makes her mother smile.

"We're making him unable to resist this match."

The sentence from Khopipah's mouth made Hafidz shivering, not imagined if the drama of forced marriage occurred. Although Agnia is now better, she who originally agreed is now so afraid after hearing the rejection directly from her sister.

"No, your sister will not marry." added Khopipah, disperse the bad daydreams of Hafidz.

Hafidz nodded, yes, he fully agreed to this one.