Want a Life of Heaven

34. About falling in love.

Dare to fall in love again and again,

Because heartbreak cannot be avoided..

Even if you decide to live alone.

Let time decide, though,

Can the heart fall in love..

To someone you are used to.

After that let's bet,

Where you may not be happy.

***

"Don't fall in love.. Or you could have a heart of mine later.."

Akmal rubbed his face in a huff, Agnia's speech sounded very sincere in his ears. Pure from his heart, manifested from the pain that creates not wanting to build relationships also creates the fear of hurting.

Uh! Akmal is made mad by the girl, for the first time a woman disturbs his mind.

"Seriously very.." Fiki grinned, patting Akmal's shoulder sitting alone in the front corridor of the MBI room.

Akmal pulled the corner of his lips, smiling faintly.

"Think what? Think cewe?" ask Fiki, more heard him who asked and answered his own question.

"Don't.." Akmal certainly shook his head, even though he was now raging with worry. He does not want to admit.

Hearing Akmal's answer, Fiki thugs, disbelieves but just agrees. If it is not Akmal but Akbar, then someone next to him is finished.

"By the way.. How's the match?" asked Fiki, raising her eyebrows to tease, her attitude again appeared.

Akmal smiled back at the temptation from Fiki, circulating his gaze.

"Let's smile.."

"Gue doesn't know." Akmal said.

Pull it out of Fiki's mouth, not expecting such an answer.

"Nothing is certain." said Akmal again.

Fiki gave a look of disbelief, if Akbar and not Akmal he would have scolded him with a stupid word since. "Why do I feel you don't want this match?" Fiki raised his left eyebrow, full of questions, looking at Akmal's current face so different from yesterday's beaming.

"OKAY. I asked you for advice.. Lo.. I should try a relationship like this?"

"What do you mean by kayak gini relationship?" Fiki glaring. "Stupid isn't scary." he sis.

"That's not what I mean.. But.." Not that he didn't want to. It's just.. Akmal sighed. It's hard to explain what's going on right now. "You in my position, what attitude are you going to take?"

"What attitude?" Fiki frowned, he was unthinkable. "Lo asks the same advice the wrong person.."

"But I won't waste a chance." said Fiki later. "Yes.. We see reality, at our age.. Beautiful, love, so second. Who and how she is is important."

"What else could Agni.." Fiki pulled out her thumb, ready to count. "Good mother-to-be, perfect wife-to-be, approved offspring, and bonuses.." Fiki. "Beautiful.."

Akmal was silent, fully agreed. But he never had a problem with love. After all if it was a match, Agnia would be the first for him.

"Where may not fall in love." said Fiki, pulling down his eyebrows, teasing.

Fall in love? Yep. That's the problem, he's the only one not allowed to fall in love.

***

Akbar was busy playing his pen in the middle of the class that had only fifteen minutes started. His eyes were mischievous, instead of paying attention to the lecturer, his eyes were busy staring at Asma from behind without blinking.

Asma's serious face made a smile rise on Akbar's face, very beautiful even though only partially visible eyes nose and lips. No wonder, many men queue up trying to knock Asthma's heart. Including Akbar. And no one has been able to tear down the Asthma defense, nor has Akbar.

If only Akmal included the men, Asma would not think twice to agree even though invited to marry suddenly. Akbar was disappointed himself, remembering that.

Like feeling the call of the heart from Akbar, suddenly Asma turned his head back. Staring at Akmal with raised eyebrows, full of questions when he found Akbar's eyes fixed on him.

Akbar smiled, shook his head. Asthma grunts slowly, straightening her partner again. There was Akbar, he thought. Never aware of Akbar's loving gaze for her.

.

.

.

In a split second Akbar stepped quickly, approaching Asthma who was already several steps ahead of him. When the class finished Asthma immediately grabbed Qori's hand and walked out. Both were surprised by Akbar's behavior.

The tall man grinned, showing his teeth when the two friends looked at each other in the aftermath of their shock.

Asma and Qori looked back at each other for a moment, shocked, not usually such a question was uttered Akbar. Qori immediately understood, already sniffing if Akbar started to dare to show his attitude.

"Yes. Why emang? Any groups?"

"No.." Akbar shook his head, confused to make his point.

Qori gestured if he would go home first to Asma, when their other friend passed through the corridor.

Asthma could not forbid, just nod. Awaiting Akbar who looks to have something to say.

"I'll drive you home, will you?" akbar asked, braver when it was just the two of you.

Asthma once again scrunched her forehead, it was strange for this man. To ask that, it has to be that hard.

"Suddenly?"

"Well?!"

"Yes.. Not usually nawarin a ride.." inquire Asthma.

Ow hell! Akbar was confused, Asthma really insensitive or pretend not to understand to avoid it?

"You or not?"

Asma instead of pretending, he who considers Akbar as his best friend was real wonder. Maybe that's why he never saw the loving spotlight.

"could.. But anther until the front, from there I go home alone." replied Asma, step first. Leaving the angry Akbar alone. If so, it is common! There is no special.

***

Agnia returned to her home on foot, walking down the residential street one towards the other housing complex. Not too far away indeed. Walking while stopping by to buy snacks is his habit.

A plastic bag containing a serving of fried chicken Agnia placed on the table. Without going to his room, go straight into the kitchen. Prepared his all combat tools for eating.

"Lho! You turned out.." Khopipah appeared, his face was shocked when he heard a noise in the kitchen is now calm after what he thought was a cat or maybe worse than it was his own child.

Agnia smiled broadly, just remembering to enter the house without reading the greetings.

"Eat, Mom?" bargain Agnia, her hands open the wrap of fried chicken that she wants to make a friend of warm rice, the aroma goes out instantly.

Khopipah. "You're all.." Sitting in Agnia's chair. Arrived in the kitchen.

"Where's school? lots of new students?" ask Khopipah.

Agnia nodded, "There are two, one.."

Silent, Agnia ate her lunch menu solemnly.

"Mr.."

Agnia looked up, staring with her enlarged eyes. Ma'am, the call was rarely thrown by his mother actually. Except..

"There's a question.."

Questions? Agnia became suspicious when she would ask, there were still pleasantries. The question in question is definitely...

"What do you think of Akmal?"

It didn't take a second, Agnia almost choked when she heard Akmal's name. That is the kind of question that is addressed to him. Khopipah was astonished to see it himself, was the question scary or what?

"Why, Mom?" Agnia frowned, still feeling the remaining heat in her throat.

"You've met Akmal several times.."

Agnia gave her lips for a moment, right too. Why would he worry about just that question? Sighs..

"Good, he.. Not rich Akbar.." he meant, not the same childish. "Emh.it."

"That's all?"

Agnia nodded, what else is it?

"Don't you see he's smart, handsome, or something?"

Agnia was consistent, shaking her head again despite a moment of pretending to think.

Khopipah let out a disappointed sigh, how did Agnia become interested in Akmal?

In order to hear her mother's disappointment, Agnia raised her head again.

"It's not that easy to fall in love, ma'am. If it were easy, I wouldn't be alone right now.."

Completely happening, falling in love with him was already very unlikely. Adi was perfect for him first, where maybe he found a better one..

From Agnia's point of view, as perfect as Akmal was for her, had not been able to replace the perfection Adi had for her. If this was possible Akmal could replace the perfect figure in Agnia's heart?