Want a Life of Heaven

43. Insolent application

Not everything will hurt, though,

So why keep closing yourself?

If nothing is the same, then,

How can habits be the same.

If in doubt, why don't you take my offer,

Open your heart, I promise you my best with me.

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Akmal again invited Agnia to his school, after coming from campus. As if intentionally making it a routine. Exercise, if later it is a match. And especially today, Akmak is armed with information from Akbar.

"Gue is sure, Ms Agni is still affected by the presence of the two people." said Akbar at the end of his chat.

Those two guys? Akmal actually had no idea who Akbar meant. What was the woman who was with Agnia yesterday? Akmal recalled yesterday's events.

"So that's why?" lirih Akmal, drawing conclusions.maybe that's why Agnia pulled her hand without consideration yesterday, it could be the woman who was the reason. Though the pull of Agnia's hand yesterday made it difficult to sleep. He was caught in a sweet trap set by his parents.

Akmal's guess is proven, when he arrived at the PAUD school, the woman yesterday who took a child approached him. The same woman.

Akmal who was aware of it, immediately stood up. Rise up from the long bench of a stall. Spontaneously, he thought the woman was going shopping. Be awake if he gets in the way.

The woman was facing towards him. Akmal momentarily concluded in his heart.

"Sorry.. If I can tell, what relationship you have.. With Agnia... I mean, Miss Agni."

Sure enough, Akmal glanced for a moment at the boy who was intending on the woman. A brief smile.behold, the beneficiary of Agnia's painful past is before her. Getir he felt, Somehow with the feeling of Agnia who had to see the child every day.

"You yourself.. Who yeah?" akmal asked, turning to look at Alisya.

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Agnia had just stepped her foot out of the gate, which was uniquely fitting once with Akmal. The boy talked to..

Akmal spontaneously smiled at Agnia. Without saying anything to the person in front of him, he immediately approached Agnia. There the purpose is.

Agnia looked disappointed, curious about what Alisya might say to Akmal.

"Come on! Ma'am.."

Agnia grunted softly. "Who told you to come here?"

"My will.."

Agnia complained of being restrained. Staring at Akmal flat. "What do you think I deserve, I'm piggybacking on you every day?"

"But not every day, ma'am.. Only at this time, not half a minute. I came here because I had time..."

Very anxious, it felt like Agnia wanted to strangle this brat before her. Yes, kiddo.

Gaining a sharp gaze from Agnia, Akmal replied with his ultimate smile. Understand what Agnia was worried about.

"Kalo Mbak is worried about the judgment of others, why don't we just get married?" ask Akmal to relax.

Unexpected, but understandable. Surprising remarks came out from the person whose existence alone was shocking. Agnia stared flatly. "You're proposing to me?"

Akmal nodded. Smilingly.

"Repeat!"

Akmal was confused, but he complied. Sighs for a moment. "Sir, why don't we get married?"

"Come on! Now then? Where's predecessor?"

Akmal finished already, his speech was considered a joke. He was more than serious. Leaning to reckless even.

"I'm serious, Ma'am.."

"Relatedly? You invited me to get married was like offering cooperation." said Agnia, very anxious. "Although you're a business student, those two things aren't the same."

Akmal covered his lips, the umpteenth time he was scolded.

"Finally Maak let me not seriously propose, I came to the house just mbak.. You never care.."

"Yes it's because.." Agnia hung up her talk, when their eyes met. "Don't talk about this anymore" he said, now normalizing his tone.

"All right.." Akmal agreed, smiling. He will not be upset, and always be patient. Just look, until when Agnia does not waver with her charm. Indirectly calling it dazzling, Akmal smiled amusedly to himself.

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"Ma.." Raina pulled the end of the dress her mother was wearing. Indicates if what he wants to buy has been fulfilled. Waiting to be paid.

"Yes baby?" Alisya turned her head, looking at her son. His eyes were distracted by Agnia's togetherness with the man who had not answered just now. Once again Alisya turned her head towards Agnia after handing over the money to the stall owner. Stare disappointed. Agnia left, and completely disregarded her presence.

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There was something that bothered Agnia's mind, Suddenly it came to pass. But hesitant to ask, afraid of being considered miscellaneous by Akmal.

Akmal realized that, seeing the restless face of Agnia from the rearview of his motorbike that he arranged so as to be able to see the face that he was boning.

"Why, Mommy?" ask Akmal.

Agnia spontaneously turned her face the other way, conscious of Akmal's gaze through the rearview mirror.

"Has the rearview mirror switched functions?" sindir Agnia's. "Look ahead!"

Akmal chuckled softly, shifting his gaze. Although then glanced back at Agnia through the rearview mirror.

"Mother wonder what I'm obrolin with these mothers?"

Agnia frowning, mothers? Little did not accept that name. Akmal did not know he was the same age as Alisya whom he called mothers.

"Mdad object?" akmal asked, finding Agnia silent and frowning. "Mom-mom right? She already has a child.."

"Forget it.." said Agnia, controlling her expression again. "What did he say?"

"Mother curious?"

Agnia clucked, eager to shake Akmal's head. "Jawab only!" hissing, furious.

"Mom-mothers are nanya, what is my relationship with Ma'am.. "

"Your answer?"

Akmal smiled widely. "What else?" back asking. "I told.. Ma'am my future wife.." lied, but he did not have time to talk like that.

Agnia was silent, so upset. But if so Akmal said to Alisya, let it be.. At least Alisya will think if she has moved on. A soft breath came out of Agnia's mouth. Akmal noticed that through his rearview mirror.

"Do you know that woman?" ask Akmal, whether intentional or no longer mention Alisya with the name of mothers.

"Know." replied Agnia. "he is one of the guardians of the student, I must know." he explained, impressed to deny the connection between him and Alisya. Akmal smiled faintly, in his ears sounded like a confession.

"That's up? Bizarrely.. Though he said Mbak's best friend." said Akmal, Pura-pura do not know. Try to see Agnia's reaction if she says so.

Agnia was silent, turning her eyes away. Grunting quietly. A pal?

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"Mr.."

"What?" asked Agnia, turning around. staring irritatedly. Along the way this boy was endlessly opening his mouth. He cape himself even though he only hears. And now? There seems to be something that comes to Akmal's mind.

"Bak sure?"

Agnia was still standing in front of the Akmal motorbike, although it could actually go ignore Akmal if she wanted to. Somehow he's still standing and waiting for Akmal's bullshit.

"Related." insists Agnia, continue to talk Akmal about if he applied to the house will he then be rejected? Of course Agnia won't be tired of saying yes.

"Alhamdulillah." said Akmal, smiling. Make Agnia instantly flutter.

"Sure what this is.."

"You're sure you want to marry me, what else?" akmal said, slitting his shoulder.

"Armal!" Agnia was very anxious, and looked at the happy smile of the boy. It was so nice to seem to tease her.

"I'm home, Mom.. And don't thank me.." he said, impressed insinuating. Agnia let alone smile, saying thanks to him just forgot. "I as a future husband, sincerely." he said, making Agnia's eyes rounded.

Agnia did not have time to nag, Akmal has put the bike back on. Leaving behind his unusually anxious self, sighing furiously. How he avoids the lack of work. Even Akmal dared to talk, so insolent.