Want a Life of Heaven

49. The king of bullshit

Agnia bends her face the last five minutes, staring back at Akmal sitting opposite her. Akmal did not hesitate at all, cool to do a question and answer with Silmi.

"Curtain!" Once, even Akmal ignored him at this moment. Never looked at him as usual. Agnia sighed, taking out her phone. Want to find what kind of busyness other than hearing two people nearby boasting. Not knowing it, for the sake of seeing Agnia as soon as Akmal smiled anxiously. To then pretend not to notice.

Agnia searched for Akbar's name in her contact list, typing in a few words with capital letters.

'YOU ARE IN TROUBLE!!!'

Akmal and Silmi's chatter increasingly makes Agnia fret alone. Start asking when you met, where you met. Start worrying lest after this ask when to get married.

After a while a service came, smiling kindly, serving the food that Silmi had ordered.

"Please.."

"Still, Mas.." said Silmi at the service at the tavern, chicken noodles and some of his minions were on the table.

"Please.." Silmi repeated the servant's words while moving the other food to the center of the table.

Agnia did not wait until welcome, immediately took the chopsticks, stirring the chicken noodles in her bowl. Ignoring Silmi who was exactly a mother who was feeding her children. Also Akmal who noticed it for a while.

Uniquely, Silmi manages to get Akmal and Agnia to sit down at a table for a meal, which their parents alone have not yet succeeded for. Silmi is outrageous, although Agnia wants to shorten her relationship with Akmal but thanks to Silmi her desire fails.

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Akbar was shocked when he saw the message from Agnia. Immediately throw his phone on the sopa. Look around, just in case Agnia has gone home. A sigh came out of his mouth just like that, the dreaded one had not yet returned home. She's in big trouble, either she'll be flanked by Agnia later. But despite his fear, he was curious. Akbar then took his phone again, read the message again.

Khopipah who was walking towards the living room became interested in what Akbar was reading at the moment. Come close.

"What news is it?" tanya Khopipah, pecking at Akbar's phone screen.

"Allahu Akbar's.. " Akbar screeched, he who was on standby for Agnia's arrival, was shocked.

Khopipah. Hit Akbar slowly with a pillow. "Either shout.." Khopipah. "Mother is just her!"

Akbar nyengir's. "Sorry, Mom. Spontaneous.."

"Basic! What's up?"

"Mr Agni, Ma'am.. Patch him.."

Khopipah sighed softly, these two people were indeed endless. "You must have made a mistake..."

Akbar poked his lips for a moment, thinking. Does letting two people know each other better include mistakes?

"What are you doing?" asked Khopipah who was sitting next to his youngest child.

"Ehh.." Akbar sniffed his shoulders. "Nothing. I just ask Akmal to replace me nganter Mbak Agni, that's it." Akmal replied casually, not feeling guilty at all.

Khopipah chuckled at Akbar's reply. "You know, it's not a mistake at all."

"Pinter dong, me?" Akbar grinned, asking to be praised when his mother's answer felt defended.

"Pinter.. Mother's son." said Khopipah proudly, while scrambling Akbar's hair.

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"Emh.. Agni.. I go first, yeah." as usual Silmi was in a hurry when she got a message from her husband. Gets her little bag.

Agnia nodded. "Yes. Careful."

"definitely. You also.." said Silmi then rise. "Assalamu'alaikum's chat.."

"Getishalight."

Agnia's smile spontaneously dissipated as she turned to look at Akmal. The man smiled, while Agnia was annoyed with that smile. How dare Akmal smile after ignoring him.

"Are we both dead?" akmal asked, intending to disturb Agnia with his chatter again.

Agnia grunting. "Not wrong.. Think of yourself!" agnia said, then got up. "Bye then.. And don't forget to pay for everything."

Akmal chuckled to see Agnia's departure. Understood the thought of Agnia who was currently intending to retaliate to work on it.

"alright.. Wife-to-be." said Akmal, rising to the cashier's desk. Because she was gone, Agnia could not hear the word.

A long time ago, Akmal came out of the store with two packs of chicken noodles. A faint smile returned as Akmal's eyes found Agnia still there, standing not far from the Akmal motor with both arms in front of her chest.

Agnia turned her head, her arms getting tighter and tighter in front of her chest.

"It was.."

"And I don't mind if you leave me."

Agnia snorted, it was terrible. He needs a ride! Is that not clear? He even usually asked Akbar to pick him up to this place.

"I object."

Akmal nodded, himself used as a driver as it turned out. Very bad.

"Oiya Ma'am, after this if I take you to my house, will you not?"

"Emh.. Good idea." said Agnia, looking at Akmal. "But no, thank you."

Akmal snorted, he thought after the positive word there would be a pleasant sentence. Apparently not. Is that how women break hearts?

"Ehh.."

"aaah. We want to go home, or do you want to keep talking?" Agnia cuts 'Emhh' Akmal which means many things.

Akmal smiled, swallowing again his question to himself. Immediately go to the motor.

Agnia looked at Akmal in disbelief, astonished by the fact that she was stuck with this man younger than her. Whereas if asked Agnia prefers men who are much older than her. But that's how life is, not always about the realization of desire. In fact, most of it is about self-acceptance of destiny written in plain sight.

Akmal smiled again, noticing the fixed gaze of Agnia when she was about to give him a helmet.

"Don't smile!" agnia Reminder. "I don't see you anymore" he said again, taking the helmet from Akmal's hand. "Your clothes are disturbing!"

"Shirt?" Akmal spontaneously lowered his head, seeing which part of his clothes was disturbing. "Don't like this shirt? I wouldn't wear it anymore" he said later, staring at Agnia.

Agnia chills at hearing Akmal's sweet-ass speech to her. "Forget over! Anyway it suits you." said Agnia, smiling faintly. "King of bullshit!"

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Akbar was still taking a leisurely walk inside his house, despite already planning to hide when Agnia came home. Until when Akbar came from the kitchen humming, Agnia appeared with her ferocious face. Akbar pontang panting ran towards his room, but was grabbed by the neck of his shirt by Agnia.

"You running away?" agnia asked flatly, yet it sounded creepy to Akbar.

Akbar grinned wide, caught already himself.

"Not really." Akbar shook his head with a grin attached. "Kabur why? I don't have anything wrong."

Agnia nodded, still clutching the back of Akbar's clothes.

"It's only the wrong people who choose to run away.."

Agnia nodded back, hearing Akbar's nonsense.

"But I don't.."

Agnia nodded back. "good. The monologue is beautiful."

"Thank you.."

"Gos.." Agnia was furious, Akbar was joking. "Bohongin mbak seneng? Trapping mbak seneng?"

"That's.." Akbar. "sorry. But it's not a kindness, Ma'am.. It's as simple as when Mama gets on the ojek."

Agnia sighed softly, further tightening her grip. Akbar started to slur.

"Simple you say?" Agnia started raising her voice. "What is the simple part?"

"Udah-ud. Here, Akbar.. Look who's coming." Khopipah came to mediate, making Akbar relieved.

Akmal entered, trailing behind Khopipah. Seeing that Agnia was not surprised but also unhappy. Choosing to release Akbar, and once again giving Akbar a deathly look, as if to say. WE'LL CONTINUE LATER! then go to his room.

"Wait a minute, auntie make you a drink.."

Akmal nodded, smiling. Khopipah went to the kitchen, Akbar who had just separated from the grip of the lioness and then approached Akmal. Sit across from him.

"Gue hope you are still sure after seeing the sight earlier." Akbar said casually, as if nothing had happened just now.

Akmal smiled back. "Gue doesn't have a brother, so I don't do that kind of thing. But.. You're funny.."

Akbar grunts, funny he says. "It's funny that you always have to face death, I don't agree."