Want a Life of Heaven

53. What is Akmal's dream?

"So you're Bily? " ask Akmal, remember the other day when dropping off Agnia the name was mentioned several times.

"Go home.. And, don't repeat it again. Listen brother.. Things can get more complicated when you don't hear someone else's advice."

Bily looked confusedly at Akmal, not knowing the man. "Emh.. Older brother.. Who yeah?"

"Oh!" Akmal just remembered. "We've never met, yeah.. I'm..." Akmal glanced at Agnia at a glance, then looked back at Bily. "Your sister-in-law's candidate.."

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Akmal and Agnia return, keeping a promise to eat together. What's more Akbar, has kept calling Agnia. Worried seemed.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.." Agnia went into the house followed by Akmal.

"Maalaikumsalaam." Akbar walked over quickly. Raise his eyebrows, curious.

"What's up, Ma'am?"

"It's nothing.." replied Agnia softly, smiling. Step into his room.

Akmal's turn that Akbar looked at, wondering about the same thing.

"Emm?" Akmal raised his eyebrows, thinking whether he deserved to answer or better that he had business alone that spoke. "The children of the orphanage." Akmal replied finally, enough to make Akbar nod.

Regarding the residents of the orphanage is indeed as important as that for Agnia, no need for other questions, things like this are common. Thought Akbar.

"Yaudah, come.. We ate, I was waiting.."

Akmal was about to refuse, feeling that it had been too long and inappropriate continuously in the house where there were girls in it. But not yet Akmal opened his mouth, Akbar immediately gave a gaze full of warning.

"Can't refuse! If I refuse I can not guarantee you can help you further to dapetin the heart Mbak Agni.."

Akmal sighed softly. Yes, this story is about that. How can he convince Agnia to want to wade through the rough life also winding with him. And Agnia's gentle smile, reassured her if the girl had already started to open her heart. Akmal, just a few steps away.

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Alisya was unceasingly worried, sad when Agnia refused to say good words to herself. Pupus was already his intention to mend that friendly relationship. Standing on the balcony of his room, staring at the view of the streets of the housing complex.

Just then, Alisya was startled with a sudden hug from Adi. She looked directly at her husband.

"Why?" adi asked, putting her face in the niche of Alisya's neck.

Alisya gently rubbed Adi's face, a sigh came out of her mouth.

"Agnia Mas's.."

Adi for the umpteenth time was surprised when the name was mentioned, because he felt inappropriate if the name was mentioned in the middle of their relationship. But although uncomfortable, Adi did not take off his embrace. Trying to make his wife feel heard.

"Agnia refused my chat.. That's.. Makes me sad."

"That's why I always say... Don't push him anymore. You would be in vain hoping so."

This time Alisya agreed, silent for a moment. Just enjoying a warm hug from her husband.

"What.. Because he can't forgive us yet?"

Adi this time took off his embrace, stepping standing in front of his wife.

"Don't expect forgiveness from others.. Our mistakes need not be accompanied by other mistakes by forcing others to be okay."

"But he's fine today.. Even look happy, there's even someone who always nemenin him."

"They look good. And.. Agnia looks happy." said Alisya sure, as if knowing very well just from the look of Agnia's eyes. "Such as in the six years you were dating." said Alisya casually, making Adi wonder about it. "Highs his eyes exactly like that."

Adi did not know what to react like, finally just listen. Somehow Alisya can be as comfortable as it is talking about her ex from her husband, even though in this situation Adi feels just awkward, afraid of giving a wrong reaction that could trigger a fight between them.

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Be happy? Agnia looked back at her face in front of the mirror. The happy highlight is indeed a little radiated there, more precisely slowly emanated. What had been lost three years before seemed to be slowly returning. The lonely feeling that lingered in every second of his life was slowly forgotten, changing the new memories that Akmal revived.

"Mother look.. You are getting closer." said Khopipah, staring at Agnia and Akmal alternately. "So.. When did you get married?"

Questions without warning from Khopipah spontaneously made Akmal and Agnia stunned, Akmal was confused when the gaze of one dining table was fixed on him. Agnia was silent, confused about what to say.

"I.. Still waiting for Agni's answer.."

Fuck Akmal with the answer, Agnia complained inwardly. He hates that question. Everyone turned to look at Agnia.

"I'm.." Agnia somehow wanted to say what, never preparing an answer to that question. But when looking into Khopipah's eyes, Agnia was made unable to answer was not ready. "I guess.. Mother's question is too hasty."

Akbar grinned unconsciously when he saw the nervousness of his sister, began to think if all girls like that if faced with this situation? Funny, he so imagined Asma is in the position of Agnia and he in the position of Akmal.

Khopipah grunted softly, knowing it would not be easy for his daughter. After considerable consideration he felt giving a target to Agnia was the most appropriate one.

"Emh.. What about syawal?"

Shawwal? That means only three months left. Agnia sighed again, staring at her reflection that seemed to know no direction. Now he really is in a situation called matchmaking.

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In another place, Akmal who was also thinking about Khopipah's speech changed his lying position, he who had been sleeping facing left while looking at a bracelet with the initials A&U. For a moment his eyes seemed to look far away while watching the shabby bracelet. Now his position is stretched, staring at the sky of his room. I don't know what's bothering her mind.

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Akmal was sitting waiting, in a chair located in the middle of the park. The atmosphere was bright at the time, all looking happy to spend his time in the park. Some sit alone, others make a simple picnic with their small family.

Akmal smiled, staring around. In his hand was a bracelet. Today he wants to show everyone the initial bracelet, let everyone know how valuable someone who has given the bracelet. Although he was embarrassed actually, the bracelet was always in his hand but only this time he showed it without hesitation.

The smile did not disappear from Akmal's face, for some reason today felt different. Like she just fell in love, yeah. Falling in love with the same person.

Before long a step came, Akmal raised his head. With a smile, ready to welcome someone who awaits.

The silhouette of a woman looked, Akmal was squeaking when the figure he was waiting for was still faint. Lost by the glare of the sun. But Akmal already knew, immediately got up to welcome someone.

"Uly.."

Akmal again touched on the smile, the figure was getting clearer to him. But when the figure was completely clear to him, Akmal's smile disappeared. He began to digest, what was going on.

"Mother Agni?"

Akmal stared, facing Agnia who was smiling sweetly at him. A smile that Agnia had never addressed to him.

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Akmal spontaneously widened his eyes, his breath hunting for a moment. Get up, sit down his body. Glancing at the wall clock.

Breathing out of Akmal's mouth, he rubbed his face slowly. He realized that he was asleep at the wrong time.

The clock is four o'clock, which means the strange dream is the fruit of his sleep that does not know the time. Akmal momentarily sat collecting his life, his mind glaring at 'why did such a dream happen?

Ulyas? Why did that figure come back to his memory.