Want a Life of Heaven

60

The topic of typical male conversation was clearly heard in Agnia's ears, predictable if they were gathered in the front room which was straight towards the middle room where she was. Laughter occasionally sounded from that group of bachelors.

Agnia was confused by her position, somehow forgetting to take the hijab with her. It's wrong that Akbar did not tell you he would gather with his college friends.

Agnia dropped her body to the floor slowly, changing her position to sit on the carpet. Whatever origin he does not see by anyone. There was no cell phone nearby. If there is, Akbar may be asked for help at this time. It's also amazing why he doesn't usually leave his phone in the room.

The blanket had now covered Agnia's head and body, in less than a second, she had already woken up and stepped towards her room peacefully. In my heart I hope no one sees it.

Akmal who was standing facing the middle room of course saw that, could already guess what was happening. Fiki who was aware of the direction of Akmal's gaze spontaneously followed his direction. His eyes spontaneously grew, interested.

"Hello Ma'am Agni.."

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Agnia closed her eyes for a moment, spontaneously as her steps stopped. I don't know who called him, but I was surprised. He hopes to be ignored.

The blanket Agnia held tighter and tighter, turning around. Showing smile. Nodding politely to a collection of bachelors whose eyes all point to the same object.

"Izin's running home, Ma'am." said Fiki, pleasantries.

"Yes.. Please.. Continue on.." Agnia smiled awkwardly, how regretful actually. Why should Fiki say hello. He turned around, continuing his steps towards the room. Walk carefully so that the blanket does not fall.

As soon as her step into the room, Agnia was relieved not to play. Throw the blanket on the bed, close the door tightly.

Agnia sat at her dressing table, staring at her reflection there. Her sleepiness disappeared for a while, although Agnia was sure that she had not long since closed her eyes.

Still at ten, Agnia decided to move to ablution, then put on her face. The tahajud prayer.

There is no specific clock rule for the implementation of tahajud prayer, but more importantly the last third of the night. In al-mujammil's letter the proposition is clear. But tahajud prayer can be done at any hour of the night on the condition that the culprit has slept before. If it's feared you can't wake up in the last third of the night.

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On the other hand Akbar prepared everything independently, ranging from carrying glasses, dishes, to some food that was prepared by Khopipah this afternoon.

It's just that tonight Khopipah did not come down to greet Akbar's friends, still not feeling well. Can't linger in the cold. Age is the reason.

"Awhile.." Fiki is the most rese, when his friends are ready to attack the dish, he actually interferes with taking pictures first.

Plaque..

Akbar's hand moves slapping Fiki's butt, annoyed with the awkwardness of his friend this one. Intentionally prolonging its activities. His buttocks even involuntarily drew closer to Akbar's face.

"Aw!" screeched Fiki, rubbing his butt a few times. Akbar didn't think about when he raised his hand.

"Take care of you, yeah.." Fiki looked at Akbar fiercely.

"Whoa thou alone!" bully Akbar, don't want to lose.

"Sorrys. Wanna eat, right? Please.." Fiki finally relented, allowing his friends. Afraid of being attacked for being too cool.

No need to be twice welcome, all immediately regularly take a meal to each plate exactly buffet.

"Lo don't eat?" ask Fiki, sitting near Akmal who is not moving from his seat.

"No.. It's as thick as it is." replied Akmal, hesitating.

Fiki throttled, his eyes looking right left. Would whisper. "Don't jaim, Agni's mother doesn't exist either."

Akmal smiled back with the temptation that Fiki threw. Boost. "Truly, full."

"Eh.. You're from the bathroom, right?" ask Akmal.

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Agnia finished with her prayer, walking closer to the door of her room after removing her face. Put his ear there. Trying to steal hear if the bachelors are still there or have gone home, because their voices are no longer heard.

"Not come home yet." murmured Agnia fretting, wanting to go to the kitchen to grab a drink. But I don't want to cross paths with those boys. This is the feeling of being the only daughter in a family with two brothers.

Agnia finally decided to just come out, not able to bear if her throat was already dry. Grabbing scabbard. Open the door to his room slowly. Then step into the kitchen.

At first glance, Agnia was very relieved when she saw the young men eating. Thin thawing.

"Pantes his voice is not a whimper.. His mouth was puffed with rice it turned out.." muttered Agnia while pouring water into her glass. Sit down to the dining table after getting the water. Sit back.

"Bismillah.." Agnia took a peaceful gulp of water, not knowing that Akmal would be coming from the kitchen towards her.

"Thank God" said Agnia, feeling better after drinking.

Shortly from the sense of relief that Agnia felt, Akmal appeared, their eyes meeting unintentionally. Agnia was confused at all, not imagining such a situation at all.

Akmal showed his ultimate smile, overjoyed by this coincidence. His stomach ache actually brought himself to cross paths with Agnia unplanned.

Agnia spontaneously shifted her gaze, unwilling to fall again with Akmal's deathly gaze.

"Bak wake up, huh? Are we too noisy?"

"It's none of your business." replied Agnia flatly.

"Emh.. You're still talking about my story yesterday, aren't you?"

Yep. Take it again! Agnia was eager to answer that, but what came out of her mouth was just a snort.

"Why order? You don't offend me." Agnia sniffed her shoulders, but inwardly wanted to ask something that was still ash in her mind.

"Yeah? So you're not curious about anything else?" akmal asked while leaning his back against the wall.

Agnia shook her head steadily, looking at Akmal with a look of no objection. Although his heart was honestly curious half to death until it was agitated all night yesterday.

Akmal likes it very much with the bent face of Agnia, it feels anxious. Making both ends of his lips rise perfectly. While Agnia was made uncomfortable by Akmal's gaze, her eyes glared sharply. Alert.

"Don't look at me like that!"

Akmal sniffed his shoulder. "I look at everyone like this, what's wrong?" asked so Akmal deliberately teased Agnia with his trademark smile.

Agnia sighed softly, turning her eyes back. A moment of silence, waiting for Akmal to leave.

"You're still here? Go away.." Agnia was impatient, driving Akmal away in the end.

"I can't be here?"

"obvious. Your friends are outside, while you are here. Whynot? People can misunderstand you seeing me here."

"You misunderstand, we can explain.."

Agnia knew, if Akmal provoked her to then fall on the silly sentences Akmal, according to experience now he decided not to respond. Just staring flatly at Akmal.

But not Akmal if it can not realize its plan. Smile again. "Let me be clear if I'm with Agni.."

"What?" cut Agnia. "Don't be weird! You don't want to go, do you? Then let me go." said Agnia, soon after saying that. Makes Akmal smile again.

Agnia's hasty move was witnessed by Fiki, before long Akmal also came out from the same direction. Fiki with his mind has interpreted another again, smiling meaningfully.