Want a Life of Heaven

62. The same question

"Mr?"

Agnia was immediately on guard after hearing Akbar's call from outside her room. Raising his face from the laptop, he stared at the door of his room that was slowly opening without permission.

Akbar pushed the door of Agnia's room carefully. Stepping in, immediately smiled widely when greeted by the flat gaze of Agnia.

"Casual Ma'am.. I'm here to say something important."

Agnia sighed softly. "It needs to be important! Mommy Males if you have to take your crap."

"It's about Akmal."

Agnia raised her eyebrows, unable to cover up her interest in hearing Akmal's name called.

"Say.."

"But we have to promise not to get angry!"

"depends.."

Akbar snorted, already guessing this kind of answer that he got.

"Say.. Or go!"

Akbar sat on Agnia's bed, sitting comfortably with a pillow on his lap. "So gini, Ma'am.. Semalem Fiki saw Ma'am Akmal coming out of the same room. And he keeps bragging that you guys secretly make a deal."

"But calm.. I have clarified." Akbar immediately said, already seeing the unpleasant face of his brother.

Agnia nodded finally to be angry. "Continue?"

"There is nothing going on. Though yes Ma'am, even if you really make a deal it doesn't matter.. I'm.."

"Don't slither! What do you think, you're shy in front of the family but behind the wild?"

"I didn't say that.." Akbar shook his head firmly. "Mbak.. Which today is very sensitive, a little angry!"

"What?"

"That's it.."

Agnia sighed. He just asked 'what?' But was interpreted angrily by Akbar. "Bak got confused why did you change your mind? It's not that you disagree with Akmal the most before.."

"was.. But everything can change its mind at any time. Don't you?" Akbar shrugged his shoulders.

"Reason?"

"I told you, Akmal is one of the best of all the men I know who likes you."

Agnia. "Not that.. Is it because of asthma? You're afraid Asma fell into Akmal's arms? Oho! Or maybe the opposite.."

Akbar cleared his throat, not intending to dodge. "That's one of them." said Akbar slowly.

"Kalo.. Don't you feel selfish? The mother you sacrificed."

"But Akmal likes it the same Ma'am.. The Akmal family is also close to our family.. She's smart, accomplished, handsome.. Emh.. Although more handsome I. Ahh anyway it's already come from strict selection."

"Whatever!" Agnia was very uninterested in Akmal's futile explanation. "Now go away) .. You've been making bad feelings since this morning."

Akbar grunts. "Mbak too! Mbak's nagging makes my head feel like it's going to break all day. You know that?"

"What's? Repeat it!"

"Ehem." Akbar got up, already feeling bad. It's over if Agnia reverses all her talk. He showed his friendly face. "Bak is busy, right? Then I went back to my room. Vim.. And don't sleep late at night.."

Agnia stared back at Akbar, her eyes following his sister until Akbar was lost swallowed by the door. "Basic!"

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"Accad?" khopipah's soft voice stopped Akbar's steps. Passing in the middle room.

"Oh! Mommy?"

"Why? Any issues?" khopipah asked, looking at Akbar's panicked face.

Akbar shook his head. "No, I just survived the tiger cage."

"meaning?"

"He.. It's nothing, Mom. It doesn't matter." Akbar replied. "Emh.. Is she better?"

Khopipah smiled, nodded. "Alhamdulillah.."

"Continue.. Where are you going now? Want me to enter?"

"Don't do.. I'm going to your mother's room.."

"Oh.." Akbar immediately grinned. "That's it, be careful, ma'am.."

"Be careful? The mother hit.." asked Khopipah urung spoken, when Akbar had just run to his room. Leaving Khopipah who sighed softly.

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A knock on the door of Agnia's room made the room owner snort miserably. He was almost angry, but kept his attitude. Not necessarily Akbar this time.

"Who?"

"Mother."

"Oh! Come in, Mom."

"Sorry, Mom. It was Akbar from here because of his prank." said Agnia, the war was different not at all like when Akbar was visiting. This time I smiled broadly.

"Akbar.he's talking weird for sure.."

"Regulate.. Your sister's.."

Forget it, Akbar is. Yet.. "Emh.. Mother why are you here? I can go up if you need to."

"Sir papa. I'm good." replied Khopipah.

Agnia nodded faintly hearing the mother's reply. Still waiting for what to say. And when he saw Khopipah sigh deeply Agnia immediately suspicious.

"Mothers.. Wanna talk about.."

"Yes. If the question is Akmal, the answer is yes."

"What's up, Mom?"

"It's about your readiness. After I thought, it's good that you learn to accept Akmal. That's why I gave you time until Shawwal. And.. I'm sure you understand the next phase."

Agnia gave her lips for a moment. "About.. Mother.. Are you sure Akmal is the right person? It's not about being perfect but, you know, it's not easy for me.."

"Inshaa Allah.. It's a mother's premonition."

"Emh.. If we go backwards, have you ever not been with Adi?"

Khopipah smiled, recalling the days when Agnia was so happy with Adi. Who cares about the premonition of a mother, when she sees her child happy then therein lies the blessing.

But reflecting from experience, surrendering everything to God is indeed the truest. So that today Khopipah holds, always asking for the best for the sake of the life of Agnia.

"Either.. Mom forgot. At that time I never thought of anything like that."

Agnia nodded, she saw everything. There is a big difference, a big hope that is now in the eyes of the mother, invisible when she was with Adi.

"Let me think again, Mom. I'm still a little scared." said Agnia. "It's a pity that I've been cheated on by people I've known for a long time. And it makes me more doubtful of the person I just met."

*** flashback

Alisya ran down from the ojek, without paying attention to just enter the mansion belonging to the Agnia family.

"Eits.. Alisa!"

Alisya grinned, already such a habit makes it not alert to the presence of Khopipah, the owner of the house. Who is tidying up his photo collection.

"Sorry, Mom."

"Why rush? You will fall."

"He.. I'm late, Mom. Agnia called since."

Khopipah. "Schoolwork?"

Alisya nodded quickly. "Yes." Yeah."

"You go! But remember, next time enter the house with greetings and be careful."

"Yes, Mom. Again, sorry." Alisya grinned once more, then then continued her run towards Agnia's room. Akbar who passed Alisya on the stairs frowned in surprise.

"Mom.. Isn't he brave? It's not polite to be here."

"Can't do that! Later the whimper is not good.."

Akbar snorted, yasudah. He only reveals his heart. That'sthat's all.

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"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.."

"Vaalaikumsalam.. Coming in!"

Alisya appeared with a wide smile, looking at Agnia who was already cross-legged on the floor with the stationery strewn about.

"Bringed too.."

"There's a bit of a constraint in kosan, sorry."

"Sir papa. The others have not come yet.."

Alisya nodded, immediately taking out the book she was carrying in her bag. He just put his phone in the top pile of books.

While Agnia was busy on her own, she had changed the three books she had checked.

"Kok the kids haven't come yet, huh?" agnia muttered as his eyes circled looking for something. "Let me call.. Uh.." In this situation Agnia often forgets the little thing. "I pinjem HP you deh." said Agnia again, when only Alisya's phone was visible to her eyes.

Alisya made Agnia surprised by the reaction of her hand. Very quickly preceded Agnia who was about to reach for Alisya's phone.

"Let me just.." Alisya smiled, returning Agnia's surprised look.

"That's quick.. Butwhy? You hid in one?" ask Agnia, looking suspiciously. Just kidding actually.

Alisya smile. "Yes, privacy."

Agnia chuckles at that, what privacy. For the first time such a word came out of Alisya's mouth.

*** flashback end

Agnia smiled bitterly, considering how she did not even feel suspicious about the behavior of Alisya and Adi at that time. If you remember it today, it's all so obvious. There are things he can ask.

There was one question that Agnia had never found the answer to even today.

Since when did the relationship between Alisya and Adi take place?

"What since that day?" mumbled Agnia, recalling the day in their third year of High School when there were so many tasks to do and Alisya began to attentively guard her phone. In fact Agnia could only guess, nothing more.