Want a Life of Heaven

65. someone special?

The human heart who knows, Agnia who had refused to join instead now sits opposite Fiki next to Akbar. Ardi still hasn't shown up, I don't know what he's doing in the toilet.

"Want to pesen something?" ask Fiki.

Agnia shook her head slowly. "Bak just stopped by, just wanted to hear what kind of chatter you guys are doing."

"We don't talk macems, Ma'am. Ma'am, don't be the same as us girls!" akbar protested, inexplicably offended himself.

"Yes, sure. You are men, not women. Because it is also not pantes dong if men talk a lot, brag a lot, and gossip. Aye.. Fiki?" sindir Agnia, looking at Fiki.

Fiki nodded, smiling awkwardly. "Betul Ma'am." Understand why only his name is called. To be sure, he's in trouble.

Before long Ardi came, looking a little surprised by Agnia's presence. "Oh! Hello Ma'am.."

Agnia smiled, nodding.

Ardi became confused himself, not knowing why suddenly there was Agnia in the middle of them. Just sit down, looking at Akbar.

"Kalo.. Now I'm sorry." Agnia looked at Akbar.

"Jude, but I'm not anther, yeah.."

Agnia nodded. Grabbing lintan. "Assalamua'laikum's chat.."

"Well.." Fiki let out a long sigh as Agnia, feeling a different aura when Agnia was not there. He looked at Akbar.

"Is Sister Agni that scary?"

Akbar smiled widely. "As I said."

"I don't even think I could breathe. I'm sure it's some kind of threat"

"Indeed. Just so you know he does not like people who are pretentious about his personal affairs." added Akbar, happy to have the opportunity to corner Fiki. Ardi who does not understand anything, just listen.

"Have I gone that far?" Fiki fretted herself. "As far as I know you, this is the first time I've seen that side of Miss Agni. Well, I'm in trouble."

"Don't worry, it's actually good. If Ma'am Agni shows that side, it's a sign that she's comfortable with you all."

Ardi frowned, looking at the two people who were having a dialogue. Only he doesn't know what's going on. As for Fiki, grimacing in the heart.

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In a taxi, Agnia sighed softly while staring out the window of the taxi she was riding in. Amazed, half of the day is over. Although not according to plan, had come for work but ended up spending time with Akmal. After all, it made his heart relieved.

"Two things, just as hard. But the pain of parting with someone we love will heal over time, while the pain of parting with the person who hurt us.. It might not heal."

Agnia nodded slowly, the more thought the sentence the more true she felt. Akmal's words seemed to describe his condition, Agnia knew it. Akmal indirectly compared his suffering to Agnia's, as if to say that it was nothing compared to what Agnia felt.

One thing was certain for Agnia, Akmal once again made her salute by her personality.

"It needs to be admitted, he's very different from Akbar." Agnia murmured. Make the taxi driver spontaneously turn his head through the rearview mirror.

"Where, Ma'am?"

"Yes?" Agnia grinned, shook her head. Smiling awkwardly. "Ah.. It's nothing, sir." Agnia embarrassed herself, choosing to shift her focus on the phone.

Just as she turned on her phone, Agnia's phone blinked a few times. A call in. Helaan breathed out from his mouth, hesitating to answer the call despite still answering in the end.

"Hello.. What's up, Rizwan?"

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Agnia did not expect to end up again in a Cafe, this is the third time today Agnia entered a different Cafe. His eyes immediately looked for someone, when he entered the third cafe.

Rizwan waved, smiling. Welcome to Agnia.

"Cepet.. I think you're still a long time" Rizwan said, just making small talk.

"It just so happens to be this way, so.. Yep.. Emh... so, how? What to talk about?"

"Want a drink first?"

Agnia smiled awkwardly, nodding her head hesitantly. Don't want to actually. "Can."

Since that day, Agnia honestly felt uncomfortable, she felt Rizwan had passed from the line of business and friendship. It doesn't matter if Rizwan likes her, it's just that for Agnia, Rizwan isn't someone she wants to love.

Rizwan did not see Agnia's discomfort at all. Think if everything's okay, like before. As a matter of familiarity between them.

Until the moment the order arrived, Rizwan turned his busy Agnia on the screen of his phone. Frowning, only to realize the difference in Agnia's attitude.

"Why? Any issues?"

Agnia raised her head, shaking her head. "Nothing, just.. I don't have much time."

"Yes, okay." Rizwan understood Agnia's intentions, not intending to prolong the conversation. But a moment later it looks back weighing. "But I had a question before.."

"It's outside of work. If you allow."

"Say.."

"I'm curious about the man who once hugged you.."

Agnia raised her eyebrows. From what he heard, he could already guess the next sentence of the question.

"I've seen you a few times with that guy. Is..he's someone special, to you?"

Agnia snorted softly, rightly her guess.

"Emh.. I don't know why you're interested in that. But.. If he's really special to me, what's your reaction?"

Rizwan smiled. "I'm certainly happy, finally.. It's time you got married and have a child."

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"Everything is clear, so I want to go home now" said Agnia, ending a short conversation but long bases. Agnia was even bored of making it. Surprised by Rizwan who likes to be convoluted. Agnia instantly grabbed her luggage, got up. "Bye bye.."

"Wait, Agni.."

"Hmmh?"

"Let me anter.."

"No need, I can take a cab."

"But we're in the same direction.."

"But I have to meet someone else after this, so no papa. Thanks for the offer." replied Agnia, sounding doubtful which was indeed just an alibi.

Rizwan sighed, looking at Agnia as a split. All his efforts to approach Agnia all this time eagerly became futile because of the presence of a new man in the life of Agnia, a man whom he did not even know his name.

Agnia walked quickly, looking back. Oath for whatever fear pursued and detained Rizwan, do not want to be forced to accept a ride from his old friend.

"Mom!"

Agnia with her panicked face was shocked once when she almost hit someone in front of her. "Astaghfirullah.." screeched slowly. Take a few steps back.

"You?" Agnia was astonished. "Why here?" he asked, with a difficult look.

The one being stared at thus replied with a smile. Lifting something in his hand, it was pointed at Agnia.

"Oh!" Agnia immediately grabbed the crackle bag in Akmal's hand, panicking. In his heart complained, why he forgot to leave the bag containing his important things. "Nobody saw it, right?" ask Agnia, make sure.

Akmal shakes.

"Thank God.."

"What's it all about, Ma'am?"

"It's nothing. Don't kepo!"

Akmal nodded, momentarily staring at Agnia who confirmed the contents of his own crackle. I don't know why the girl panicked herself. Akmal's gaze turned suspicious, folding his hands in front of his chest.

"So.this is the reason why Ma'am is in a hurry to go home?"

Agnia looked up, looking at Akmal with a puzzled look. A moment later snorted, chuckling at Akmal's behavior.

"Whatever it is, why do you ask? Do you feel you have a right to it? And look at your style.."

Akmal raised his shoulder. "I admit, I'm not in the right place to ask. But as a good husband candidate, I have to ensure the safety of Mbak to come home. You came here without telling anyone, right?"

Agnia shuddered, tired of that kind of speech from Akmal today. After all, since when he had to report to everyone just to leave. "Whatever.."

Akmal was pleased with the short and cold speech, feeling given the green lampoon. "Mother after this go straight home?" ask again.

"Yes. Wh why? Want to go home too?"

"Nganter's coming home too?" Akmal scrunched his forehead. "Who did you take your mother home with you besides me?"

"not nobody. Never mind.."

"Stop that. sounds dubious. Then let me take a taxi online."

"Necessary. I can do it myself."

"But it's already.." Akmal grinned, showing the screen of his phone. It had been since waiting for Agnia inside him to act.

Not playing, Agnia was made speechless again and again by Akmal's behavior, as usual.

Akmal approached Agnia, standing not far from his future wife. Back to fold his hands in front of his chest. It was cloudy, the cold first came from its own rain.

"Cowok is like Ma'am."

Agnia turned her head, again distancing her steps while consciously getting too close to Akmal. Staring confused Akmal.

"I know, Ma'am. I'm also a guy." explained Akmal, when he got a hard-to-understand look from Agnia.

"Oh!" Agnia sighed deeply. Staring straight at the highway that is not too crowded but enough to create endless noise from passing vehicles.

"He looks good, smart, also handsome. Why don't you like him too?"

Agnia, for the sake of hearing Akmal's question, turned her head for a moment. Smiling faintly, it was unexpected if Akmal asked so. Is this kid jealous? thought Agnia.

Akmal was still waiting, staring at Agnia who seemed to be thinking.

"Emh. he's too much of a pleasantry."

"Yeah? But.. isn't it because he likes the same Mommy? maybe I like it a lot."

"Is that? But don't you like me too?"

"Yes.." Akmal nodded quickly. This matter need not be doubted.

"Keep why don't you have a lot of pleasantries?'

Akmal took things slowly, understand. It turns out that Agnia does prefer men as they are like her. Long enough the smile on his lips persisted, recalling something else later.

"Emh.. If so, am I the one who's special to you?" akmal asked, making Agnia spontaneously turn her head. Stare suspiciously. I don't know where Akmal thought to ask that.

"You. don't say.. You're eavesdropping on my conversation?" search Agnia.

"Eng.no." Akmal wave. Shaken, avoiding Agnia's gaze. Smile widely. "Well, we'll take the cab."

Agnia throttled, just right after the taxi came. Akmal was not confused by his words. But Akmal's behavior, managed to make a smile appear on Agnia's face.

Too bad Akmal did not see, if he saw, the boy must have been excited about it.