Want a Life of Heaven

7. They again?

Destiny with great power.

To meet us with those who will hurt us,

Rediscovering us with the wounded.

But destiny is not selfish even though humans are very selfish

What happened was the best.

If the first meeting is painful,

The second meeting could have been a cure.

It's probable.

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Fiki and Ardi as usual left together to go to campus. As inseparable, arriving and standing not far from each other. Walk side by side while not stopping talking, down the corridor to the MBI organization gathering room.

The two with Akbar have been friends since Junior High, which is why their friendship is so close. In fact, they were back together in the organization also chose the campus and the same faculty.

The room is located near the library, a room that is quite spacious with an outside appearance that is not too flashy. The room was originally a warehouse, they were the ones who turned it so it was worth occupying. In short, they are the founders of this organization.

They became the first, the room was still dark there was no sign of someone coming. Ardi still continued to respond to Fiki's words while pushing the door of the room.

Surprise came from Akbar, the boy knew he was in there and surprised Ardi.

"Allahu Akbar!" pekik Ardi, make Fiki who is still outside immediately escape his head curious.

"What's wrong?"

Fiki sighed, not a big deal.it was only Akbar who was casually sitting down and not bothered by Ardi's surprised screeches.

"Udah is exactly a rich ghost, Ente!"

Akbar did not budge, staying with his comfortable position which immediately invited a fiki sneer.

"Typically if the gini, the sign is that he is thinking about Asthma again." Fiki said to Ardi with a slanted smile, it managed to make a pillow reached by Akbar's hand float freely towards Fiki's head.

"You can't tell, Lo!" ketus Akbar "Gue said don't bring Asthma's name!" hard, it's so bad. What other people say later if it is found to be related to asthma. "Sin, Lo! profiteering someone's name without permission."

Fiki sniffed his shoulder and then turned to Ardi while playing the pillow that Akbar had thrown.

"That's the case, even though he himself every night mentioned the name Asma in do'a-do'a, without permission anyway." said Fiki not kapok, smiling widely at the end of his sentence.

"Yeah.." Ardi just followed with Fiki's fad, standing up to welcome the speech of the tos from Fiki.

Akbar was silent, these two people in front of him would not end up teasing him. Look at their happy laughter at this moment, the more it is responded to the more on the fire they feel like.

Helaan breath out of Akbar's mouth, now staring flatly at two of his fellow soldiers. Surprised, why is it always him who is the easy target of their pity?

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"Assynoltomodel.."

"Wassalamu'alaikum.." the three answered almost in unison, Fiki and Ardi answered the spirit while Akbar felt enough to move his thin lips.

Akmal who came, joined in with a distinctive smile that did not disappear from his face. Now look at the three silent people.

"Look, Mal!" greet Fiki friendly, unlike to Akbar who always invite noisiness.

"What's so funny?" ask Akmal, curious. The sound of laughter was clear earlier but this time it was all silent and there were no remnants of laughter at all. "Laughter you guys were whizzed to the end of there."

Fiki nodded towards Akbar at a glance, as if inviting his friend was a noisier. "That, Mal. Again Akbar chatter that is upset because of As.."

"Astaghfiullah!" cut Akbar, half yelling. "Switch, Lo!" Akbar was anxious, staring at Fiki.

Getting a threatening look from Akbar did not make Fiki tremble, a grin appeared on her face. I like to see the emotions of my friend.

"Casual.. What am I going to say, huh?!"

Ardi shook his head in amazement, then turned to Akmal with a smile. "Udah, justin." he said.

Akmal nodded, of course he was not so curious. Because not only Akmal knows, but the entire campus can certainly see if Akbar really likes Asthma. Which is precisely Akbar himself who is not aware of his behavior that is so obvious.

"Lo said anyone wants to be sidelined?" asked Akbar immediately, looking at Ardi. he was lazy to continue to be bullied Fiki, if he could immediately want to stay away from the annoying Fiki. sooner Ardi talk faster he can go.

"Well.." Ardi immediately remembered, that was the reason why the four three people he gathered this early.

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"Bak doesn't like it, Agni.. If lyingin Zain rich earlier." said Puspa, interjected feed.facing a plate of rice with vegetables and other dishes, while looking at Agnia.

Agnia frowned, silent for a moment. "What lie, Ma'am?" tanyanya.

"He was afraid that one day he would be immune to seduction and even reverse the talk of mbak." said Puspa, voicing his concerns. "Look at yourself, you know, there are many children like that."

Agnia nodded, momentarily swallowing her chew. "You're fooling him for life, yeah, I think it's gonna be. But I think the kids turned our talk around, only when they felt that what we were teaching didn't match our attitude."

"For example, Mother.. Ma'am told Zain to pray, while Mbak himself did not give an example. So when we ask him to pray he will. Mother also has not prayed, or.. only mother who prays, right?"

Puspa nodded, agreeing.

"So, during the process of educating them, we do need a little lie. But most importantly it exemplifies what we teach, and do not make ourselves look easy in their eyes. Respect for us is also important, so that they do not visit." said Agnia. "And.. I don't like it most if there's a kid visiting the parents.."

Puspa. "From the entrance exam to medicine, I think it's harder to educate children."

Agnia chuckled at Puspa's confession, because her brother-in-law said so seriously.

"Serious sister, Agni.."

"Yes, Ma'am.so it is better to give up our best upbringing with God, have tried to stay for good.we do not know what will happen in the years ahead."

Silent for a moment, Agnia again bribed Puspa. But one thing was missing.

"Oiya Ma'am, one more.. Parents educate children with a little deceit that is not a strange thing, but if the child can deceive the parents is new trouble."

"And the danger is that children do what they want.First they don't know what's good and right, second they don't know how to apply what they already know."

"When the child reaches the cable, we say it is dangerous, it will be electrocuted and other exaggerated sentences. It's lying, but that's why they're so wary and.. That memory lasts until he grows up."

"So don't think too much.. How Ma'am Mas Hafidz behaves and educates, God willing as it is also he grows."

Puspa nodded again, uniquely Agnia could know exactly what she was worried about. Puspa smiled, impressed.it seemed like his sister-in-law had understood someone from her speech.

Puspa is indeed an obstetrician, knowing many things about the child who is still in the womb. But not after the child is born and grows, especially he does not deny if the time for Zain is very short because of busyness.

"Well done, Mommy has you. Besides the children's teacher, you are also the teacher for the parents."

Agnia shrugged both of her shoulders, whether it was a compliment or not. But after finishing with his words, he resumed eating. Unlike Puspa who can be comfortable eating while continuing to brag, he was just the opposite.

"Yes, Agni." Puspa made Agnia turn her head back, her opinion was absolutely right. Puspa could not be silent.

"Your mom told me about mom's wishes.. Know you as his son. You know about that?" tanya Puspa relaxed, not the slightest doubt or try to choose the right sentence. All he knew was the right momentum to ask.

Agnia sighed slowly, then nodded.

For the sake of seeing the lazy nod of his sister-in-law, Puspa gave a brief stall.

"And your response?"

A flash of the past just appeared after the question was spoken, who would have thought that the old incident was so imprinted in Agnia's heart. The question was like breaking down a pile of barriers that three years ago Agnia woke up.

"I still don't know, Ma'am." replied Agnia flatly, in contrast to when explaining earlier. "I'm.."

"Mother!" Zain came with his cheerful steps, cutting off Agnia's speech, shifting the focus of the two from the heavy chatter. A moment of relief came out of Agnia's mouth, she thought it would be better not to offend it. At least until his heart agreed.

"The mother's son. Try to kiss me." Puspa greeted his son with a big smile, looking happy after Zain took a bath. Contrasting with his expression while persuading Zain earlier with his hands on his waist. "Emh! scented loh."

"Long ah," Agnia looked at Zain in disbelief. "Try here aunty kiss." that's what it is, Agnia wants to kiss this one-of-a-kind bang.

Zain just ran around the table to Agnia, to show himself who was really fragrant. Do not accept if it is considered unscented after being forced to take a bath. Welcomed the hand by Agnia, with an anxious smile.

"It doesn't smell good, but it does smell good." Said Agnia, letting go of her embrace after kissing the top of Zain's head. "You can't be ashamed to take Zain down the street."

"Hem?" Zain looked up, his eyes not winking. embarrassed?

"Yes. If Zain doesn't shower, keeps smelling, aunty doesn't want to dong ngajak Zain play."

Zain was silent, eyes were staring at Agnia but his mind was busy on its own. Between understanding or confusion.

"Because Zain has been following his mother, aunty wants to take Zain for a walk. Where you going?"

"Pass the ball."

"Bath the ball? Can."

Zain was already very excited, not letting go of his hand from Agnia. Although the body is still in front of the house, his mind has already gone to the Mall. His eyes sparkled imagining all the games he was free to play without being forbidden by his mother.

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"Well. Before leaving, kiss mom's hand first." Agnia looked down at Zain, reminding him that Zain really did not take off his grip. The online taxi he ordered just arrived.

Zain obeyed, turning towards his mother.

"The heart! Dengerin what Aunty said the same Ma'am Asri. Can't be naughty and can't be away from Aunty." Puspa this time reminded, Zain just nodded as he ran towards Agnia who had gotten into the car. "Have fun!" said Puspa, smiling. Waving towards Zain.

"Yes first, Ma'am. Assalamualaikum."

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Zain's incredible spirit, step foot into Playground. he who had been impatiently waiting for Playground in one of these malls opened immediately forgot the message from his mother once the wait was finally opened. Asri ran to compensate for Zain's steps, while Agnia only smiled walking behind.

The first game that Zain tried as a warm-up was the ball pool, directly running towards the sea of balls. Increasingly excited by the presence of other children his age there. A second later drowned in excitement.

"Liatin from here, Ma'am. No papa." said Agnia, to Asri who looked worried.

Asri nodded, but Agnia's remark did not lessen her worries at all. Letting Zain play alone is like keeping a raw, scared whole egg.

Zain is very active, especially Puspa is very protective and always angry about small things. But if Zain is with Agnia, Asri is often even surprised by how trusting Puspa is in his sister-in-law. That even Hafidz who was the father of Zain often did not escape the target of Puspa's wrath.

While Asri was busy with her worries, Smile did not even disappear from Agnia's face. Spending time with Zain always manages to make him happy.

"Sir, I'm just looking for a book, okay?"

Asri, Zain's nanny since the baby nodded. "Yes. Please."

"I'm not long, if there's anything to call."

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As if it was incomplete if not to go hunting for books, Agnia rushed to leave Zain, which she believed was safe to be left with her caregiver, to go down to the first floor of the Mall where the bookstore was located.

Downstream of people looking orderly in this shopping mall, Agnia became the one who rushed towards the bookstore. Want to find any book that he can make reading in between his spare.

His steps had already arrived at the escalator, walking down towards the floor where the bookstore was located. Look at the current crowd, both upstairs and downstairs so crowded by people with different purposes.

It is regrettable, of the many eye objects Agnia caught a sight that she did not expect. His eyes were spontaneously round when he saw the object. And within seconds instantly shifted his gaze.

In this position it is clearly visible, he who is in the middle of the escalator down and who he sees is on the escalator up. I don't know what made him sad, it was just three people who looked happy. A man was holding his daughter, and next to her a woman who appeared to be his wife was flirting with her son with a happy smile.

How could such a happy scene make Agnia sad?

Tears just escaped from his eyes, looking extremely injured. Fortunately, no one cared, everyone was busy with their business. Unaware of Agnia who without cause shed tears.

Suddenly Agnia's chest became tight and rumbling, the fear she felt last night came back.

Hampa, that was how he felt as his foot exactly escaped from the escalator. His eyes looked far away, not wanting to turn around to see what had left him so hurt just now. On the other hand he still could not believe what both his eyes saw.

"Is that really them?" with teary eyes.