Want a Life of Heaven

70. Agnia's Advice

The same morning for Asthma. A morning as simple as usual. Starting from waking up at dawn, spending the morning helping the mother, and leaving for campus by noon. Nothing's different, the sleep was good last night, the feeling is fine. Everything went perfectly, at first.

"Qori's! Wait." Wait." Asma exclaimed, moving her legs fast. Approaching Qori, the tip of his red pasmina waved softly.

Qori was waiting, he had just come down from the angkot. "Tumben... arrive early?" qori asked, nudging Asthma's arm.

"I'm hungry, that's why." replied Asma while replying to Qori's reluctance.

"Why? Running out of rice at home?" Qori grinned, again nudging Asthma.

"Have a son! Nauzubillah.." Manyun asthma, nudge Qori again. The two men ended up being half-hearted, continuing to brag while stepping towards the canteen. Makes everyone who sees wonder.

It was the same for the three people who got up from their seats, walking from the opposite direction. One of them snorted, astonished by the behavior of the two women in front of him. Not very clear.

"What's wrong?" one of them asked, hearing the snort of his friend.

Wildan raised the corner of his lips, looking over. "It's nothing, just surprised by the strange people in this place" he replied, showing a condescending look at Qori and Asma who were his seniors.

Qori and Asma where concerned, were unaware of that gaze. Already arriving at the cafeteria, Qori did not even reply again to Asthma's unwillingness, moving towards the table. Now look more seriously at Asthma.

"Have you heard the rumors? Akbar and Akmal said he would be a brother-in-law."

Asthma breathed slowly. "i know's. Don't discuss it, it doesn't have anything to do with me." he said slowly, moving to sit in a chair. Unwilling to listen to Qori who seemed intent on making his heart mess up.

"Obviously it has to do with you, it's time you missed that one-sided love."

"Ah. whatever. Sit down!" Asma stared in amazement, Qori forgot to sit her butt just to say the news.

"Okay." Qori Manyun, unhappy with Asthma's reaction. His mouth was busy talking, his buttocks were sitting. But not until his butt into the chair, someone deliberately pulled the chair. Make Qori fall, without warning.

"Aw!" Qori looked up, staring at who was standing nearby. His face flushed red, ashamed of everyone's look at him. Until Qori could only stare at the confused Wildan that prank.

Asthma immediately stood up, grabbing Qori's hand immediately. Wake up best friend. The pain may not be much, but the shame does not need to be asked. Who could stand it, even the people around them started whispering.

Wildan grinned, looking at the two people before him. "Sorry, brother."

Asma snorted, the child even grunted just like that after saying an apology that was even more sounding noisy than an apology. There was no regret or seriousness from his words. "Hey!"

Wildan raised his eyebrows, turned back. Two people next to him, too.

"What does that mean?"

"Yes?"

"What does that mean?" resuming Asthma, undaunted to return Wildan's gaze. "I saw everything, you intentionally."

Wildan smiled. "Emh. I never apologize a second time. So once I say sorry, just accept it. Sis.." said Wildan, stressing his last word.

"I know you, but you don't seem to know me. We are your seniors, so speak politely."

"ah! Let's not extend this, senior brother.I don't like dealing with people like you."

Asthma stared in disbelief. "You say as if we started.. You were the first to bother my friend. Therefore, let's not extend with a sincere apology."

Wildan snorted, glancing at Qori at a glance. Then he looked back at Asma, inwardly saluting the woman who was looking at him cynically. "That sight.. Have I ever made the same mistake? Your friend just don't papa, why are you that noisy?"

"I'm sure you'd do the same thing if the same thing happened to your friend."

"No. I won't interfere in other people's affairs, even if it's my friend. Know why? Because I knew it could get me in trouble. It might happen the same way."

"Don't bullshit! I just want your apology, with it at least showing that you have respect."

"And I certainly wouldn't do it, obviously?"

"Well, if that's the extent of your parents' upbringing. Let's end it."

Wildan snorted violently, stepping closer. "What about my parents' upbringing?" wildan's gaze was now different, as if the topic of parents was very sensitive to him. "Don't carelessly talk.I tell you, the reason why many scholars whose future is gloomy, one of them is because they are like lo. Speaking of origin, and to the wrong person. And stop looking at me like that! It's warning.. Don't show that look to me again. Wanna?"

Asma was already about to retaliate, eager to teach the arrogant boy a lesson. But Qori clasped Asthma's hand tightly, staring at the plea that made Asma finally just stay still, turning her eyes away.

Wildan nodded, silent girl in front of him he considered the answer yes. "Good."

Wildan turned back, looking at his two friends. Signal, then continue his steps. Ignoring the gaze of those around him, who certainly do not like his attitude.

"Find out about that red hooded woman."

"Make what? he's an MBI member, we could get in trouble ngusik one of them. Better not to touch.."

*Wildan pleaded, not accepting the advice of her friend. "Find it! Don't ask too many questions, bang*at." he said, half shouting. A moment later Wildan sighed softly, noticing his rough battle with his friend. Look back, smile. "she's beautiful, that's why. So just look for info about him*.."

The two people next to him looked at each other, raising their hands if they had to convince Wildan. Just nod. "Okay."

***

Akmal, who hasn't heard from his three friends, called Fiki and Ardi again this afternoon. Asking the two to come to Akbar's house. They still owe me an explanation. Akmal came with his bike, as did Ardi and Fiki who came three minutes later.

"Goddessalam.." Khopipah, opening the door, was coming down the stairs when the doorbell rang. Move towards the door.

"Actmal? Fiki and Ardi are here too?" Khopipah frowned, astonished. Not usually these three people visit in the afternoon.

Akmal smiled faintly. "Tante, is there Akbar?"

"There's." Khopipah nodded, of course there was. Smiling responsibly, feeling astonished by Akmal's question, felt strange in his ears.

The silence that Akbar created was split apart, as their mother barged into the room whose door was not tightly closed. Akbar and Agnia spontaneously turned towards the door, Khopipah who was about to open his mouth, staring confusedly. Saw a bruised face on his youngest child's face.

"What's wrong?" Khopipah asked, holding Akbar's face. Make sure the bruise is not too severe.

Agnia where could answer, could only shake her head slowly. Hinted that only Akbar could answer.

"Just like.." Khopipah sighed softly, it would not be finished if he waited for Akbar to open his mouth. "We'll talk later, but now. meet Akmal, Fiki and Ardi. They're in front."

Instead of getting up, Akbar turned to Agnia. As if asking for approval. Agnia understood immediately.

"Sir papa. Let Mbak temenin.."

Akmal, Fiki and Ardi did not speak a word. Everything is so complicated, Wildan deliberately related to the ferocity of Akbar's punch with the organization. Say it's inappropriate, a little touchy about the faith. The fiki that was rese turned one hundred and eighty degrees.

Just turned his head with a smile as Akbar appeared with Agnia.

Agnia looked at the three people one by one, smiling thinly. "There's a better place for us to talk" he said gently, calmly.

The five people finally gathered in the back garden, gathered in front of the swimming pool, there was also a gazebo and a long wooden chair there. It feels comfortable also safe from the ears of others, because it is blocked by high walls with other houses.

Akbar, Fiki, and Akmal were sitting in that long chair. Ardi and Agnia stood facing the three seated men.

"Okay, just go straight. Clearly everything." said Agnia, asking for an explanation. Look at everyone there, no matter who's going to explain.

Akmal, who also did not know the story, looked at Akbar, curious about what happened. He doesn't want to end up with what he knows.

Akbar sighed softly, his eyes pointing at Agnia.

***

Asma and Qori forgot about the incident just now, let alone Qori knowing about Wildan and his minions who were always making a fuss. Asthma warns not to be provoked again if you meet the same person, but Asthma only sniffs the shoulders. No matter, for him who is arrogant must be taught a lesson.

"Yes. yes..been!" Asthma frowned, dizzy with the same words Qori. "Don't talk about it, or I'm really angry."

Qori sighed softly, extremely anxious. Asthma does not understand the situation at all.

"Come on!" Asma grabbed Qori's hand, pulling her to walk faster. Both walked home from the cafeteria.

Far away on the field, Wildan who became the center of attention when playing volleyball once saw two people who he had not long disturbed. Smiling thinly. Whispering to one of his friends.

Wildan's friend ran straight to Asma and Qori. I don't know what was planned. "Sister!"

Those who were approached looked at each other, clearly remembered the person before him. "What's wrong?" asma asked casually, not feeling like dealing with this one.

Asthma raised her eyebrows when the junior thrust a cell phone at her.

"This what?"

"Let's make peace, instead we exchange no Hp. That's Wildan."

Asthma frowned, turning to Qori for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

"Just exchange no, is that a big deal?"

"Not that, what I'm asking is..he thinks I'm what?"

"Your life is hard enough, why complicate all this? Let's make this easy. That's Wildan."

"Said Wildan?" Asma grunted quietly. "Make it easy for him to say? So don't bother me! Don't you want to deal with someone like me?" tanyakanya. "That's my word." Asthma imitated the speech of the boy before her, staring flatly. "Go! Tell me that."

Qori again grimaced, why Wildan the boy was so interested in disturbing Asthma. And why did Asma not hear his advice earlier.

Wildan's tall friend momentarily poked his lips, weighing. "Sister, if I may give you some advice, whatever Wildan says later, just ignore it. That's my word."

Asthma is made wonder, one person plunges others pretentious to give advice. Finally just staring at the back of the tall man, who had already passed back to his master.

Wildan carefully listened, not surprised by the answer he got. His eyes highlighted the sharp Asma who walked up. Still hearing his friend explain, His eyes flashed with annoyance.

"God! Who do you think you are, huh?!" wildan shouted, the shout managed to invite everyone's gazes. Everyone whispered to each other, already wondering what would happen next. Asma who heard that immediately turned her head, making Qori's efforts that pulled her away so futile.

Wildan directed his sharp gaze at Asma, approaching her senior brother. "Don't misunderstand me. I'm not doing it because you're so special, it's my kindness.."

"Killness? With you considering me a cheap woman, that's kindness?" Asthma asked flatly, trying to regulate her emotions.

"Ow! I'm not the one who said it, but sukur if you realize." Wildan grinned. "That's how you are in my eyes."

Asma grunting. "So you get emotional when I talk about parenting. But look at how you judge a woman, I'm sure your parents would be disappointed if they knew how you behaved."

Wildan. "Yeah? But in my opinion, your parents will be disappointed if they know the behavior of their children like this and then suddenly disappear from campus."

Asma stabbed her brows, staring questioningly. "So. are you threatening me?"

"Forget over! Fix your attitude, only after that we talk about exchanging no. If you agree, brother, then the speech is only the wind. Not a threat." Wildan grinned again, staring fixed Asthma for a moment. Then stepped away leisurely, feeling on the wind as usual. Don't know, Asthma is starting to boil. His hands clenched slowly, staring at the passing Wildan while humming.

***

Agmia did not blink, had heard the whole story. It is amazing why Akbar can be mistaken in acting.

"So where am I wrong, Ma'am? I don't accept Asthma.." Akbar. "I don't accept any woman being treated like that." she said.

I don't know, Agnia can't see anything. Of course, do not accept what happened to Asthma as a woman, but do not agree with the spontaneous reaction of Asthma as well as Akbar. The two men still had to learn to regulate emotions.

"Whatever it is, you shouldn't be arrogant either." Agnia said softly.

"So you think I should shut up?" akbar asked, looking at Agnia confusedly. Are all people the same? Blame what he did.

"Look, let me explain. Denger's fine." Agnia let out a long sigh, preparing to give some advice. "There is always a choice in every opportunity. Just as Asthma could have ignored the child when she had the chance, you could have taken Asthma away when there was a chance, rather than beating the child. Everything is better if considered first. But now, it's all happening. The only option you have on this occasion is to apologize. Lower your ego."

Akbar was silent, listening. Ardi, Fiki and Akmal. The three of them even lowered their heads in, as if they were making a mistake as well.

Agnia looked at Akbar for a moment, honestly feeling relieved after saying yes. "You must learn to handle your fiery attitude. Studying wise! What is clear is that your behavior does not help anyone or prove anything, you only add to the problem. Even after this, even though you've apologized.. Ma'am sure he won't let you or Asma calm down so soon."

"The arrogant man, will not understand with gentleness or punch. Because those two things will only add to their desire for revenge." added Agnia again. Busy monologue.

"Now, you go home. Don't think about this too much. We'll think of a way out tomorrow."

"Yes, Mommy." Fiki answered, representing three of his friends who were silent.

Agnia sighed again, about to leave after getting the nod of the four people before her. But the steps are gamang, turning back to Akbar and the other four.

"Things like this are common, some people take advantage of their privileges incorrectly. She said if you ever meet someone like this again. Remember, you have a choice. Ignore them, or face them and the risks you may face."