Want a Life of Heaven

74. solace

"Come on!" Agnia repeated her words, staring intently at Akmal who was even deliberately sculpting. Sedegik then clenched as Akmal just reviewed a smile. "Is something wrong?" Agnia asked, her gaze turned irritated.

Aware of his disturbing gaze, Akmal immediately smiled widely. Short blaring.

"Gee!" Agnia was made to sigh softly by the indistinct behavior of the man before her.

"So where are we going?" tanya Akmal relaxed, which instantly made Agnia's eyebrows linked. Not yet finished her astonishment, Agnia was again confused by the question posed by Akmal. And the man casually put a helmet on his head.

Agnia's deathly gaze was not finished until Akmal finished with his helmet, ready to slide. Then just smile from behind the helmet, when aware of that gaze. His eyes narrowed for a moment.

"Kidding.."

Two people with different tensions that survive with their respective characters. Agnia who bodo very much with her deadly gaze, and Akmal who never gave up with a dazzling smile. The two people did not know, if from inside his room, Akbar noticed the scene while thieving.

"Lumayan is interesting.Let's see how the end of the full story of this drama." said Akbar, said and nodded to himself.

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Akmal has arrived to bring Agnia to a luxurious house with a spacious courtyard full of various flowers, Agnia painstakingly controls her secretion, because not just any flowers in that place, she said, except the flowers are fantastic prices. Today, it is a trend to care for flowers that are not only beautiful but can be an investment material.

The thing that made Agnia the most wondering was why Akmal was so relaxed about entering the house of someone who respected so many people. But every step there was something amazing, so Agnia could not express doubts in her heart because she was amazed by the house.

"Want a house like this?" ask Akmal, know the amazement of Agnia at this time.

Agnia shook her head quickly, her eyes were still busy looking around. "I don't like big houses."

"Good, because my dream is also to build a simple house for us to live in." Akmals

"Whisper!" Agnia instantly dispelled Akmal's words, glaring for a moment. The boy began to again launch a lousy fist with his rancid smile.

Akmal smiled, starting to get very used to Agnia's response.

"What did you say?" Akmal asked again, as their steps arrived at the porch of the spacious mansion.

"Emm?" Agnia blinked, only realizing that it was too late in the splendor in her eyes. "ah! That's.. I was just wondering why you could casually break through this house. "said Agnia followed by her hesitant steps.

Akmal did not respond, only smiled again. "Come!' take him, while stepping towards the main door of the house.

"But.." Agnia who was not even finished with her question could only sigh, looking at Akmal who had deliberately ignored her words. Just follow in the end.

Akmal had pressed the doorbell, now waiting. While looking at Agnia's face as if it was a sagging spectacle while waiting, she put her hand in her pants pocket. Agnia tried not to care, glancing at the many things there. Busy praise in heart, how rich the professor during his lecture.

Long enough to wait finally a uniformed servant came to open the door, immediately nodding politely.

"Please, you have been waiting for me" he said gently, making Agnia again stunned. Add to that the list of amazing things about this house.

Agnia was still confused as well hesitating. Started to think if Akmal was that familiar with their professor. Glancing at Akmal returned as if charging an answer without asking.

"No papa." Akmal immediately knew what Agnia was worried about, giving a reassuring look. "Come on Ma'am." take her along while pulling on Agnia's arm, making the playful girl step inside.

The contents of that luxurious mansion truly amazed Agnia, speechless. Definition of perfection, in the heart berandah if it can show this house to his mother who is crazy about the spin of home furniture. But Agnia pinched her thigh as hard as she could, controlling herself not to overreact which could make her self-esteem fall.

The waiter in beautiful clothes led the two into a room that was no less surprising to Agnia. A workroom like a private office in one of the rooms of the house.

Very wide, the room dominated by black color was divided into two areas. One place to relax and guests may come, the other room seems full of books and files. Agnia could only catch a glimpse.

"Sir, this is the guest." the waiter reported, standing in the doorway between the main room and the room where Agnia and Akmal are currently.

The person they were aiming for shortly appeared, in a contrasting suit from his mysterious room. As Agnia was shocked, the tiger-patterned pajama suit shifted her attention.

Fortunately, no one was aware of Agnia's reaction, let alone that the maid immediately resigned as Wiryo met her two guests.

"You're up.." the man whose gray hair was already plentiful, almost blackened all over the hair stepped closer. His eyes were fixed on Akmal. "And who is with you?" ask again, while sitting up to his chair.

Agnia just smiled, while Akmal has not answered waiting whether the professor who is a good friend of his father recognized Agnia or not.

Sure enough, the five-headed man immediately smiled after correctly looking at the figure before him. "Agnia turned out. you know! You guys know each other?"

"Come on! Please sit comfortably." Wiryo spoke again, cutting Akmal who was about to answer the question.

The two people who had exchanged lyrics sat down, quite far apart.

"It's been a long time since you've been here, how are you?" Wiryo in a gentle manner asked Akmal, his attention undivided. He is not busy with his activities.

"Alhamdulillah, healthy Om."

Agnia spontaneously glanced at Akmal as Om's call pinned the man on someone who was to her extraordinary. Now he knows why Akmal so casually entered this house, it seems not the first time because they look very familiar with each other.

Wiryo nodded. "Thank God. and the question is, how did you know each other?"

"Emh. actually Om, Agnia's sister Akbar."

"Accbar? Wiryo frowned for a moment, as if remembering. "Oh. yeah." Switch to say Agnia "so she's your sister?"

Agnia nodded.

"Surprising.." Wiryo chuckled small. "You are not at all similar" he said. "So tell me, what's your rush after college?"

"I. I now teach, sir."

"Teaching? In?"

"In. One of Early Childhood Education."

Wiryo looked surprised to hear Agnia's reply, her back which she had been leaning on since.

"On PAUD? Uh! Excuse me. This is because you expect more from an Agnia."

Agnia smiled awkwardly, uncomfortable with that reaction. What is wrong with teaching at a school for children?

"Emh.. Is that why you turned down the offer to work from you?"

"That's.." Agnia gave her lips, for some reason suddenly nervous by the question. A moment later he raised his head again, smiling faintly. "I had another reason then."

Agnia's reply made Akmal worry all of a sudden. I thought there was something behind that awkward answer.

"Is it because of your marriage? But I heard you didn't get married."

Deg.

Agnia spontaneously turned to Akmal at that moment, as if asking for help. Doubtful looking at Wiryo. "Yes, the marriage did not happen. But that's not an excuse."

Wiryo nodded. "That could happen, but still. I am still disappointed with your rejection. There aren't many like you, and you're the only one who refuses without a second thought. If only at that time you were ready to join, of course you became one of the best of your generation."

Agnia nodded, smiling.

Wiryo nodded again, turned to Akmal later. Ending his attention to Agnia. "Then, tell me.. What is your purpose in coming here? I'm.." Wiryo paused, turning his head to the wall clock in his room. "Just have five minutes to listen."

Akmal nodded. "I'm sorry about my goal here to explain the problems that occurred between me, my friend, and Wildan."

Wiryo listened, nodding slowly. The waiter came by then, carrying three glasses of water. Making both Wiryo and Akmal speechless, still waiting until the waiter left.

With a deep breath, Wiryo weighed for a moment and then looked at Akmal. "So.. The point is that you're here to complain to me about Wildan?"

Akmal shook his head quickly. "Not Om, it's just that we're trying to straighten out the problems that are happening right now, and hopefully Om can help my friend get rid of his curse."

"I know.." Wildan nodded, his smile reappearing. "Wildan told me everything. And. the thing is, I'm more disappointed with your behavior than the kid."

Akmal raised his eyebrows, confused by what Wiryo was trying to say.

"What are you defending, but.."

"Sorry Om, before.." Akmal immediately cut Wiryo off, leaving the white-headed man with no choice but to listen. "What is the story Om heard from Wildan the same as the real story? Or the.. Om also ate Wildan's post?"

Wiryo snorted softly, then glanced at Agnia. "Can you give us a minute?"

Akmal now stands facing Wiryo who is sitting at his desk, in another area of the room. While Agnia was sitting at the original spot unsettled. His butt shifted trying to find the closest place to eavesdrop.

"You know what you say? Your words seem to doubt my upbringing towards my son."

Akmal. "Sorry, Om. I didn't mean to go that way."

"Then? Do you doubt my son's character?"

"Not so, Om. But when I heard the threat from Wildan, I hesitated. I think Wildan has taken advantage of the problems that have occurred."

"What kind of advantage do you mean?"

"Wildan, as if intentionally wanting to take down our organization with a snippet of footage she's spreading."

Wiryo sighed again, looking at Akmal. "Look, is everything on the tape engineered?"

Akmal shakes.

"Well, where is his mistake? It wasn't slander, and everything on the tape wasn't a fabrication or a trap. Therefore, everything you face is a risk."

"What if I have the full recording? And do you agree that I only posted the part when Wildan snagged one of my friends?"

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It turned out that more than five minutes of the chat was going on, Akmal exited in the fifteenth minute. It immediately shook its head when it got Agnia's gaze.

Agnia replied with a smile. "It's okay.." actually already know what's going on, heard the whole chat. Agnia actually placed her ear very close to that doorway, for the sake of eavesdropping. To then immediately return to his original seat when Akmal returned.

"Let's take me forward." The waiter who came back, came quickly.

Akmal nodded kindly, looking disappointed so clearly. Following the servant was accompanied by Agnia who had tried to think of something else. What kind of training can they do?

At that moment Agnia's eyes saw what she had not previously noticed. A family photo where Wiryo in the absence of his wife, smiled widely with two people who are his children. The three people smiled happily showing off the exact row of neat teeth.

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Akmal took Agnia without speaking to a place, a lake they had previously been to. But Agnia is not much protesting at the moment, for the sake of seeing Akmal who looks frustrated.

"I should know, you took me to this place again" said Agnia, slowly. His eyes were straight ahead looking forward while his steps were in rhythm with Akmal's footsteps.

Akmal smiled faintly, all he needed right now was peace as well as Agnia by his side. That'sthat's all.

"Everything doesn't work, what do we do?" murmured Agnia was disappointed, who was then captured by herself with a smile while looking at Akmal. "But no papa, there must be another way."

"What street?"

Agnia sniffing. "Come on, but there's got to be."

Akmal nodded.

"But I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry for?"

"To myself who was not at all helpful earlier. Before I thought it would be helpful to get to know the professor. But.." Agnia snorted, chuckling small. "As you've heard, he's just subtly humbling me."

"Yes, it's because he thinks he's better. Proud of her upbringing and children."

Agnia nodded, agreeing.

"By the way.. Ma'am was ever offered a job or. teach the same person?"

Agnia chuckles. "That guy?" Repeating the name pinned by Akmal, while his butt moved to occupy the grass without a pedestal. "Yes.. Never, but indeed I refused at that time." explained Agnia.

"Why?" tanya Akmal, who also joined next to Agnia. Curious gazing.

"Because I failed to get married" Agnia replied casually, turning her head with a smile.

"What..it was so hard?"

"Yes." Yeah." Agnia unhesitatingly replied, a moment of silence as if measuring whether it was as difficult as she had felt before. A moment later he took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. Enjoy the wind blowing slowly, caressing gently. "It's so hard that I hate anyone who starts asking questions about that day."

"Hemh?"

"Including you!" Agnia returned to her ferocious mode, staring intently. "Don't ask about my past. Just know what I'm saying and don't try to figure it out."

"All right.." Akmal immediately replied, staring at Agnia from his left side. Paying attention to Agnia who is beautiful from all sides, makes Akmal can not help but smile anxiously made.

Agnia snickered as she realized that gaze. "What's? Why laugh?"

"Not laughing, but smiling."

"Did I ever say anything about a smile? Don't smile easily! People can misunderstand your smile."

"This dazzling smile?"

"Gee! enchanting what, but more like the Joker."

"Yeah? Is there a Joker as good as me?"

"Whatever, yeah.."

Akmal again smiled broadly, Agnia this time was really the definition of solace for him. The cynical gaze was also the lazy answer Agnia as usual always managed to make Akmal anxious herself. Until Akmal does not get tired of re-teasing him at all costs, at all times.