Want a Life of Heaven

77. Any progress?

That's creaking, it's creaking,

Welcoming you at every meeting.

Makes me freeze every time,

When your eyes plumbed into my eyes.

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Akbar halted his steps before Agnia, seeing nowhere but Agnia. Until the taste of the wrong stop on Ripda, like a mosquito. Although the two people had not spoken at all, but the atmosphere felt different for Ripda who could now only beat in silence.

"Ehem."

The two people who were looking at each other spontaneously turned their heads together, their time of looking at each other immediately ended. Turning to look at Ripda who had put on a meaningful smile.

"Oh!" Akmal instantly recognized Ripda, smiling at the girl his age. "Hey?"

Ripda smiled back, Akmal was completely distracted by Agnia to the point of not seeing her since. Looking at Agnia for a moment, as if to show if they really are old friends, as he had previously told Agnia.

"Hi, how are you?" ripda asked now, smiling. It was convenient to ask Akmal.

"Okay, Alhamdulillah." replied Akmal. " Em...here? Also talk?"

"Well, what else? And you, why are you here?" Ripda put on a suspicious face, occasionally glancing at Agnia. His young soul could already read a situation like this. "Don't want to study here, do you?" ripda Goda.

"You don't know yet as I am, now the personal driver of Mbak Agni." Akmal replied as he turned to Agnia next to Ripda.

"Yep?" Ripda glanced at Agnia, smiling similarly to her original smile at Akmal. Made Agnia afraid of that smile.

"Oh! my invitation came. My mom first, yeah.." Ripda suddenly ended the conversation, hurriedly saying something else.

The installment girl left before even getting an answer or a nod from the two people in front of her. The sight made Agnia again made a chuckle, her smile dazed as Ripda moved away.

Akmal did not care, now he was focused on noticing Agnia's thin smile. Feeling warm despite only seeing that thin and sincere smile. Until the moment Agnia turned to look at him, Akbar smiled again.

"Come on!"

Agnia snorted, not denying Akmal's invitation to return home. His face was flat again as usual, as if a smile for Ripda had consumed a stock smile for the rest of his life.

"Why?" Akmal became misbehaved, proud of the cynical gaze of his future wife.

"What are you doing here?" agnia asked briefly, with no smile at all.

"How come it's that? Can't she?" Akmal pressed his lips forward, appearing to sulk. But it didn't work for Agnia, not interested in a smile.

"Aren't you in college? Stop wasting time like this."

"Oh.. In fact, I have not told Ma'am, I. in suspension." said Akmal relaxed, half whispering. Closer his face to Agnia's ears, smiling as usual.

Agnia frowned, not about Akmal's answer bothering her. Rather astonished by Akmal's smile that was so patient and carefree discussing it. "You happy? You can smile."

"I'm sad too, Ma'am. But can what? I can only wait until the sentence is over. So. all that time, I want to take advantage of time rather than mussle with mischief."

"Curtain!" Agnia swerve. "You should now think of your friends. Do you think they'll be safe? You're the same Akbar.. And why do you have to get involved, huh?! You sloppy."

Akmal inexplicably blushed, pleased with Agnia's scolding. Makes Agnia feel pointless just talking to Akmal.

"Let's smile! You kidding?"

Akmal shakes his head, not wanting his adorable future wife to misunderstand. "No, I'm just a twilight diomelin Mbak." he replied honestly, back smirking. "Gemes, so take it home."

"Whatever.." Agnia did not want to serve Akmal's temptation, now the manyun dam stepped away. "You're the same Akbar!" he lamented again, moving away.

Seeing Agnia pursing her lips, Akmal grew even happier. Chuckles softly. "Don't masang that expression, Ma'am.it's even more adorable."

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"Come, Ma'am. Downhill!" said Akmal, who himself had not yet stepped off his bike. Waiting for Agnia to come down first, because that's the order.

Agnia did not budge, sitting at home on the Akmal motorbike. Angry actually, because Akmal forced and ignored his rejection. Even continue as he pleases to bring it to the spacious residence of the Akmal family.

Akmal made back anxious, smiling again. "Yaudah, Ma'am diem. I'll carry it."

Declare out of Agnia's mouth, although not believing Akmal's words still he was afraid of himself. It finally came down without being asked again.

"It's coercion!" bully Agnia, glaring sharply. Speak with complete emphasis.

Akmal just sniffed, standing staring at that manyuning Agnia. "Why indeed? I'm not taking you to some weird place. After all this house looks lonely outside, Mother is really at home. And don't forget the mother said it was up to."

Akbar's arbitrary explanation was returned with a slow breath by Agnia. Once again looked at Akmal with anxiety.

When did he agree to come to this house? And this is not a matter of loneliness or not, where he is ready to be invited to meet Akmal's parents alone. It's all in Agnia's mind.

"Udah, don't think too much. Many think of making people more misguided." said Akmal, smiling before then going first.

There was no choice, Agnia followed Akmal alone. He was there too.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.." Akmal broke free through the big door while saying his greetings in a loud voice, deliberately to be heard by his mother who was somewhere.

Agnia hesitated to enter the house, her eyes instantly circling left right.

"Mr, please sit down. Consider it my own home.I'm looking for Mommy first."

"Hulah.."

As ordered, Agnia sat in the long sopa of the living room. Letting Akmal go while yelling for his mother.

"It was taken seven years ago, when Akmal was still Junior High." Retno spoke, as if hearing what Agnia was thinking.

Agnia immediately turned her head towards the voice, smiling. "Tante.." he exclaimed, rising from his seat to greet.

"This old photo has not been replaced. You see now Akmal and his father are difficult to put together for this kind of momentum" explained Retno, without being asked. Still moving closer.

"How are you, baby?" retno asked, after welcoming Agnia's hand. Hugged his son-in-law for a while.

"Alhamdulillah, good Aunt."

"So, sit down again."

Agnia again sat her butt, in front of her Retno too. Now face each other at a table.

"You should have told aunt if you came here. Aunty so not perfect masakin because they do not know. "

Agnia shook her head quickly. "Grandfather, Aunt. I didn't take long. Still.must learn ba'da dhuhur."

"lho! Can't dong, can't go home so! There's still time before dhuhur, so don't go home before eating here."

Agnia could only smile, finding no words to refuse or insist.

"So, as long as Auntie cooks.. You can go around this house with Akmal, huh?"

"Why help, Auntie?" agnia.

"Good idea, but don't. You wait for Akmal here, let auntie call for a minute. Yea? Don't argue or argue."

Though how he could argue, even he was not allowed to talk and was left alone before opening his mouth. Agnia sighed, exactly once with Akmal if this side was visible from Retno. Realizing the similarity, Agnia was amazed. The corner of his lips lifted back up.

Soon Akmal reappeared, bringing him a glass of water. "Mom why smile?" ask Akmal interested.

"It's nothing, just realizing that you're the same as your mother is exactly the same."

"Whoa, I'm his son." Akmal said proudly. "But one question."

"What?" Agnia raised her eyebrows, curious about the question that made Akmal's face so serious.

"Don't like Mommy?"

Agnia nodded. I was confused why I was asked like that. "Yes..why not?"

"What do you like about Mother?"

"You said one question."

"Is it hard to answer?"

"Truly, yes, why?"

Akmal smirked before answering Agnia's question, making Agnia immediately read the situation. I was suspicious of that smile.

"Curkey. If you like my mother, you should like me too. What yes.. people say? before we see who we love, look at his family."

Agnia. "Don't tell me that's what you saw from me, too."

"Indeed." Unexpectedly Akmal nodded. "I saw Om, Auntie, let alone Akbar. Because he's my friend" Akmal replied, raising his eyebrows.

"But!! Then you should have married Akbar, you silly."

Akmal frowned, he mispronounced? What's with Agnia's suddenly bent face? Is Agnia jealous of Akbar? think Akmal at the moment.

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Akbar was standing in the doorway with his hands folded in front of his chest, his expression unusually flat a serious sign. Looking forward to Agnia who is now stepping towards home. His eyes began to glint as Agnia's figure eroded the distance, while the one awaited was completely unconscious. Stepping without burden.

A moment after their distance was only one step away Agnia looked up, their eyes ringing out. A moment of silence and silence.

"What?" Agnia asked flatly, confused as to why Akbar was blocking her path. And kept looking at him like that as if looking for a storm.

Akbar snorted, giving a look of intimidation. "It could have been Akmal's way, while his sister struggled on her own."

Agnia chuckles, dramatically at her sister. Using the word struggle.

"I'm serious!" Akbar glared, once his speech was considered a joke to be laughed at.

"Okay." Agnia ended her smile, looking at her sister fixedly. The tip of his eyes saw Akbar's ears were red once, making Agnia immediately know what was meant to be fought by Akbar. "Sorry." Agnia looked at Akbar softly. "Say, what's going on in there?"

Agnia's soft words did not work, Akbar was even more crazy to judge his older sister who he felt was very strong at this time. "Don't pretend you don't know, Mommy, you've seen my ears. The monster tugged at my ears mercilessly, until it felt like breaking up."

"The monster? Said it was like that."

"Mas Hafidz is hearty, Ma'am too."

Agnia smiled back at Akbar's anger, pointing her finger to pinch Akbar's gaunt cheek which was certainly immediately pushed aside.

"Don't get mad! Mas Hafidz is good for his purpose, though.maybe all vent."

"But!"

"Udah, don't be angry. Here.." Agnia directed a hug at Akbar, patting Akbar's back gently. "My poor brother, he's been through a lot."

Surprisingly Akbar was silent after being hugged, devastated. No longer fiery unclear. But even so, the irritation to his two brothers did not just disappear. Inwardly thinking of the stratagem, Agnia had to pay a heavy price after trapping him.