Want a Life of Heaven

78. Not yet

Let's be together, please,

Lived.

One love, one ark

which unites two bodies in one name.

Express love and like.

What we call love.

°°°

Akmal sat leaning with eyes out of nowhere, his gaze. Sit in a chair alone, daydreaming about something. It looked awful, a moment later it let out a long sigh. Speak a little loudly. "Gee! It's boring!" his weakness.

From the kitchen, Agnia who was struggling with a knife and some fruits turned towards the sound. Although he did not see the complaining figure, he still throbbed. "It's only been two days, don't rush to get bored." said Agnia.

Akbar clucked, truly this brother. Reaksiacam what is it.

Not getting an answer, Agnia spoke again. Louder to hear his brother. "You're not the only one on the suspension, so don't overdo it!"

"Hemh?" Akbar involuntarily raised his eyebrows, not understanding what Agnia was trying to tell him.

"The three of you seem to be inseparable, always related" said Agnia again who increasingly makes Akbar do not understand.

"What do you mean, Mama? Who's on the suspension? Wildans? But who's the same?"

Agnia was momentarily astonished. " Lho! Akmal same Asma also in suspension, you don't know?" agnia asked, already walking towards the dining table this time. Carrying a bowl of mixed dice pieces of fruit.

Akbar is still in the process of digesting, because none of his friends told him. On the other hand, feeling disappointed is amazing.

"Same as Asthma too?" Akbar asked again, making sure.

Agnia nodded. "Yes." his hands were busy pouring two different white liquids into his fresh fruit mixture.

Akbar sighed in frustration. It was furious why everything was getting more complicated and penetrated many people.

"Bak feels weird, doesn't he?" Akbar frowned, looking at Agnia. "The campus gave the verdict shortly after Wildan threatened Akmal. It was as if he had someone influential behind him. Aren't you?"

Agnia sniffed her shoulders shortly after pretending to think, not interested in adding Akbar's guess which was right.

"Gee! Why doesn't anyone tell you?" Akbar complained about something else. "And Akmal, damn him, more willing to tell Mbak than me."

Agnia did not reply, leaving Akbar with her chaotic thoughts. Still quiet about what he's doing.

A moment later Agnia sighed softly, turning her head Akbar was already silent and seemed to be thinking hard. Stepping closer, thrusting a fruit salad ordered by Akbar.

"Udah, don't over think! Eat the salad."

Akbar chirped, staring at Agnia with his trademark delicacy. More sure if this brother is indeed an expert in ignoring others.

"Great relief, even though the sister, the sister-in-law, the same husband-to-be was hit by a disaster." great-granddaughter Akbar, while his hands smoothly grabbed a fruit salad made by Agnia. His face was even smoother, without sin.

Agnia was very anxious, it could be Akbar said that confidently when naming Asma as his sister-in-law. Now his hands have ruffled his waist, a sign ready to nag.

"Cruel? Maybe what you mean is a problem. The problem that comes from your own hands." bully Agnia, who is now a pickled turn, did not understand why this sister never learned.

Akbar grinned wide showing his neat teeth, spooky also if like this. Gently gazing at Agnia who is less responsive, but once talking can make other people ketar ketir.

"Udah, don't be angry! We eat together." said Akbar later, imitating the way Agnia spoke earlier while patting the chair next to her. Code for Agnia to sit there.

Agnia was certainly not interested, shaking her head immediately. Now he is in a condition that is not interested in any food, full after lunch at Akmal's house. Plus Akbar who rese once and asked a lot.

"Why? Why?"

"Father." Agnia replied immediately, half shouting. "You make Mbak not tasteful" he said again, ketus once. Go straight away after saying that.

Akbar became confused himself after Agnia left just like that, Feeling that something was wrong. "Lho! Why am I being scolded?" he murmured as he sighed slowly.

Agnia returned to her room, instantly laying down on her soft bed. Take a deep breath, and exhale slowly. For a moment to secure himself.

A smile suddenly appeared on Agnia's face, some good memories that had just been created flashed back in her head at this moment. Contrasting with her exasperated face at Akbar earlier, her smile was so beautiful.

...

The full dish filled the table left Agnia speechless, only able to throw a gaze at Akmal. It's a lie when Retno said she didn't have time to cook, with a short time where maybe all of this cuisine was served.

Retno came again with another plate, to then sit in her chair opposite Agnia. her usual smile was so bright, especially at the arrival of Agnia.

"I'm sorry, Agni.. Aunty can only make things worse." lied Retno, but not entirely lie because Akmal hastily forced him to prepare. The only child was confident that he would bring Agnia to their home, so everything had to be taken care of with food delivery.

"Grandfather, Aunt." Agnia smiled awkwardly. "It's.just enough.much." Agnia stuttered a little, inwardly confused as to which part was called potluck. Though from the start sambal, lalapan, side dishes, also crackers there. As if all these foods were served to some people.

Retno who did not understand the gurat face Agnia again smiled without burden. "Next time, take your mother. Aunty promise masakin more menu than this." said Retno in earnest, which made Agnia panic at the same time. More than this? Now Agnia knows if the Akmal family is not playing games, simple outside but royal in it.

Akmal smiled again, looking at the two people. It's adorable, making her even more convinced that Agnia would be a good fit to enter this family. Although awkward, but the smile that Agnia emitted could not lie.

"Let's eat, baby.. Akmal, come!"

"Yes, Aunt."

All must have experienced a process like this, Agnia had once felt the same tension years ago when she was first met with Adi's parents. It's just that, in contrast to before, Agnia is currently feeling very comfortable with this family. I don't know why.

The lunch full of warmth was finally finished, Agnia gulped her water for the last time. A second later so confused again, poking his lips hesitated to speak.

Akmal, who seemed to know what he was thinking and became restless for Agnia, looked back with understanding. Directly speak softly.

"Sir, I'll wait in front. I'll drive you home soon."

"Ehh.." Agnia was confused, turning to Retno for a moment. "Yes, but later, I'll help you settle this first."

"Not to." Retno immediately shook her head. "All this is going to be wrong, you go. You're in a hurry, right?"

Agnia was still confused, glancing back at Akmal for a moment. It's not polite to just leave.

"Sir papa. Go home." Retno was convincing. Smilingly.

"Emh. yes, Auntie.." Agnia smiled awkwardly.

"But there's one thing that bothers aunty." Retno cut back, just before Agnia got up from her seat.

"Your relationship isn't a joke, so. Akmal should not need to call Agnia as Mbak anymore" said Retno, staring at Akmal.

"By pleasure." Akmal bak given bait, immediately reply. Shrugging his shoulders, no problem.

"And.." now Retno turned to look at Agnia. "Auntie hope you're not too stiff, rather than wearing me you, why don't I you?"

Agnia was again made without wrinkles, typical of Akmal and his mother once. Both of them seemed to have the power to make all m happily comply with their wishes.

"Yes?"

Agnia smiled thinly, shyly. Nodding slowly.

Akmal stepped in the lead, turning back to see Agnia who was still licensed to her mother. Waiting for a moment to equalize the steps. Steal a glance glanced at Agnia from where she was standing at that moment.

"Don't look at me like that!" agnia protest, now it's just the two of them in the courtyard.

"I?" Akmal frowned, Agnia playing formal again with him.

"Why? You think I was serious about my nod?"

Akmal chuckled softly, then shook his head. "No, I know it must be so."

"Mr?" now it was Agnia's turn to frown, imitating Akmal's style earlier.

Akmal shrugged his shoulders. "Where else, if you call baby, it's not time yet."

Agnia snorted softly, but could not cover her smile. Akmal's gaze along with the sentence was the perfect alloy to tear apart the hearts of women.

...

As the tightness was covered, the thinness of Agnia's heart could not be covered by the weasel. Especially from himself. Agnia's heart was increasingly filled with warmth, the wounds of the past were slowly being ignored. It was just that Agnia was still reluctant to admit it.

There was still a strange feeling to remember Akmal who was three years younger than him. Marrying someone the same age as your sister? Agnia was hindered by the foreign thought.

It's just that for now, Agnia chose to just live out her feelings. Feelings like a new teenager drunk romance. A feeling he had long avoided.

But amidst that smile, Agnia was reminded again of the ring she had not found when she turned to the left side of her room. Spontaneous Agnia woke up, sitting her body. Striking frustration, returning to condemn his carelessness.

Agnia is dizzy, what should she say later if Akmal charges for the ring. Not to mention the suspension of three people less fortunate Akbar Akmal and Asma who as soon as possible want him to end.

One thing is for sure, the romance between Akmal and Agnia is not allowed at this time. Still complicated with internal problems and carelessness problems between the two.