Want a Life of Heaven

86. Don't get confused!!

Retno looked at Akmal with a confused look as her son returned after quite a while, which made her wonder that Akmal had come to bring the parcel back. The parcel he had given to be delivered to Agnia's house.

"Lho!" Retno approached, looking at Akmal who had not even had time to sit down. "Why are you taking her home again?" his finger pointed at the parcel in Akmal's hand.

Akmal for a moment did not understand the gaze of the Mother's welcome, until the parcel he lifted in front of his face.let alone the Mother, himself was surprised. Akmal just realized that he had brought home the parcel that should have reached the hands of Khopipah.

To cover up his mistake, Akmal immediately smiled widely. Neutralize his expression, as his brain begins to work to find an excuse.

It was impossible to say that he had forgotten because he was jealous to see Agnia with another man. That's too embarrassing to tell.

"Yes Bun, I was going there. But. I think it's better for Mother to go there."

Retno frowned, unsure of her son's answer. "Where did you come from? Long enough, though."

"Emh, I was on the road. There was a disturbing sight on the road, so that's why I went home again."

Retno nodded, choosing to believe. Although Akmal lies, I don't know what his only child is trying to hide. "Yes, you are two days like you can't be trusted. Now let Mommy get ready first, we go to Aunt Khopipah's house together."

Retno could not see Akmal's confused face, had left without waiting for an answer from her son. Move to his room.

Akmal ketar-ketir, the article he just origin talk earlier. Not planning to return to Agnia's house at all, having been caught leaving just like that. Akmal, can only grimace in the heart.

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This afternoon ba'da ashar, Agnia stepped towards the balcony of her rooftop. Carrying a basket of empty clothes, it is intended to lift the clothesline.

But instead of reaching for the clothes that were waving in the wind, Agnia was standing against the wind. Enjoying the soft gust that rubbed his face.

Breathing out of her mouth, Agnia had no idea what Akmal was thinking. All he knew was the fact that Akmal made his head feel like it was going to break, the man was unclear from the beginning of their meeting, and so is today.

Agnia fretted to herself, what was wrong until the man suddenly created some distance. Come and disappear at will, like a ghost.

Not to mention the matter of the ring, Akmal's attitude like that now makes Agnia hesitate to say the loss of the ring to Akmal.

Because to feel that it doesn't matter to Akmal anymore, thought Agnia.

"Mom!" akbar's call broke Agnia's daydream.

Agnia did not turn her head, just took a long breath and exhaled slowly. That thing, of course, catfish Akbar.

The youngest of the three brothers came with his cry, approaching his older sister. "Well?"

"Lift the clothesline, say it again."

Akbar chuckled softly, lifting his clothesline. Agnia is more seen relaxing than doing something. "Why do you still stay here? spit down! Nyariin's mother."

"Yes." Agnia was brief, still motionless from where she stood.

"Is there a problem?" Akbar frowned, this kind of atmosphere was foreign to Agnia until clearly something was wrong if it happened.

"Bak if you've been looking for the wind like gini, in this place, must be his mind macem-macem." added Akbar, relaxed. Unknowingly already provoked delicacy agnia annoyed.

"Gee!" Very anxious, it could be Akbar bragging like that.

Akbar who just realized the gaze was a wave. "I mean, those macems. Not a reminder of the past."

Agnia throttled, Akbar's remark just confirmed everything.

"What the hell is it?"

"Do you really want to know?"

"Not really." Akbar shrugged both his shoulders. "It's definitely about the thing you were looking for yesterday."

"Sokay know!" spray Agnia, glaring.

"Yes what else?" akbar asked worriedly, his brother likes puzzles. "What makes you feel like this?"

"Say doesn't want to know."

Akbar sighed, anxious. "Basic ribet! Yes, story, Mother. Don't make me dizzy."

"Mak makes you dizzy? Temen you tuh, he who makes the head of Mbak dizzy." said Agnia ketus.

Akbar immediately stared interestedly, slightly raising the corner of his lips. "Actmal?"

"Who else?"

"Why indeed? he's looking for something?"

"The problem is simple, he suddenly does not appear again in front of the mother."

Akbar chuckled at Agnia's speech, making Agnia spontaneously snort.

"You think it's funny?"

"Couldn't fall in the heart?" Agnia looked at Akbar clingy, which seemed intimidating. "You think that at the age of Ma'am right now this kind of thing is important?"

Akbar did not answer or shake. Because know it's a trick question that doesn't need an answer, just enough to be heard.

"Look, the woman could not designate which man she wanted to marry, so the woman could only choose between accepting or not. So. because you are also a man, Ma'am tell you. Never confuse women! If you want to go, just go. If you want to try, do your best."

Akbar blinked, wondering why he was the one who got scorned. It is clear that he was the impingement, because of Akmal's mistake.

"Do you understand?" agnia asked, reusing her eyes to intimidate. "It's not about love or love, but your friend makes you feel played. So now tell him to go as far as possible, it's still not too late to give up."

Akbar scratched his nape did not itch, did not know what to answer like.

"I.. don't know anything, and don't understand but. If Akmal like that maybe because he's jealous?"

"Jealous as who? You?" Agnia again sprayed Akbar, directing his delicacy at the younger brother.

"Yes!" Akbar sniffed softly. "It's the guy in the suit, Wildan's brother."

Agnia sighed softly, actually thinking about that possibility. "Omong is empty." he said slowly.

"Or if he doesn't, he's about.."

"What about?" Agnia turned her head long enough, when Akbar paused her words. It even looks suspicious because Akbar is very serious about considering something.

"ah! It's not so." Akbar then grinned. "Gini deh Mbak than nagging me, better definitely the same person directly."

"You crazy?"

"i'm serious. Ask Akmal, but now he's downstairs."

Agnia frowning.

"That's why I'm here." explained Akbar.

"Why is he here?"

Akbar sniffing. "I don't know, but it's just the same."

Agnia sighed deeply, one side relieved after saying what was in her heart to Akbar, yet curious also about the purpose of the boy returning after leaving without greeting at all. It seems like he was asking for a lesson.

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Zain was a henchman messing with his fluttering toys, sitting barefoot with a small string of toys on the porch of the house.

Agnia approached her father, put down a basket of clothes that had dried, her hands stretched out to reach both cheeks of Zain.

"Zain kasian no friends. want aunty temenin?"

Zain shook his head without looking at the person who asked, making Agnia grab onto Zain's cheek once more to look at him. "Kok Zain is that, huh?" ask Agnia, with pursed lips. Sulked.

Zain pulled his face, again lowered his eyes on the lego that seemed to ask to be played.

"Zayn! Hey. The aunty's not answered."

"I already have another theme." replied Zain ketus, making Agnia chuckle. I don't know why Zain was sensitive to him, not usually.

"Yeah? So don't you want to be with Aunty again?"

Mangangguk.

"Who is Zain's new friend? Here's Aunty's acquaintance."

"There, that. That uncle."

"Uncle?" Agnia frowning. "Uncle Akbar?"

Zain did not answer, making Agnia immediately forget the speech of the four-year-old. Then get up, go in.

But when he turned to the door, Agnia was presented by Akmal who was walking towards them. Now I know Agnia who Uncle Zain meant.

Two people who did not expect to cross each other like that, it was awkward as if they had not met for so long. Including Akmal who is usually shameless especially awkward.

Their gazes locked for a moment, busy with their respective minds. Until Agnia even remembered her complaint to Akbar earlier.

"Agnian.."

Khopipah's voice rang out, making Agnia without turning her head to Akmal again, immediately continuing her steps towards home.

Akbar, who was a few steps behind Agnia, smiled. Akmal looked at him with support, patting his friend's shoulder gently. Akmal smiled back at him, somehow Akbar behaved as if he was in a serious condition.

"Accad!' Agnia retreated for a moment, her eyes pointing at the basket of clothes she had forgotten to carry. "Bring in, sorry."

Akbar sighed, looking at Akmal while shrugging his shoulders. As if trying to say, if he was affected by Akmal's mistake. Akmal, how do you understand code like that.

Akmal momentarily stared, Akbar and Agnia left. Now only he who was still at home accompanied Zain, again sat crouching in front of the boy. I can't think of that dramatic romance.

Meanwhile, Agnia went straight to her mother. Shake hands with Retno, then go to the kitchen to bring some snacks. And then joined the two friends to talk. Which was also for a moment, forgetting his complaint to Akmal.

Only time will answer, how the course of their relationship is still the cats.