Want a Life of Heaven

87. The ring's riddle

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Agnia returned to her routine, teaching. This morning came early, not expecting to meet Adi like before. Didn't wait for Widia, really go alone. Seeking peace, Akmal does not appear before him.

Until when entering the school area, no one seems to come other than the loyal security guard of this PAUD.

Agnia immediately entered the classroom where she was teaching, sighing upon arrival. Back comfortably. His mind floated on the chatter of the Mother and Mother Akmal, so the spirit of the two men planned many things to bring their children together.

Agnia shook her head immediately, not wanting to incriminate her mind about it. It is up to you later, when the time comes, that God will decide.

Although Agnia now somehow feels confident that this relationship will not work.

Once again Agnia sighed, her eyes straight at the ceiling of the colorful room. Just allowing peace in his heart, delaying the heap of grievances over the rancid boy named Akmal.

But when the peace was startled by the noise, Agnia spontaneously straightened her back. Staring at the sound, wondering what happened.

From the direction of the door Ripda entered while complaining, smiling widely. Showing her row of teeth, Agnia was made to grunt softly. Every time there is a girl's behavior.

"What's wrong?"

"Bent a door, Ma'am." replied Ripda, still with a grin. Agnia shook her head in astonishment at that moment, it was indeed strange for this careless fellow.

Ripda ignored Agnia's astonished gaze, instantly pulling out one of the small chairs there for her to sit on. A moment later it was already sitting facing Agnia.

"Mom! I'm curious.." said yes directly.

Agnia raised her eyebrows next to her. "What.. again?" the question is a little hesitant, always suspicious if Ripda is like this.

"It's nothing, but. how is the story Ma'am can know Akmal?"

Agnia sighed, asking about Akmal this early. Surprised, even though his figure does not exist, Akmal's name seems reluctant to go from his ears. Why does everyone keep reminding him of the boy, Agnia was made to not understand.

"Akmal is your friend, or your ex? Why always ask about him." Agnia asked a little curiously, very anxious at Ripda who could not stop being curious at Akmal.

"Friends, Ma'am." replied Ripda quickly, not wanting Agnia to misunderstand. "I wonder about it.." Ripda hung up his sentence, seemingly thinking for a moment. "You don't know that story, do you?"

"That story? That was.. The accident?"

Ripda nodded, his face turning serious now. "As far as I know, Akmal was really down at the time. I mean, he's not that familiar with other people. Whereas from what I see, Mbak's closeness is more than Akmal's acquaintance."

Agnia sighed back, looking at Ripda who was now waiting for her answer. Instead of immediately answering, Agnia instead stared fixedly at Ripda while scrunched her forehead. "Are you actually curious about Akmal, or curious about Ma'am's relationship with Akmal?"

Ripda smiled, Agnia knows very well with her heart. "The second one, Ma'am."

Agnia snorted softly, looking at Ripda anxiously. What was his business up to that target. "You sure?"

"Hemh?"

"You sure it wasn't Akmal's ex? You wouldn't want to do this if there wasn't any interest."

Hearing Agnia's words that made Ripda immediately shut her mouth, swallowing questions that were actually ready to be thrown. Reply grinning while shaking his head, now it does not matter if the question is not answered.

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Akmal sat languidly on the lip of his bed, staring at the ring-box nanar above his nightstand. For some reason so upset, even meeting Agnia yesterday only makes her more miserable. It felt like he was being looked at, and ignored.

The clock had already shown eight in the morning, Akmal sighed softly. He had class this morning, but his hand reached out to reach for the ring box.

It opened slowly, until the box turned up a ring that Agnia was actually looking for.

"Mother met Aunt Khopipah earlier.he loved it for mother, he said return it to you."

Thus the words of the Mother, which immediately made Akmal lose his last breath of spirit.

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Akbar when he arrived at the campus immediately looked for Akmal, forgetting his happiness even though he had returned to campus after being suspended. Moreover, all the confusing news, somehow immediately stopped and became clear. Which certainly makes the organization that was on the verge of destruction is now safe again.

Akbar didn't have time to think about anything about it, no matter what he was. He was happy, that's all.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.." Akbar passed the greeting first, before then he appeared with a face sumringah.

"Wa'alaikumsalam.."

Akbar was greeted with boisterous temptation by his friends, after which the greeting was answered. No exception Fiki who spontaneously stood, somehow more part of Akbar himself.

"Well, our star for the past few days has finally returned." welcome Fiki, illegitimate without a prick.

Akbar mendelik annoyed, why also bring it up when he was happy like this. "Diem lo!"

Fiki is weird, why is his reaction like that.

"Oiya, see my sister-in-law's candidate?"

Everyone immediately turned their heads, who had been noisy immediately fell silent. Akbar looked at me questioningly.

"What?"

"That's. lo's question."

"You're not wrong, I asked you where my sister-in-law would be."

"Snurvy!"

All are still full of questions, ignoring the fiki that was picked up. Who is Akbar makdus? Is Akbar holding a competition looking for a sister-in-law? thus the question in the small brain of the bachelor is less work.

Akmal came shortly, reading his greetings. Come with his special smile.

"Well, come too." said Akbar.

Again the entire space gawked, really a great surprise. They forgot to answer Akmal's greetings.

Akmal frowned, astonished by everyone's gazes. "Is something wrong?"

...

Akbar let out a long sigh, then turned to look at Akmal. They were already sitting together in the campus cafeteria, enjoying a glass of sweet tea. Because they don't eat their real purpose there.

"So what do we want to obrolin?" ask Akmal, open the chat. Staring curiously Akbar who was busy sighed.

"On Mbak Agni." replied Akbar, to then sip his drink.

Akmal nodded, ready to listen.

"Curkey. Before that I want to ask you one thing."

"Say."

"Lo's angry with Agni again?"

"No." Akmal shook his head, a second later frowned. "why is it like that?"

Akbar sighed again, amazed by the insensitivity of someone before him.

"Soalya Mbak Agni nagged me, because you suddenly moved to him.he said you made his head almost broke." explained Akbar, dramatic. "He felt like he was playing him."

"Mother Agni said that?"

"Yes. In short, he said... If you want to try, do your best. Don't confuse him with coming and going as he pleases."

Akmal lowered his head, he did not expect Agnia to feel that way. Nor do you know if her spontaneity behavior offended Agnia.

"For this one I agree, Sister Agni may be confused by your attitude that yesterday excitedly disturbed him, and today suddenly behaved indifferently. I as his sister also sprained."

"But not everything is like that."

"Continue?"

Akmal sighed, a moment later sniffing.

"Basic!" Akbar grunts. I was waiting for Akmal's answer. "Once I'm a girl, I also will not like the same lo if your attitude is like gini" said Akbar. "Anyways, solve your problems. If you're serious, point it out like before. Or. you could actually lose him."

Akbar sighed again, letting Akmal keep quiet with his will. "Gue said this because I appreciate you, because I know Mbak Agni's wounds heal slowly after your presence. So, do not get to Ma'am Agni hembuhnya lo, but marriage to another person." said Akbar, now accompanied by a frequent. Makes Akmal spontaneously raise his gaze.

That sentence, managed to make Akmal immediately look uncomfortable. Right, why did he give up so quickly?

Akmal was made to not understand, Somehow Agnia repeatedly made him want to give up. But many times there was also something that made him feel like he had to struggle, like this time.

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Agnia was serious when she said Akmal should leave, until the moment the figure appeared again. Agnia completely ignored him, annoyed. Who does he think he is? It can just come and go.

Agnia was still standing there, waiting for Widia to go further. Until the time she and Akmal lived, Agnia immediately stepped quickly towards her home. Still upset to the crown, not ready to meet Akmal for now.

"Mom, wait.."

Agnia was forced to stop her steps, turn around. "What?" ask Agnia flat.

"I have a reason."

"Reason?" Agnia frowned for a moment, guessing that Akbar must have told Akmal everything.

"The reason why you come and go as you please? If so, forget it."

"It's about the ring." cut Akmal, making Agnia no longer angry. And now just sighed softly, confused why Akmal asked at the wrong time.

"I doubt many things. And. this ring.." Akmal asked as he took the ring out of his pocket, which immediately made Agnia startled. "This ring makes me even more doubtful, if you don't consider me at all."

Agnia ignored Akmal's words, only one thing she was willing to do. Why is the ring in Akmal's hand?

"That ring, why is it in your hands?"

Akmal spontaneously frowned. What does that question mean.

Agnia looked at the puzzled, waiting for an answer. "Do you know how frantically I'm looking for the ring? Why is the ring in your hand?"

Akmal has no idea at all at this time, he thinks Agnia deliberately returned the ring to him through their parents. What then?

"Who gave you the ring?"

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