Want a Life of Heaven

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Agnia was better, though not so excited. Still upset, if you remember how the day to be offset the loss of the ring, but it turns out the ring without cause has been in the hands of Akmal.

Given that Agnia felt stupid, also embarrassed because she was dishonest when given the ring.

Agnia felt herself again, if remembered there was no frustration that had to be extended again. Because Akbar took that step because of his affection.

Agnia took a deep breath, exhaling it slowly. Trying to get rid of her anxiety, trying to forget that simple incident.

He was still struggling, sitting on a prayer mat. Just finished praying after prayers and dhikr.

Unfortunately, about Akmal and the ring even haunted him at prayer. What Agnia believed to be the definition of a demon without being.

Zain who moved on the bed, made Agnia instantly scatter to his side. Patting his shoulder gently, letting Zain sleep for longer.

Shortly after Zain calmed down again, a knock on the door sounded. Making Agnia turn her head, be wary in case it sucks Akbar. But when the door opened, it was clearly the mother. Agnia then smiled as she wrapped her shoulders.

"Zain's not awake yet?" ask Khopipah, slowly. Actually do not need to be asked because it looks, but still ask. Stale style of our society.

Agnia nodded, getting up and taking off her face.

"Someone wants Obrolin's mom, we're talking outside."

"Yes, Mom." replied Agnia quickly, not having time to think about what she wanted to say.

"Mother wait outside." brief Khopipah, as she stepped out of her daughter's room slowly. Not wanting to wake her grandson.

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Akbar was sitting waiting at the dining table, looking up when his mother and brother came. Agnia was a little surprised, was her chatter so serious that it had to hold an emergency discussion like this?

Even Akbar still with his sarong and coffee, just returned from the mosque. Agnia was sure that the child had not been able to go to her room

Agnia sat up, her eyes staring at the confused Mother who was sitting her butt on the opposite table. Also turned Akbar who was sitting next to him at a glance, then returned to the Mother.

"What's up, Mom?" ask Agnia, really have no idea with the chat her mother meant.

"It's the mother's fault" said Khopipah, who was immediately greeted by a twitching forehead by Agnia. Still not at the core, until it seems general and inconclusive.

"Mother who loves the ring is like Aunt Retno." said Khopipah.

Hearing that Agnia immediately sighed softly, about the ring again. He thought it was all over, but it seemed that everyone was still bringing it up.

"On that again.." Agnia looked at Akbar. "Don't know, but.. can you not tell me about it again? Ma'am felt stupid to remember that." complained Agnia, knowing full well if her sister complained.

Akbar throttled, why was he the one attacked?

"Just.." Agnia turned to look at the Mother. "I still can't believe Akbar probably laughed at my stupidity, while he felt his behavior was right."

"I don't care Ma'am, kok." said Akbar, who was immediately met with a sharp gaze by Agnia. He signals if he hasn't finished talking.

Akbar then swallowed his complaint again, it must be silent if it does not want to be sprayed.

"Therefore.. Don't talk about the ring anymore! Or the.. Ma'am won't talk to you anymore." threatened Agnia, before then leaving behind his sister and mother.

Akbar grunted softly, then turned his head to the Mother. As if complaining about the attitude of Agnia who night blamed him.

Khopipah chuckled back, Understand the meaning of Akbar's gaze. Gently looked at his youngest son.

"Here you go, your sister may be a little embarrassed to admit about the ring. Prestigious" said Khopipah, laughing softly, calming Akbar

Akbar sighed, where there was such. Although it may be, but the threat of Agnia is too scary if only for prestige reasons.

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Zain will be teaching today, it's been so tidy since morning. He even prepared his own little bag.

Akbar chases, stepping quickly ahead of Agnia and Zain who are already in the courtyard. Stop that aunt couple.

"I'm anter ya Mbak." bargained Akbar, smiling widely. Staring at Agnia and Zain alternately.

For a moment Agnia noticed Akbar's motor, weighing. But because Zain who was already happy, finally nodded slowly.

Agnia's mood managed to make the other mood break. Akbar was busy with his thoughts, so shut up. Although originally a fad, Akbar could not bear to make sad for his only sister with his chatter. Right now, Akbar was really trying to keep quiet.

Until the three people finally clashed without throwing jokes as usual, Akbar began to think. Is this brother really shy about admitting the ring?

The three people were unconscious, let alone Zain who was suspicious despite seeing the wrong thing. Someone from far away noticed their movements silently. Just put forward his motorbike when Akbar's motorbike came out of the spacious yard, following from behind without anyone's suspicion.

A tall person with a helmet attached to his head stopped, as Akbar also stopped to his destination to escort the Big Brother. Stay there for a while, until when Akbar leaves the mysterious man pulls out his phone. Directing his cellphone camera towards the school that began to be crowded.

The security guard there certainly felt suspicious, but did not have time to confirm because the man in a denim jacket had passed before he could be approached. Making the loyal security guard swallow his suspicions again, although his forehead was still wrinkled in wonder.

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Wildan in a different place grinned, staring at the screen of his phone that just vibrated. A moment later the tengil's face turned bright after a while just a manyun and fell silent at the dining table.

Without saying anything, immediately got up from his chair. Leaving behind Wiryo and Gian who were still eating his breakfast, whistled happily.

The happy highlight of Wildan's behavior, managed to ignite a squeak on Gian's forehead. Feeling suspicious of something, his feelings become uncertain. Gian recognized his brother, so he worried for no reason. Afraid that something was being planned by Wildan.

"Wait a minute, the spoiled child who always wins will get a reward soon." muttered Wildan quietly, as usual threatening at the back. Looking once again at Gian who was also staring at him, smiled obliquely.

Deghs.

Gian did not know the meaning of the smile, but his feelings were not out of his mind. Starting to guess what his reckless sister was going to do, his blood rippled suddenly.

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Nothing makes Gian have to worry about something, because never have anything meaningful to be afraid of being threatened Wildan.

Gian sighed, maybe it was only in his mind. Maybe he was too exaggerated to think of the younger brother.

After a debate within himself, Gian finally got out of his car.

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A different atmosphere experienced by Agnia who now let Zain play with friends his age, mingle to learn and play together. The smile did not disappear from Agnia's face, just relieved because the pounding was not fussy.

That day Alisya returned to take Raina, after a few days not to take her because of illness. Her smile was flashing while she was chatting with Agnia, but just like before, Agnia was also smiling back but not at her but towards Raina.

To be honest, Agnia cannot be hypocritical by showing a smile. For his heart could forget that betrayal. Act like that, the limits of his ability.

Alisya for so many times swallowed the bitter pill, Agnia never looked at him or just smiled. It's just that not being aware, being kind to Raina was already a big thing for Agnia. Alisya will be that.

Raina was hypnotized, running towards Agnia. Which was immediately greeted by a helping hand by Agnia.

Agnia smiled kindly, as usual asked already breakfast? By what? Praise smart, beautiful. Then he called Zain to meet him. So sweet.

For the sake of looking at it from afar, Alisya was filled. His eyes blinked, Smell aware of something.

Despite not greeting her, Agnia ignored everything and was neutral even very kind to Raina.

Start thinking if Adi is right, about not demanding more than sorry Agnia. He now misses the friendship that is as good as it used to be.

Blame him expecting that?

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Zain nodded quickly. "Tomorrow here again" he said.

"Can.." Agnia answered the sumringah, pinching her pounding cheek.

Agnia's smile slowly faded, when she was confronted by Alisya when she was about to go home, making the two look at each other for a moment.

"Mom Agni, come.." one of the guardians greeted, while pinching slowly on Zain's cheek. Making Agnia stop that intense gaze for a moment. Take the time to nod, smile. To then return Alisya's gaze.

"Emh. I want to say thank you." said Alisya, after around them there was no one else.

"Acus?"

"Keep you for my son, Raina."

Hearing that Agnia replied to a smile. "Your speech feels like I deserve to be bad with Raina."

"It's not so, but since Adi and I have hurt you a lot, I think our son.."

"Will it make me uncomfortable?" cut Agnia. "We are now twenty-five, next year two six. If you think you're the only one who's changed, you're wrong."

"I learned many things, and one of them is not to involve these children in our personal feelings."

Alisya could not answer, only slightly realizing that Agnia's speech was now the longest than before. And he could feel if Agnia felt more emotional.

Just then, Akmal who had been out since when waiting outside appeared. Approaching, leads to Zain dab glancing at Agnia.

Zain turned from Agnia's lap towards Akmal, looking pleased with his new uncle. Straight out his hand when he saw Akmal, ask to be carried.

"We're going home now?" ask Akmal, to Zain of course.

Zain nodded, and immediately walked away from the sight of the two people who were having a serious conversation.

Agnia sighed softly, looking at Alisya. "I go first" he said, to then completely pass from before Alisya.

Alisya smiled bitterly, not expecting as sad as it felt not considered and ignored. As if there had never been a close bond between them, Alisya felt discarded.

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Akmal waited, already pinning Zain on the bike while he held it. Pretend that Zain is riding his own bike.

Agnia came with a grim look, approaching the two people. If it wasn't for Alisya, he might have ignored Akmal.

Akmal immediately smiled, ignoring Agnia's gaze. "Where to teach?" tanyanya gently.

Agnia was a little surprised, it was not usual for the boy to be sweet. Which is usually just always bragging and disturbing.

Agnia was not lulled, rattling her forehead back. Looked suspiciously.

"That won't work" said Agnia.

Akmal chuckles. "All right, but about yesterday I'm sorry. I admit to being wrong and childish." Akmal said seriously. "I won't repeat."

Somehow Agnia felt touched, somehow pellet what makes Akmal so attractive in her eyes now. A smile could not be held back Agnia.

For the sake of seeing that Akmal does not need an answer anymore, directly staring straight. Turning motor. His heart was back in bloom, and he could not hide the smile he was smiling.

Sometimes things as simple as that are so meaningful, without a doubt amazingly beautiful. Akmal seemed to come back to life with a new hope, forgetting that previously it had upset Agnia even badly.

That sweet sight, witnessed by someone from inside his car. Adi, who was waiting for the wife in the car with Raina, sighed softly. Trying to be happy with Agnia's happiness, although somehow still a little bitter he felt.

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Gian had just raised his face after four hours of this struggling with files, laptops, meetings, and presentations.

His body stretched for a moment, glancing at the clock on the wall of his office. Twelve o'clock, the sign is that working hours are starting in thirty minutes.

Gian sighed, instead of going to fill the stomach he actually remembered Agnia. His hand reached out to grab the phone on his desk, immediately searching for Agnia's name on the contact list.

Long enough since Gian pressed the call button, but Agnia never answered.

Until the second call, when Gian was already smiling happily when there was an answer, it was precisely the voice of a man who actually sounded. Finally a disappointed smile re-emerged on his face.

"Hello?"

Gian frowned, making sure what he heard once more, also ascertaining whose name was listed there. Not wrong, Agnia. And there's no way the girl gave him the wrong number.

"Hello?"

Gian frowned, wondering who the person across there was. "It's.."

"This is the future husband of the owner of this HP."

Gian consensus, wonder themselves. What does that introduction mean.

"I'm sorry?"

"What's it gonna take, please talk."

Gian whipped, paled with the tone of the guy's song. "This is really her future husband, or.."

Tut .The call suddenly ended. Make Gian not only upset, but also doubt also annoyed.

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Agnia looked at Akmal's anxiety, the man daring to answer the call on his phone. I regret leaving my phone at the table.

"I answered, fear is important." Akmal's alibi, smiling. The previous one did not intend to answer the call, just that the name listed there made Akmal immediately answer the call with courage.

Agnia immediately pulled her phone earlier, making the phone call end unintentionally.

"You're overreacting." complained Agnia, glaring sharply.

"The conversation turned out to be.."

Agnia manyun, of course. Immediately check his phone briefly, ascertaining who made Akmal dare to answer the call.

Khopipah came at that time, immediately joined with a meaningful smile "Akmal turned out." he said.

Khopipah is relieved, the sign of gongjang ganjing anger Agni ended. Now the two men can continue their romance in peace.

Khopipah was honestly happy, aware of the big change in her daughter after knowing Akmal. It turns out he didn't take Akmal wrong.

Fauzan also came, hearing the commotion in the room. Smiling when he saw Akmal. He himself sat down.

Agnia went back, to bring her a drink. By not forgetting this time his phone he brought with him, fearing something similar happened. Although it is actually impossible.

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Wildan with his bully sense now nodded in understanding, reacting to the words of someone before him.

"So, he was betrothed to Akmal?" ask Wildan, repeating his informant remark. He smiled, after getting a nod.

"good. One pat, two dead mosquitoes. Uh.." Wildan. "One pat, three dead mosquitoes."

There's no mistaking it, the one Wildan was targeting was Agnia. Only he and God knew what his plan was.