Want a Life of Heaven

97. Romance thin-thin?

...

The second day without Agnia, the spacious house looked even quieter than usual. Without the ridiculous debate of Agnia and Akbar, also the cry of Agnia while nagging. Only one had enlivened the house at this moment, Zain's cry.

Khopipah was overwhelmed to take care of Zain, his grandson was somehow difficult to manage as usual.

Continuing to cry his every wish was not fulfilled, even now Khopipah was holding Zain while persuading him to stop crying.

The crying began when Zain was lost somewhere when left for a few moments to take a drink, Khopipah who returned from the kitchen was made to panic instantly.

Fortunately the door to Agnia's room that opened to be a sign of Zain's existence, Khopipah was relieved therefore.

But somehow the story, the boy was already huddled on the bed with a laptop on his lap. At first glance it looks adorable, Zain imitate the style of the Father.

Khopipah complained slowly, then ran towards the grandson. Seizing the laptop in Zain's hands immediately, making Zain unprepared with the seizure slow down.

After that cry exploded, Zain did not want to know despite being warned about his tantric rage. Want a laptop that is deliberately kept out of its reach

Khopipah sighed, starting again in sobbing for this afternoon. With her body already gaining weight with age, the mother of three children was painstakingly holding her granddaughter.

"It's crying, yeah.." Khopipah paused, putting Zain on the sopa while he rested because Zain did not lift his face from his shoulder. "Later the bald Om comes again!" persuaded, because it is not good if seduced to buy ice cream and so on, now he initiative says something that most feared Zain.

Successfully, it was unexpected that Zain was now silent. Still sobbing, but calmer. Khopipah held back the laughter he made, only to remember this trick.

"Om the bald one won't come, will it?" zain asked, raising his face from Grandma's shoulder. With red eyes and still wet tears on his cheeks, the four-year-old asked seriously.

"Kalo Zainnya good, and not cry, certainly not come. But if Zainnya noisy, then Omnya come while carrying a sack."

"Sack?"

"Yes. Make kids who like to be naughty."

"I'm not bad, I'm."

"Well, should it be said grandma dong?"

"But I want to come with Aunty." Zain's yank.

"Aunty? Be able. But tomorrow, yeah.. Aunty's home tomorrow."

"lik! I want it now."

Khopipah stuttered, confused about what to answer now. The problem is with Fauzan and Hafidz who lie by saying if Agnia went on vacation two days, making Zain upset because he was not invited.

Why does Zain remember that lie? khopipah Inner.

...

In a different place, Agnia who missed Zain was actually in the middle of the herd eating his order soto. Accompanied by the gaze of two children of one generation, namely Akbar and Akmal.

Agnia bribed casually, unperturbed by the presence of the two people. He was also used to Akmal, so there was no awkwardness he felt.

As the corner of Agnia's eyes caught the intense gaze of the two people, Agnia then turned her eyes to Akbar who was sitting right in front of her. Clenched his forehead perfectly.

"Are you not in a job?" he asked, after a long time of silence and staring alternately at the two bachelors.

Akbar shook his head quickly, no need for questions. Agnia certainly already knows her daily activities, where there she is busy besides college. Akbar also turned his gaze to Akmal who was sitting leaning on the sopa, as if asking. Though the only one who asked Akmal to come, was himself.

Akmal then shook his head, anyway about Agnia he was willing to go back and forth the hospital and even ventured from the store of the father. If possible, he was even ready by day night to look after his future wife.

Agnia sighed furiously, once again staring at the two people to then refocus on her spoon.

Akbar's silence was rare until not long after the silence was created, he had again thrown a question.

"Kok that guy didn't come, Mommy?" tanyakanya.

"Why? Can't wait to see him?" reply Agnia flatly, without looking at her sister.

Akbar sighed deeply, not intending to answer. What kind of question is that?

Agnia looked back when there was no answer. "What did you say? he's a busy man, not like you."

"Gee!" Akbar said, why is it compared to him. Gian and himself are clearly in a different phase.

"Yes, it's busy. His sister is not being taken care of!" ketus Akbar's.

Akmal had only been listening since he got there, just now. Their small debates are interesting to witness, especially for her who has no siblings.

But who 'he' do they mean? For this one, Akmal was curious.

...

Gian had already arrived at the hospital lobby, taking a quick step towards Agnia's hospital room. I hope Akbar doesn't mean to change his mind, because he's late enough. The chat with Sila that widened, plus a short trip time made Gian spend more than twenty minutes to arrive there.

Gian's arrival answers Akbar's questions, as well as Akmal's curiosity. Tau it Akmal, if 'he' that brother and sister meant Gian.

Akbar immediately got up from his seat, indirectly allowing Gian to sit closer to Agnia. While he switched to sopa, joined next to Akmal.

Akmal looked confused for a moment, when Akbar suddenly just nudged his shoulder. Immediately understand that Akbar tricks to tease him, deliberately pumping for jealousy.

Akmal was certainly jealous, let alone Agnia welcoming the man with a smile. But jealousy must know the place, know the situation. Akmal just sniffed slowly to respond to Akbar, then again watched Gian's movements.

Gian looked at Agnia's face for a moment, as some had done before. Until even Agnia was getting used to that gaze.

"I'm not papa, sister." explained Agnia immediately, making the umpteenth time Akbar elbowed slowly Akmal's stomach. Looking for a loophole to try to make her friend jealous.

"Is it better?" asked Gian, even though he knew exactly the wound on Agnia's face was still the same as yesterday.

Agnia nodded, smiling to relieve Gian's guilt for her, which was not even her fault.

Gian sighed softly, which part is good? How does it heal in a day?

"Sorry, yeah. In the name of Wildan." Gian said, with a look of pity.

Agnia nodded slowly, keeping a thin smile.

"No papa, brother. Regardless of whatever it is, I'm grateful that he didn't do something that he could actually do" Agnia said. "So you don't have to feel guilty."

Gian did not say, at a loss for words because of Agnia's kindness. For whatever reason, he did not know what made Agnia still kind to him.

"Oiya, Brother." Agnia again opened the chat, could not bear to see Gian who was silent with a view somewhere. "I asked my brother here for one thing."

"What?" gian asked, his eyes returning towards Agnia attentively.

"Emh. In fact, I may not be entitled to this but... Shouldn't you say everything?"

Gian frowned, still listening.

"On his mother's brother."

Gian fell silent again, his mouth twitching to talk. Agnia was the second person to suggest the same thing, which again added to the confusion in Gian's heart.

"Should it?" ask Gian, lirih.

Agnia nodded. "He must know what he has the right to know."

A moment Agnia looked at Gian's face, creating a spark of jealousy in Akmal's heart.

"Better say it as soon as possible, or he'll live longer in hatred."

The room was quiet for a moment, Akbar stopped teasing Akmal to hear the serious chatter. Akmal doesn't understand anything, but everyone can guess if it boils down to motherhood, as well as misunderstanding.

...

Akbar looked one by three before him, powerless with silence. Dehem broke the silence as he got up, opened his mouth.

"Sister, can we have a chat?" the question is, go to Gian. "There's something I want to obrolin."

Gian looked over, nodding. Then follow Akbar without coercion, after all between him and Agnia is still very awkward to talk too much.

Agnia did not have time to ask, the two people had already passed leaving him and Akmal in one room. He who was still curious about what Akbar wanted to talk about suddenly forgot when Akmal was suddenly in front of him, taking over the seat that Gian had just occupied.

Akmal without smiling, said nothing. Making Agnia stare suspiciously, her focus turned to Akmal.

"Why?"

Akmal shook his head, just wanted to. A moment of staring at Agnia's face, while no one was bothering.

"Aren't you the boss here?" ask Akmal later. "Don't miss Zain, or teach the kids?"

Agnia snorted softly, what kind of question. He had not been there more than twenty-four hours.

"Bosen, anyway. But. if you kangen, it seems too early." replied Agnia relaxed. "You look like I've been here a week."

"Kan kangen doesn't have to part for long, ma'am. For example me, kangen continue to be the same Ma'am." said Akmal while squinting, showing his trademark smile. Impressed adorable.

Agnia snorted, with the usual sentence Akmal's smile was the one that managed to make her blush. Spontaneously turned his face to hide the happy twinkle, only that the smile was clearly from Akmal's position. Make him the happiest man of all.

"You're asking me to bosen up, miss and so on just to say that?" agnia asked, after neutralizing her smile.

Akmal nodded quickly, making her look even more adorable in Agnia's eyes.

"Em." Agnia nodded in understanding. "Sign you're old-fashioned! Your joke style is convoluted!"

"But the old-fashioned is still for you to smile." Akmal sniffed his shoulders, just accept it is called ancient.

"I appreciate it."

"Yep?"

Agnia nodded confidently, smiling. Unconsciously he was more comfortable talking with Akmal, and it added more and more happy in Akmal's heart.

For a moment, the two of them were silent while smiling at each other. For then Akmal sighed and stared fixedly at Agnia.

Agnia frowning. "Now what else?"

"I'm curious.. You're really doing well, or you're pretending?"

Pretending? Agnia had no idea where the question came from, was her fear clearly visible?

...

Agnia has not been able to evade, or say yes because Akbar is back with Gian. Agnia's attention, turned to the two people immediately.

Unseen a certain expression from Gian, made Agnia think that the chat was not something serious.

Gian sighed softly, turned Akmal a glance to then drop his gaze on his favorite girl with a smile.

"Agni, big brother now."

"Now?" ask Agnia, looking confused. Who managed to provoke a hard-to-interpret gaze from Akmal.

From what Akmal saw, why did Agnia seem to want the man to linger there. I can't believe Agnia ever did that to him.

"Yes, I still have work."

Agnia nodded. "Thank you for being picked up, brother."

I really want Gian to say that he should be grateful, but in the end only a nod can be shown.

Gian walked out with a disappointed look, feeling hopeless. Although she liked Agnia very much, she felt she had to stop. Unfortunately, Akmal did not look deformed in his eyes so that none could be reproached. They look a good fit, although Gian is eager to say otherwise.

...

As soon as Gian, Akbar spontaneously rounded his eyes. "Surge lo!" throw it at Akbar. "Search for opportunities, um!"

Akmal immediately got up, not responding to Akbar's actual half-facts. The chair, filled Akbar again.

"One question." said Akbar, staring at Agnia.

"The answer used to be the question." replied Agnia, reversing the situation.

"What?" tanya Akbar lazy, slouching. It seems like this brother is intentional.

"Did you talk to Gian?" ask Agnia by raising her intonation.

"Urusan boys! No need to know." cetus Akbar who immediately invited the proclamation of Agnia.

"Keep why is Akmal not invited, if it is a men's business?"

"Emh. because.." Akbar paused, kentara was writing. "I intentionally. So that Mbak same Akmal can be alone." he said while grinning.

Agnia gave a sigh. "That's lying! If you really want to mengedeketin Mbak same Akmal, should not have to come here. Let us both." said Agnia, self-administered.

"So you want to, huh? the same with Akmal?" Akbar asked with his idle face, luring Agnia to fall into his trap.

Agnia swallowed back her words, not wanting her tongue to misstep and embarrass herself.

"Don't divert! Answer my question!"

Akbar grinned, not at all intending to answer Agnia's question. Happy, creating a big question for her brother.

"It's nothing, Ma'am. Seriously.."

"Whatever.."

The words came out again from Agnia's mouth after a long time, her sign Akbar managed to provoke her irritation. Looking at her face at the moment, Agnia was no longer curious. Choosing to straighten his body on the brangkar, turned Akbar lazy.

"Don't take a break, you go!"

"But! Snooze."

"No, no seriously" said Agnia, stressing the word seriously.

"But Ma'am hasn't answered my question, even.." Yeah, that question hasn't been raised at all.

Agnia sniffed her shoulders, her eyes turning on her mobile phone. No longer responding to all the words of his brother.

Akmal chuckled, immediately approaching Akbar. Pat the shoulder of his sister-in-law, smiling.

"Come on, somebody wants me to obrolin."

"What?"

"Urusan boy." Akmal replied briefly, smiling idly. Subtle satirizing.

Akbar thaws, menges dus slowly. But it was worth it, the boy had to learn a lesson after playing with his only sister.

When it could not be convoluted, Akbar actually made Agnia upset by convoluted and ogah answered. Though Agnia, is not in a condition that is ready for a storm and joke as usual.