AGAPE (SELFLESS LOVE)
Facts About Magas and Events Beyond Alleged
"Don't pretend you are, Maga! I've seen it. You're terrible, so wild. Where did you study, huhh? Hahaha," Deanka teased as she chuckled, then pulled out Agam's hand that covered her face.
Seriously Agam is also embarrassed. But ... honestly Linda's existence is very functional. That was an amazing sensation, he thought.
"Insyria, Sir. Uh no, you're the teacher, huhahah."
"His son, my wife and I are kosher!" snarled Deanka while helping Agam to lean back.
Currently, the doctor is dressing the postoperative wound using sterile gauze, the series of emergency surgery process will be over soon.
"You also kissed Miss Aiza before marriage, right?" Agam quibbled to cover up his embarrassment.
"Hahaha, yes, I have. But not often."
Deanka then helps Agam dress up when the doctor has finished his last patch and leaves the room.
"Sir, I'm just." Agam refused to be helped by wearing clothes.
"Already, Maga. You are sick. Oiya when did you marry her?" whisky Deanka.
"Fastly, Sir. But I still have a stumbling block."
"Stone stumbling block, you mean?"
"Emm, barrier sir. Linda's father didn't like me at the beginning. To him I was the bad guy who had ruined his daughter's future." Agam sighed.
Then he got off the bed to learn to walk so as not to limp.
Deanka grabbed her shoulder. They walked out of the room towards another room similar to the living room.
In this place it looks like Linda is daydreaming about what.
"You still want to kiss, huh? Why daydream?" ask Deanka.
"Huhuh?"
The shocked Linda immediately blinked. And he was even more shocked when the main perpetrator of the perverted scene was able to stand up and this ssat was looking at him while smiling.
"I'm sorry" said Agam briefly. Then sit next to Deanka.
"Hmm, that was unforgivable, Maga. Unless you're married. Oiya Linda, now you know what the other side of her looks like?"
At first glance Deanka glanced at Linda who nodded while looking down.
Don't know everything, Linda.
"After this, you have to decide whether to love him or not. My message is, if you're going to leave him and change your decision, please keep Maga's involvement as a BRN member from anyone."
"Don't leave me, El." Sela Agam.
"Maga shut up! I'm not done talking yet" Deanka glanced at Agam.
"Mr Deanka, I'd like to ask you a question, okay?" Linda ventured.
"Please."
"Look sir, actually .. I'm still confused. I've heard of BRN, but said Mr. these people weren't BRN, then who were they? Is this room an illegal place? I have little concern if Mr and him are involved with a banned organization in this country."
"You mean?" Deanka knitted her eyebrows.
"I don't want to have a husband who is involved with underground organizations or who understands radicalism" Linda added.
"Hahaha," Deanka laughed. Agam just smiled.
"Why do you think that, El?" Agam is asking.
But Linda did not answer, but rather bowed.
"Well, I'll explain" said Deanka.
"Look, Maga is one of five BRN members in the country who have access to anonymous networks. Right now the rest are just three more people, of which two have been killed" Deanka said.
"Maga for anonymous is very important because Maga has access to BRN which is an organization under state supervision. And for BRN, Maga is very important because BRN knows that Maga has access to anonymous networks. Maga is both a BRN spy and an anonymous spy."
"W-what? Se-complex, that? Dangerously that?" Linda woken.
"Hahaha, that's exactly how he is. He's great, right?" praise Deanka while patting Agam on the shoulder.
"What are BRN and anonymous rivals?" Linda was curious.
"It could be yes, it could not. When the BRN betrays the people, the anonymous will act. And your future husband is a much-needed person in both, either in BRN or in anonymous networks."
"Why?" Deanka took a breath.
"Because he has advantages in the field of language, navigation and coding. He spoke many foreign languages, and understood secret codes." Deanka patted Agam on the shoulder.
"No need to overdo it, sir. I can because I learn. Anyone who studies can do it," Elak Agam.
Agam thinks Deanka is too fond of him, even though he feels mediocre.
"Hahaha, don't be so humble, Maga. Oiya Linda, one more special thing from her."
"Enough, Sir." Sela Agam's. But Deanka doesn't care.
"Hahaha, it's a little laughable anyway."
"Say, what?" Linda enthusiastic.
"He was once contacted by the biological sciences research center, and the world research to be researched his s p e r m a, he was asked to donate his s p e r m a, hahaha, he, hahaa." Deanka.
"Master, enough!" snapped Agam.
"W-what?! H-really?" Linda's surprised.
"I'm serious, I don't know where the research center thinks Maga is rare and needs to be preserved. Overseas there are said to be many women who have signed up to plant her womb with water that belongs to her, hahaha."
"What?!" Linda was surprised.
"Enough, Old. Enough's enough!"
Agam is impatient again. He pushed Deanka on the shoulder until the man fell out of the chair.
"Hahaha, so you're lucky, Linda. You've got quality and precious water that belongs to him without having to pay."
"Master, enough! I would never sell it anyway. I'm a Muslim, there's no way donor s p e r m a."
"Hahaha, yes I know. Oiya Maga, Linda. Looks like I should go home now. Ask for prayers from you so that Aizaku is not angry. I left her while she was being *****."
Deanka spoke without being filtered. Sontak makes Agam and Linda gawk. Deanka hugged Agam who was still gawking, then just passed by.
After Deanka left, Agam and Linda were quiet.
Yeah, they're like that sometimes, like people who don't know each other. But ... When the two engaged in a sinful activity, Agam and Linda were like one.
"Wait a minute, I'll take off the infusion first, then we go home."
Agam stood up, then returned to the previous room with a little limping.
"I'm helping you sir" Linda said. He chased after Agam and held his hand.
"Thank you" said Agam when they reached their destination.
Agam can remove the infusion alone without difficulty. Linda's just a spectator.
"Thank you for that one, sorry if you don't like it. But ... Seriously it was very helpful, I didn't get sick," while looking at Linda. More like staring at Linda's lips.
"Don't talk about it again, forget about it" Linda said. He turned his face. To be honest, the man's gaze always made him weak. Weak faith.
"Mmm, I'm hungry" said Agam. He rubbed his stomach.
"Is there anything here to eat? Where are those people going?" ask Linda.
"There's a secret cafe here. We'll be there later. The people who came home."
"Oiya sir, how are you and Hikam? Where are they now? Can I see him?"
"Can, but ... tomorrow yes."
"Why tomorrow, sir?"
"I'll have to wait for Uncle Jordan first."
"Uncle of Jordan, who?"
"My uncle, El. He lives abroad. I deliberately called here to be a representative of my father. That is, I would like to ask you," explained Agam as he reached out.
Linda grabbed Agam's hand, then they moved out of the room. The destination is a secret cafe. But Agam stopped going there and stopped his steps.
"Why, Sir?"
"Emm, my phone was lost at sea, to get into the cafe it had to wear a barcode driver on the phone. Hmm, let's just go home, okay?"
"I don't mind sir, I've eaten." Linda looked at him with concern.
"I'm also not too much trouble anyway, it's been infused and enjoy your lips, hehehe," he said.
Linda spontaneously hit Agam's shoulder and blushed.
"Awwhh" cried Agam, but he was not sick at all.
And right now, they were already in front of a grass fence, a camouflage gate. Then the fence opens automatically.
"Quickly," Agam pulled Linda.
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They are already in the park which is located about 200 meters from the highway.
"We'll just take a cab, yeah." Said Linda.
"May," answered Agam, the man grimaced a little.
"illness?" ask Linda, while wiping it.
"A little, when moved."
"How dare you sneak into an enemy ship? Don't do it again."
They were already standing on the shoulder of the road to intercept the taxi.
"It's a long story, I'll tell you when we're home." Agam sighed, thinking back to Yohan.
May the girl be the intermediary so that you can return to the right path. His inner.
"Why daydream, sir?"
"I'm sorry I remembered something" he replied.
"Sir, that's the cab" Linda screeched as she waved.
"Okay," Agam smiled.
It feels happy to take a taxi together with his beautiful wife-to-be like an artist. LB is an artist. Yes, sometimes Agam forgets that fact.
The taxi stopped, Agam told Linda to come in first before him.
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"Hoaaam," in the taxi Agam yawned. He closed his mouth when he yawned.
"Congratulations?" ask Linda.
"Yes" he answered briefly. While stretching hands.
"M-want to lean?" haggard Linda, doubt it.
"Can?" Agam asked while shifting.
"Bo-can," he answered nervously.
Getting nervous as the thick and fragrant man had actually been leaning on his shoulder.
And the taxi driver, several times blinked his eyes. He did not expect that the passengers this afternoon were very similar to LB artists and HGC Directors. Linda and Agam don't wear masks.
Forgotten or intentionally? nyai also does not know.
Sure enough, what he said was sleepy was not a joke, Agam was sluggish on Linda's shoulder, his breathing was quiet. His eyes and lips were tightly closed. A perfect definition of 'Handsome sleep.'
Suddenly Linda remembered Mr. Deanka's story about the advantages of Agam.
While looking at Agam's hair he smiled. His mind suddenly felt proud because it could get love and affection from Agam Ben Buana.
In the profile of the Director of the HGC, only Agam listed master five languages.
But ... now he knows if this man must have mastered more than five foreign languages until his existence is considered important for BRN and anonymous.
You're very important to me, too, Maga. Inner Linda. Unaware he called that name.
Maga, what a name. Linda smiled.
May you also be as genius and handsome as Mr. Agam.
Linda rubbed her stomach. If she already says handsome, it means .. the gender of the baby is male. Maybe Linda has got the latest information from Fatimah's doctor.
For a long time the beautiful pregnant woman was also sleepy, slowly her head leaned against the head of Agam.
Like having an inner bond, Agam awakens.
Knowing Linda was sleeping, Agam immediately positioned himself. Now, Linda was comfortable sleeping on her chest.
Replace, now Agam who rubbed Linda's hair, while occasionally kissing the top of his head.
Slowly Agampun's hand moved, intending to stroke his baby.
DEG.
And Agam swallowed the saliva as his hand was about to land in the area.
His intention is to the baby. Yes, it does both begin with 'Fruit,' but .. not the fruit that Agam means.
Prohibited area. Almost any.
Agam clenched his hands, squeezing the air while exhaling.
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They finally arrived.
Linda worked when she realized that the position had changed. It is he who rests comfortably on the chest of that field.
"It's over, huh?" While tidying her hair.
"Let's pay for the cargo, my bag and wallet are still in the Navy Military Base" Agam whispered.
"L-yes sir, this is to be paid for." Linda took out her wallet.
"Thank you, sir," Linda said as she and Agam got out of the car.
"Together" said the driver.
The new driver focused on the road when in front of him there was a turn. Previously, the driver focused on the rearview mirror to look at his former passengers.
"Ck, ck, ck, why is it so similar to LB and HGC Director? Geez I just realized now, I should have asked to take a picture with them," he murmured.
And the car was lost behind the turn.
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"Fortunately you have money" said Agam.
"Well, that's the money from the bushes."
"Non Lindaaa," cried Miss Ira.
The woman who had just opened the gate immediately rushed to hug Linda and kissed her cheek.
"Mmmuah, umuaah, the beautiful, the fragrant, the hobby of swimming and the like to eat while babbling finally came home too," he said. Still smirking Linda's cheek.
"Mom Ira! Enough's enough!" Gorgeous to pull Miss Ira.
"Don't kiss her again. This is the last time" he said.
"Hahaha, someone's jealous" Ira's mum chuckled. Now I'm holding Linda.
"Mom miss me?" ask Linda. It feels moved and flattered.
"Very," replied Ira Ma brief.
"Mom Ira is cooking, right? I'm hungry" said Agam.
He walked quickly into the house through the bassement. While his mind still did not accept seeing Bu Ira kiss Linda's cheek.
Not jealousy, no. The time of jealousy with Ira?
Reason, yes ... Agam did not like to see the smooth cheeks redness was touched by others.
"What's wrong?" Bu Ira's chasing. Feeling strange by the way Agam walks.
Sit facing the dining table upon arrival in the kitchen.
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While Linda immediately went to the backyard area to find a small navel owned by her son. He knew his son was buried here from Mr. Barata.
Linda stopped her steps when she saw the navel.
The vortex has been beautified with green grass, an as-yet-unnamed gravestone, lively flowers, and surrounded by colorful oval-shaped natural stones.
It is also roofed and decorated with mini-sized crystal lamps. Then on the left and right side there is a wooden bench whose shape is elongated.
"Hukk, man,"
Linda immediately calmed down and cried.
"Sorry dear .. forgive mama yes ...," he said.
"You should still be in your stomach if you were a selfless mother and ran away from this house."
Linda sobbed while weeding the small grasses that grew among the natural stones.
"Now you are gone forever. Happy there baby .... Surely ... there is better than here, huks."
"Let's give it a name, what's it gonna be?"
The familiar voice surprised Linda. I don't know when Agam was standing there.
"Sir Agam? N-don't eat?"
"I want to eat with you. I've been looking for you to the room, uh it turns out to be here."
The man squatted down next to Linda. Then play the natural stone lying down.
"The husband is so beautiful, thank you" Linda said.
"No need to thank you, El. He's my son. Yes, even in our religion the grave is only a tombstone, but .. I want it like this. You likey?"
"It's very much like, sir. The crystal lamp is unique," Linda looked up.
"Emm, the lights can change color. I designed it."
"All this?"
"Yes" Agam nodded.
"How about we eat first? Later after the shower we come here again." Grabbing Linda's hand.
"Good."
Linda obedient. All the way to the kitchen he just looked down.
Back in this house, it feels comfortable. Linda felt protected. Not because of his luxurious house and super complete facilities, but.
"Eating a lot" said Agam while bringing the entire menu made by Ira to Linda.
"So you don't have to do this, I can take it myself."
And just now Agam was going to put one mouthful into his mouth, the intercom rang.
"Let me go there" said Ms. Ira, who rushed down the stairs with a broom.
"Thank you, Miss Ira," said Agam.
Agam's eyebrows frowned slightly, who thought he was the one who visited this afternoon?
Then he enjoyed the first bite while looking at the beautiful Linda. Linda looked at him too.
Definition of eating with love.
And Agam cleaned the melted ketchup under Linda's lips with his hands. Both of them enjoyed the afternoon meal while smiling.
"Sir Agam, sorry." Miss Ira came, and gasped.
"Mom, why?" Agam stopped eating.
"Her eyes, the bodyguard of Agam was two people, and there were two more people I had never seen before. Said your bodyguard, the guest insisted on coming here."
"Sir I'm sorry," a man came.
He was a guest and a member of Agam who followed him to the kitchen.
"Enda?" Agam surprised.
"Sorry sir, Berli's father insisted on coming here, wanted to see you soon."
"W-what?! What does it mean my father is here?!"
Linda shaking. His hand that was holding the spoon instantly tremored.
"El, relax." Agam immediately approached and hugged Linda.
"Tell me, why don't you take her to the hotel first?" ask Agam to Enda.
"I've prepared the hotel as per Relief's orders, sir. But Berli's father forced and threatened us."
"Threatening?" Agam and Linda were shocked.
"Yes, he said if not immediately met with Mr. Agam, Berli's father will leak the ugliness of the Father to the public," explained Enda while bowed.
"Sir Agam, I have to get there right away" Linda broke away from Agam's arms.
"El, wait." Agam.
"We're together" he added. This was unexpected, Agam's heart was slightly pounding.
"Sorry not to tell you, your phone is off."
"Yes, my phone is gone. How are they doing? I mean Relief and friends," asked Agam.
"Relief, Ricky, Veto and Yanyan are already in the hospital, sir. Their last condition was nothing to worry about. Maxim was there."
"Thank God."
Then with a slow step and a difficult heart to define, Agam moved while holding tightly Linda's hand.
"I'm afraid dad's mad ...." Linda's hands are cold.
Same, El. Me too, said Agam in his mind as he sighed.
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...Still in the atmosphere of Eid al-Adha Day 10 Dzul Hijjah 1442, nyai and family apologize inner birth....
...May we all be in His protection, and always be established in Islam and faith....
...Aami....