Last Letter to You

Episode 21

No matter how little help you give, it will have a big effect on how I feel. I want you to stop, let my race flow on its own without the need for you to interfere

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Upon arrival at the campus, Agra did not immediately enter his class. Instead, go to the locker to pick up some of the files that Agra put there last night. Brawali University provides lockers for students. The location is in accordance with the building of the respective Faculty. For the Faculty of Economics, either Management or Accounting study program, the location of the locker is on the first floor. Near canteen.

Agra retrieves the necessary files and the manic falls on a bunch of letters with different colored envelopes. He grabbed one of them. You must know who the sender is.

Yes, it was all a letter from Kinan.

Back put, Agra looked groggy drawer front bag. Agra remembered, yesterday, when he had delivered Kinan to the bookstore, she gave him another letter. Agra could not remember for sure how many letters Kinan had made for him. Agra didn't want to think about it. After all, he doesn't really care.

He opened the letter which was wrapped in a purple envelope. Agra had thought that Kinan was a lover of rainbow colors, because all the envelopes of the letter were in a crisp color. And Agra doesn't like it very much. Especially the red color. Very dislike. There is no specific reason.

***The fourth letter from me.

To Agra, who I like.

Since I have known you, my desire has increased. I want to be a part of your life. I always dreamed of getting closer to you. I always wanted to talk to you about a lot of things. Spending time alone without any time. Go hand in hand. It's not you walking in front of me, while I'm behind you.

I want to change course. I walk in front of you while you are behind me. Watching me, to keep myself safe. Being on my back when I was in a storm from the front.

Knowing you, I wanted more. I became selfish for my own happiness.

But, know, your presence, it's encouraging for me. Bring me happiness. Stay my happiness, Agra. Even though you always act indifferent, always ignoring me, that's fine. Just don't you get out of my sight.

It's even happier if you return my feelings.

I love you, Agra. Always***.

Love's.

From Kinan, who loves you.

Agra's gaze as usual, flat. There was no expression when reading the letter. Every sentence, he understood it completely. Agra knew how Kinan felt when he received his response which was quite indifferent and rude.

Agra no longer knew what to do. He acts according to his heart. He doesn't want any woman to like him. Especially a kind of Kinan, expressing his feelings directly without feeling reluctant or embarrassed. Agra also did not want to open his heart, after he had been betrayed and lied to. He doesn't want it to happen again. You could say trauma. But, one day, he'll reopen it. Certainly, Agra first will express his feelings.

After reading, Agra kept the letter in a locker and locked it. He continued his steps, to his class on the second floor. Everyone who passed by him, especially the students threw smiles at him. Agra simply nodded her head without any intention of returning a smile. His face was flat, staring straight ahead.

"Once in a while engrave it face, don't be flat mouthful," hissed Afka as soon as Agra's nose was seen coming into the classroom. Afka looked at Agra, next to her, "Where? Did you get the guy?"

Agra leaned against the back of the chair. He looked, "Udah."

"Who? who's? Beautiful isn't she?" tanya Afka. Inevitably, Abyan shook Afka's head with his writing book.

"Not to be busy! Like a cat with fresh fish!" Abyan looked at Afka sharply. The man in the white hat snorted.

"Okay," replied Agra lazily.

Abyan asked. He was also curious though his reaction was not as exaggerated as Afka's, "Who's Emang, Gra?"

"Kin."

"SO SERIOUSLY?!" afka and Abyan. Both of them looked in disbelief.

Agra only cleared his throat in return.

"Would you like it, Gra?" Afka seemed interested in this discussion. Especially Kinan. He didn't think Kinan was good at playing the piano.

"The thing is, he doesn't want to tell me. I don't know what to do."

Both Afka and Abyan's forehead folded, astonished, "Well, why?" both answered. It's like telepathy first. Then they look at each other. Then, look at Agra again.

Agra raised his shoulders, not wanting to know.

Abyan clucked, "Yes, you ask, Gra!"

"Do I need to help you?" bargain Afka, "Do I need to approach Kinan so that he will admit the advantages?" his eyebrows play out, up and down.

"Lo mode can be aje, saji hood!" gaumat Abyan.

"He was getting more and more unwilling to admit it! Especially the same as the land crocodile kayak lo!" agra toilet cruel.

Afka cursed her friend, "Dead lo, Gra! Die lo! I'm telen! My overall!"

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"Na, I'm going to the locker first yeah, want to pick up a book. Go back first, fearing me later" Kinan told Zerina.

Zerina nodded, "Yauda, be careful when you go home. If there's anything my phone."

Kinan gave his thumbs up, "OK, Mr. princess."

The woman with the hair of that boat, chuckled and then passed away. Leaving Kinan alone in the corridor. Kinan walked towards his locker. After retrieving her book, Kinan accidentally saw Agra descending from the second floor. An opportunity for Kinan, to approach Agra. A day does not bother Agra, it feels like there is less in Kinan's life. Although it often did not get a response, at least Kinan was relieved to still be able to look at Agra's face.

"Agra!" call Kinan, strong.

Agra continued to walk towards the campus parking lot. It did not concern Kinan who called out his name. Kinan did not give up. He also pursued Agra's steps. Align your steps to align with each other.

Silent. There's no answer.

"There aren't any more classes, Gra?"

Boro-boro stopped and stared back at Kinan. Agra just kept stepping. Without caring about Kinan's whereabouts. Kinan smiled wryly. The wound that still imprinted in his heart, as if dripped with lime juice. Bemoan. Realizing that he was not considered to exist by Agra. But Kinan must not give up so easily. He must pursue his love until avenged.

"Jawab dong, don't diem mulu. Agra was not mute," Kinan said again, continuing to follow Agra's steps.

Kinan was engulfed in confusion, seeing Agra's demeanor like a chameleon. Changed briefly. Not a moment. Yesterday, even without Kinan guessing, Agra sent him a message first and invited him to breakfast together. In fact, before, Agra's attitude to him was too flat, indifferent, and indifferent. Worse, his presence was always overlooked. After Agra dropped her off for work, Kinan really hoped that Agra would be nice to her like that, in fact today, Agra is back as usual. Flat and no heart.

"Agra! For a moment I want to talk, "Kinan just kept on cooing for Agra to catch her own breath and respond.

Proven. Because at this moment, Agra stopped stepping and looked at Kinan, flat, "What?"

Kinan smiled happily. It worked, "Would you like to go home?"

"Yes, why?!" fierce, Agra.

Kinan squeezed his clothes, nervous, "You want to anterin me somewhere?"

Agra was silent and stared at Kinan flatly. He doesn't make any noise at all.

"You, Agra?" ask Kinan again.

"Why should I?" agra's flat voice makes Kinan's guts, chirp. Kinan kicep instantaneously. Cute lips.

"Yes, yes, because I like you, too" Kinan replied, plainly.

Agra grunting. Kinan's reason doesn't make sense to him, "Is it because yesterday you, I'm between jobs, so you ask me to anterin again?"

"Not gi--"

Cutting off Kinan's words, Agra further sharpened his gaze, "Dengerin I'm fine, not because I've been friendly with lo, both you and ngajak lo breakfast together, not because I've been friendly with you, you take that as a sign I accept your presence. Notwithstanding. Not at all. I just feel sorry for you. I just don't want to say that men are heartless, because they always ignore you. In reality, I have no heart."

Kinan's body joints, squeezing, heard the frontal speech of Agra's lips. Kinan. The words of Agra in his brain. Kinan's heart aches when he finds out that their last night togetherness is a form of Agra's pity on him. Kinan's eyes are heating up.

"Eat it, so women don't baper easily! I'm unplugging!" Agra spoke sarcastically and left.

Kinan lamented Agra's wide back which slowly moved away. Clear liquid hanging in the eye. Prepare for freefall. Her chest tight not playing. Agra's words certainly hurt her feelings. Kinan tried to stay firm and not easily swayed.

One clear grain escaped without being prevented again. Kinan cried. Weeping over his miserable fate. Her life, her love affairs, ended tragically.

"Butted by love ya gini!" knock someone out from behind his body.

Kinan quickly wiped his tears. He turned his body. Found Cakra, staring at him flat. Kinan smiled softly at Cakra.

"For what lo tangisin guy like him?! He has no heart!" said Cakra with a raised voice, "Don't be bucin! Agra is evil as you are! Stop liking him!"

Not angry when Cakra says that. Instead, Kinan was increasingly smiling. Although forced, "You're as evil as Agra."

Cakra's pounding awkwardly, "Yes, I'm different evil. I'm not a macem Agra. I saw his opponent too. If it was a girl, I wouldn't say as rude as what Agra did to you."

"That was, you were talking rudely to me. I'm a girl" said Kinan innocently.

Checkmate!

Cakra kicep, can't fight anymore. He looked at Kinan sharply, "Lupain about it. Now, I want to take my first request."

"What's the request?" ask Kinan curiously.

"Go home with me."

Kinan immediately shook his head strongly, "Can't. I'm going somewhere. There's important business" he refused.

"Gue inter," hail Cakra.

"Don't today. Tomorrow, will you?"

"Gue wants it now. There was no show of rejection," breaking off Cakra and instantly pulling Kinan's wrist a bit roughly, towards the motor park.

Kinan rebelled, "Lepasin, Cakra! I can't! Please understand!"

Cakra ignored him and continued to drag Kinan.

"Please hand. He's coming home with me."

Suddenly, both stopped. They both see who the intruder is. Kinan was wide-eyed, in disbelief. While Cakra, harden the face.

"Come," asked Agra as she reached out.

Kinan accepted it without remembering, that his heart had just been hurt by Agra.

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**Udah repeatedly I entered the visual character Kinan Agra, still failed huhuhu.

Why is that yaaa??? congratulations bgt**.