Last Letter to You

Episode 22

Don't make me fly, if there's no intention of being responsible.

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During the trip, both Agra and Kinan were both silent. They both dissolve in their minds. At medium speed, Agra propelled his motor, towards the address Kinan had told him before they could move. The day was quite hot, producing sweaty sweat on Kinan's forehead. Kinan wiped it with the tissue he had just picked up in his pants pocket.

From the reflection of the left rearview mirror, Agra noticed Kinan who was wiping away sweat. That instant also his wits worked and his heart cried out, why easily, his body approached Kinan again when he saw Cakra forcefully pulling Kinan, just now.

It was as if his heart was rebelling to immediately keep Kinan away from Cakra. Agra really did not understand why his body's reaction was suddenly difficult for him to control himself. Even today he again broke the ban he made for himself. Agra intervenes into Kinan's affairs with Cakra and seems to care deeply for Kinan.

I don't know. Agra really doesn't believe in him. For the time being, Agra was just following what her body's reaction was. But, still, she would not open her heart to Kinan.

"Agra don't want to, why did you come back again?" kinan asked half-screaming because their position was on the highway. The sound of the vehicle is greater than the sound.

Agra heard but he chose not to make a sound.

"Agra doesn't like it when Cakra bothers me, does she? why show up again?" again Kinan asked. As long as that man, Agra, a lot of gibberish was Kinan's hobby.

"Dong wagon, Agra. Don't be braked, "Kinan tugged at the little black jacket that Agra was wearing.

"Jealous as chakra?" Kinan shook his head. To be able to see Agra's face, even though it can only be from the side. Flat Agra expression. The handsome man remained focused on the streets. Not at all looking at Kinan.

"If Agra did not come, maybe now I am not Agra, but Cakra," Kinan said in a quiet voice, but Agra was able to catch because the vehicle was not too noisy like that.

"Never go with her" great-grandson Agra was very slow.

Kinan again leaned his head, "Huh? What Agra? What did Agra just say? I'm not horrified."

"Nothing. Spots down! Just arrived!" sentak Agra then stopped the motorbike. Park it in a special parking lot. With a heavy heart Kinan down, but it was clear that Agra had said something.

"What do you want to get into this building?" agra suddenly asked. He was already standing beside Kinan without taking off his jacket. His face looked confused as well as curious.

"There's a need, Agra. Let's go inside, "Kinan walks first. Agra. Kinan observed the interior of Mr. business associate's office. Brownian. Kinan is fascinated by such an elegant design. Clean and really comfortable. He had thought that anyone who managed to get a chance to work here, must have a huge salary. Just look at the office building is very tall and spacious.

They entered the elevator, Kinan pressed the 30th button. Kinan was briefly told by Brown, where Mr. Albert and what floor. Hence, he did not ask the receptionist again. Forgetting for a moment the beauty of this building, Kinan was suddenly stricken with nervousness and fear. In a moment, he will meet Mr. Albert, the man who taught him to spend the night at the hotel and turned out to be one of Mr.'s colleagues. Brownian.

Really, Kinan was really nervous. Kinan clenched his hands tightly so that the trembling he felt could be reduced. Yet futile. And all of Kinan's strangeness, none of which Agra missed. Agra silently noticed Kinan's every behavior, his gestures making Agra die of curiosity.

Actually, who wants this girl to meet?

Ting!

The elevator stopped on the 30th floor. Kinan came out breathing deeply, especially when his eyes were pointed at the signboard that read the CEO's room on behalf of Albert Clein. Knees squeezed. His roar was deathly pale. Given that Agra was beside her at the moment, Kinan tried to remain calm.

"Agra, you wait here yes, I go inside first" Kinan said to Agra with a brief nod of his head.

"If you're tired of standing, sit there first huh," Kinan pointed to the waiting chair near the emergency stairs. Tell Agra to sit there if he's tired.

Agra just cleared his throat.

Kinan approached the secretary's desk right near the door of the CEO's room. He smiled kindly at the woman behind the table, "I'm Kinan. I want to meet with Albert. Albert sir, is there?"

The casual-clothed woman smiled amiably and nodded, "Please enter Ma'am. Mr. Albert is waiting for you."

"good. Thank you." said Kinan then walked towards the brown door and knocked on it. Someone inside told him to come in. Kinan took another breath, because his breath suddenly choked. Kinan came in and closed the door.

It was then that Albert turned his great work chair around. Seeing Kinan with his demonic grin. In his fingers, tucked a cigarette. Albert sucked the little thing and blew his smoke into the air. Kinan coughed at it.

"Finally you came too, baby. I've been waiting for you since," said the mischievous Albert. He stood up after putting out his cigarette. Walking, approaching Kinan with both hands sinking in his pants pocket, "How was your trip here? Aren't you scared at all?"

Both of Kinan's fingers fused in front, he was nervous because Albert was so close to him. Kinan tried to carve a smile on his face, "Okay sir. There's no obstacle whatsoever."

"Good then," Albert examined the clingy appearance of Kinan from top to bottom. Albert circled Kinan's body. He was slightly tempted by the curves of the woman's body. Kinan was feeling uneasy, "By the way, you're so pretty today. It was so beautiful from our first meeting. I admit, you're very good at taking care of your body."

Forcing a smile to stay fluffy, Kinan said, "Thank you Master for the compliment."

"But you have vilified me!" albert's expression turned wrathful. He gripped Kinan's jaw suddenly until Kinan's body retreated, crashing into the wall. Kinan grimaced and tried to let go of Albert's hand, but nil. His strength is not strong enough.

"I will never accept your words at that time! My pride has you dropped! I want you to bear all the consequences for your words to me!" Albert increasingly gripped the powerful jaw Kinan until reddened.

After being satisfied, Albert threw Kinan's face and walked slightly away. Kinan immediately held onto the painful part. He looked at Albert, scared.

"Quick prostrate under my feet! Apologize to me!" tell Albert to be undeniable.

Slowly, Kinan crouched down and dropped his knees right in front of Albert's feet. Kneel down like a child. After all, Kinan who could oppose the words of this man before him? Even in this vast and huge world, he was merely a shadow of a faint point. It will not be visible to anyone.

"I'm sorry for what I said that night, sir. I admit wrong. I promise I won't do it again," Kinan's voice sounded hoarse. His eyes just stared at Albert's pantofel shoes. Dare not to raise his head up.

"Go! Don't let me see your face again!" hiss Albert then sat back in his great chair.

Getting the order, Kinan hurriedly got up and fixed his appearance, so that after he came out of this room, Agra would not suspect what had happened to him.

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The first time that Kinan saw the door shut was Agra, leaning against the wall near the emergency staircase with both hands drowned in his jacket pocket.

Exhaling, just stifled from the lips of Rinum Kinan. He slowly approached and as soon as possible put on a fake smile. He used the mask again. Even though it was deep inside, his heart screamed for help.

"Wait for a while?" ask Kinan when he gets in front of Agra, "I'm sorry, Agra. There was a little obstacle inside."

Agra only cleared a short moment. His face was flat, expressionless. Kinan could not guess what Agra's mind was about. Too hard for him.

Inside the elevator, they were both silent. It's very awkward. What Kinan had done earlier, was to twist his fingers, hoping to quickly arrive at the ground floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, Kinan stepped first, while Agra remained calm in her small steps. His sharp eyes, observing Kinan's small back. His mind was out of place, hovering somewhere.

The afternoon was replaced by the afternoon. The sky that had been clear, had already turned dim. The sky wanted to cry. Just look, black clouds are starting to form, the winds are starting to move in no direction. Kinan hugged his body with both hands. He doesn't like cold weather.

"Pake" Agra throws his jacket at Kinan. Quickly, Kinan caught him. Leave a plain black shirt, attached to the body strapping Agra.

"I'm not cold, Agra," Kinan thrust his jacket back to the owner, "What he needs is Agra's jacket. Kan Agra bring a motor. The wind will catch."

Agra stared intently at Kinan and his jacket in turn. Letting Kinan's hand hang in the air without intending to take his possessions, "React your body to the opposite."

"That was just acting. Want to see how you react if you see me cold, hehe," Kinan gave a wide grin.

Agra grunting. He knew that she was lying, "Alesan. I know you really want to make my jacket.I'm not easily fooled by people."

"Kok know?" kinan's lip curvature is widening, "So, really can I use this, Gra?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"You know, your ntar was cold, too,"

"Lo it's just."

Kinan shook his head, "Here, you wear it again," he returned Agra's jacket.

"Pake or I throw it away?!" Agra exclaimed loudly. Giving two options to Kinan.

Immediately clutching Agra's belongings, Kinan rewinded his body, who knows suddenly Agra snatched again his jacket, will lose. When else try, can wear a jacket Agra's got. Kinan quickly put it on. The masculine scent instantly burst into his kiss. Very intoxicating.

"Let's ride!" sentak Agra suddenly.

"Yes, yes," Kinan was surprised and climbed onto Agra's motorbike while stroking his chest, "It's a pleasure to talk to the heart. Good thing baby."

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The spots began to touch the earth. The sky just cried. It's raining down hard. Inevitably Agra pulled his bike over in front of the satay stall in the street. Agra would like it if it hits the rain to get home quickly. However, Kinan was the strongest reason that Agra had to give up her precious time again for the woman.

"Down!" agra's orders.

Kinan fell while wagging his hair half wet from the rain, to the right and to the left. He took off the jacket he was wearing and stretched it across the Agra motorcycle seat. If it gets dry when the rain subsides later.

"Wait-you color, I'm a laper!" ketus Agra's. He left without taking Kinan. Kinan's expression suddenly grim. With gontai, he followed Agra who entered the satay stall.

"Sorry, Agra," Kinan lowered his head, feeling guilty towards Agra. They sit face to face.

Warung satay afternoon today, seen a lot of visitors. It's good if it's cold like this, eating hot. Satay is one of them besides soup noodles. Although the voices of the people were bigger than Kinan's, Agra could hear them. But he pretended not to listen.

"Satenya two yes, sir," Agra ordered satay. The satanist nodded, asserting.

"Agra's angry, huh?" ask Kinan carefully.

Not in answer. Agra was busy with her phone.

"Don't be angry? Tomorrow promise not to ask Agra again," Kinan twisted the edge of his clothes. She was so afraid that Agra was angry and hated her.

"Eat!" that's all that came out of Agra's lips. Furthermore, Agra was already busy eating his recently arrived satellite.

Kinan himself, lamenting his satin without interest. His hands did not move at all. Making Agra, looking at him in wonder, "Gue said eat!"

Kinan's response, shook his head weakly.

"Gue wasn't angry. So eat sate lo," said Agra flat.

"I don't want to, Agra," remains the same reaction. Agra put down her tablespoon and moved next to her eyebrows to raise.

"Lo didn't ask me to bribe you, did he?"

"Not really."

"So why don't you eat?"

Kinan scratched his un-itchy chin. She was embarrassed to actually say it to Agra, "I don't like satay."

There was no more coercion from Agra after Kinan told that. Agra went back to eating the lontong sateenya, then took one skewer and removed the spice.

"Here, eat," Agra gave the satay she had removed, to Kinan, asking Kinan to open his mouth. It was the only way that Kinan could also eat it with him.

Kinan. She did not believe Agra to the point of doing things that were unimaginable before by her. Kinan. Looking at Agra did not blink. His heart is pumping strong. A strange sigh re-entered his heart.

"If you're disgusted, say! Let me throw it away!"

Kinan is awakened by Agra's jolt. He quickly grabbed Agra's gift and devoured it with a big smile, "Wahh, the taste of the satellite so much better twice!"

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**Where are you making it clear, earlier I apologize to you guys who still stop by every time I update, I have a plan to stop writing on this platform because at the end of this I rarely open a Mangatoon app.

what do you think, should I continue this story???

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