Last Letter to You

Episode 23

I need a little courage to enter the danger zone, to strengthen my feelings based on love, for you that I shouldn't love.

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In the dictionary of Agra life there is no such thing as a holiday. Entering vacation time, Agra spent by reading books or exploring things smelling numbers. Like his major, Accounting.

At most times, on Sundays, Agra sets aside a little precious time to just go swimming. Swimming is one of his hobbies besides reading books. More than that, there was nothing else of interest that Agra could do.

The wall clock strikes at 09:00 a.m. This weekend Agra plans to visit the cafe Adira as well as see the state of the woman. Already from three days ago Agra did not see Adira in the area of the Faculty of Mathematics. Even in the cafe, Adira was not seen.

The event wearing her clothes stopped, when the sound of her Agni-kak screams echoed all over her room. Maybe due to the door of the room that was deliberately left open. So her brother's voice sounded very clear.

"Agra!" Agni came with a vexed look. The 25-year-old woman was ruffled around her waist in front of Agra. I don't know what caused Agni like a lion this morning.

"Hm,"

"Where's my catch?" tagih Agni while raising her palm. Requesting the goods last night.

Last night, while Agra was at the satay shop, Agni sent him a short message, asking him to buy her a kiranti and a packet of pads at the supermarket. Agra refused it. Yes, the time he bought it. Agra had never touched the two items at all, although Agni often urged him to buy them. Agra did not know what he would answer, such as the cashier asking who the item belonged to, to him.

Luckily, Kinan was with her. There was no choice but to send Kinan. At first Kinan had wondered at Agra and Agra only raised his sharp gaze, until the woman was silent herself. No longer dare to open his mouth.

"On the dining table," replied Agra casually. His appearance was neat with plain black clothes and jogger pants, attached to his body.

"Nothing, Gra!"

"Find your eyes and heart. Not the mouth," Agra said.

Agni clucked in annoyance, "Let's get some eyes pinter! That's why your heart's trying?!"

Agra grabbed her green backpack and attached it to her right shoulder. Flatly he looked at the Brother, "Lo if you find something innate emotions mulu. Use the heart."

After making Agni's annoyance increasingly peaked, Agra ngacir went downstairs, intending to look for the item. Walk towards the dining table, checking one by one the plastic bags on it. Straight away, Agra snorted violently. Got Agni's ordered stuff there. He looked at Agni who had just come down very flatly.

"This what?" Agra showed Agni his clothes, "Gue said what. Lo nyari is not the eye that used to walk, but your emotions."

The one he spoke to, gave a wide grin. Agni picked it up while showing off her row of white teeth, "Iye by now. It's not so bad to be adek."

"Emangs. Yauda I unplug. I was wasting my time."

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Another case for Kinan, every Sunday, used it as well as possible for refreshing. Especially now that she has become an automatic student from Monday to Friday must go to campus and new afternoon home. Even until the afternoon if there is a task and all sorts of things.

Plus the day had to carry out his duties as usual, became a bookstore employee and his night became a waiter at a nightclub until two in the morning. Kinan's body felt crumbling. He can only sleep for four hours at most. After that, prepare to go to college. So next.

A saturday? Don't expect Kinan to linger because of Mr. Brown always stayed at home, sitting in the office chair, telling him this and that made him unable to relax.

Whether intentional or not, the point was Kinan was really tired, but whatever the force, he could not reveal it. For him it was too impossible for him to do.

Kinan's daydream caved as the startling sound from behind the sofa jolted his ears strongly. Kinan snorted and immediately stood up, staring at the white-shirted man, "Don't like that shitty thing, Nat. Fortunately, I have no history of heart disease. If it's not--"

As if he knew what it was going on, Nathan cut him off first, "What's up, Baby?"

"Ah! I'm sprained on you!" Kinan threw away his face with pursed lips. Nathan chuckled. He approached Kinan and landed both his hands on Kinan's cheeks and pinched him slowly. Things Nathan likes.

"Stop the manyun, Baby. You're so ugly. No one likes you."

Kinan suddenly pensive. Nathan's last words reminded him of Agra. How Agra rejected it blatantly. Never mind expecting Agra to like her, looking at her who always looks beautiful in front of Agra alone, Agra is not interested at all and instead goes away.

He let out a heavy sigh as he repeated that stifling fact in his shadow, to the point that he was unaware that right now, Nathan looked at him worriedly.

"You're sure I said ugly?" nathan asked, "Just kidding, Baby. Don't get into dong's heart."

The heartwarming voice that Kinan replied with a faint smile. At this time Nathan was very funny in his eyes. chose to change his expression to flat, Kinan wanted to tease Nathan. Pretend sulking.

"I'm ugly, Nat. I realize I'm not pretty like your friends. It's a long way to look at it" Kinan said without looking at Nathan.

"What are you talking about? No, Baby. You're the prettiest girl in my life after Mama."

From Nathan's tone, he was very afraid if Kinan was angry. You could say it was his weakness. It was even more debilitating to watch Kinan cry with a wounded look. Nathan confesses that his feelings outweigh the feelings of a brother to his sister. I don't know when she's been feeling out of her comfort zone and into the danger zone.

Danger one day Kinan knows Nathan's true feelings, Kinan will move away from his side. Just imagine Nathan couldn't.

"You lied. I can tell which one is honest which one is not. You don't need to get near me anymore. I'm ugly" Kinan said as he passed. Nathan blocked his wrist.

Nathan confronts Kinan's body towards him so that he can see Kinan's face clearly, "Plis, don't be angry.You can ask anything from me, as long as you want to forgive me," please Nathan, "What do you want? Say aja. Direct me kabulin."

Kinan's innocence was deeply grateful to Nathan. So he had nothing to fear if Kinan was suspicious of the excessive attention he showed.

"No. I don't want to."

"Go, Nathan."

"I stay here, nemenin you," Nathan Keukeh.

Feeling that his fad was working and not wanting to prolong the drama, Kinan took a step forward, leaving a little distance with Nathan then whispering something in his ear, "Where? My acting is good, right?"

Afterwards Kinan ran up the stairs and laughed at Nathan, who was sighing in anger.

Damnit damnit! kerjain!

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Nathan shook his head as Kinan first scrolled into the Raveena cafe. There, Kinan used to eat ice cream. You could say his place.

Kinan's elegance, could not let out even a little smile that was clearly printed on Nathan's handsome face. Kinan is the moodbooster.

No matter how busy or as much work, no matter how late it is, everything will improve just by hearing Kinan's soft voice, even from across the phone. Picking up Kinan, Nathan climbs onto the second floor of the cafe, his gaze widening, looking for Kinan's whereabouts. The focus stops at one point. Not far from him, Kinan sat with his middle hand drenching his fingers merrily under the small fountain right beside his desk, as if there were no burdens.

"Baby, your clothes will get wet" Nathan sat down in front of Kinan. Kinan himself was as cool as his activities, regardless of Nathan's words.

With a single move, Kinan's hand was already in Nathan's grasp. He finished two sheets of tissue at once and gently dried Kinan's wet hands.

"If your clothes get wet, you can catch a cold, Baby," Nathan threw away a tissue after being ready to wipe it, "In the car I will no longer have your change of clothes."

"Yes, yesterday I took it," said Kinan, "Yauda let's go for the game. I can't wait to try it."

"OK," Nathan called out to the waiter through a hand gesture.

The waiter came while carrying a small book complete with a ballpoint pen, to record the order.

"Yes, Mas. What do you want to order?" ask the waiter, friendly.

"I ordered one mango snow ice. What do you order, Baby?" Nathan asked Kinan, who was putting on a face, "I know you want to order a lot. So, what do you want? At the end of the day, you didn't get sick like that."

Kinan smiled happily. Nathan did understand his will the most, "Mbak, I ordered a triple ice cake one, ice cream macha one, continued the same macaron ice cream one. Yaudah deh Mbak, that's it," the servant cengo, while Nathan chuckled softly.

"Mending Mbak hunted away before the ice cream queen asked for another one," cast out the refined Nathan who responded Kinan with a snort. The waiter also left.

"It's a long time ago that we didn't come here" Kinan said while observing the state of the cafe that never bored him. It hasn't changed at all in the past few years.

Kinan deliberately chose a table in an open room. Besides being cool, it is also good to look at. A well-designed cafe with a green feel like being in the park. Maybe the addition is in the fountain, because it was not there. There are a variety of colorful flowers on each corner. Able to refresh the eyes.

"Yes. Last time before I went abroad," Nathan replied, "While as long as there was no me, you never came here?"

"No. This new one."

"Why?"

"There are no friends to invite."

Natan propped up her chin with both hands, her manic not switching one bit from Kinan's level, "Zerina is there."

Kinan chuckled, "You'll know he's anti-ice cream. Boro-boro wants, I just want to say he went straight away to me. I told the other pesen besides ice cream, he's also ogah."

"Until now?"

"Yes. Overall," Kinan's lips advanced momentarily. Nathan can't help but publish a smile.

He wiped the woman's head off and gently shook it, "Don't go back because I'm here. I will bring you again. I jabani every day. The most important thing is that you are cool" Nathan said sincerely.

One thing Kinan was grateful for in his life, there was the figure of Nathan-his place of refuge. Even to this moment.

A tear fell on the corner of his eye. Kinan was moved, "I'm lucky to have you."

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Agra

Kinant