Last Letter to You

Episode 26's

I wish more, you don't. I like you, you don't. Until when did you change?

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Agra's initial intention to the Mall, accompanied Adira shopping, but had to change direction to a restaurant near the Mall, accompanying Kinan to eat. The figure of the woman that Agra had been avoiding wherever she was and now had to be with her for some reason. Leaving Adira alone in the Mall, walking around, and carrying her own groceries for the sake of wonder that gnaws at her mind when she accidentally finds Kinan.

It could be that Agra pretended not to know or pretended not to care when he saw Kinan crouching while in pain, but Agra still had a heart. Still have a sense of humanity in each other. There was no way he would let Kinan who desperately needed help. And with a little down his ego, so be it now, he sat opposite Kinan.

"Why are we going to the restaurant?" Kinan frowned, sweeping his gaze to the bottom of the restaurant. Not many visitors.

As usual, Agra's countenance was flat, expressionless, "Karaokean."

Agra's reply invited a crisp laugh from Kinan's lips. The two beautiful female eyes were exactly like a crescent moon if laughing. For other men, it is a pity to miss the beautiful scenery. Else for Agra, Kinan's laughter alone did not make his head look up. Agra stayed down while looking through the menu book.

"You're funny, Agra. But seriously, what are we gonna do here?" polo Kinan.

Whether the woman in front of him is very innocent or pretended to be***, Agra does not understand. Finally he lifted his head, staring at Kinan flatly, "Eating."

"Agra hasn't eaten?" ask Kinan. Even the stomach ache he felt a few minutes ago was gone. Just disappeared because Agra was with him. The flat face of Agra is like a stomach painkiller. Just by looking at it, the pain was healed.

Silent Agra language. Kinan understood and tried to get used to it even though his heart ached did not get a response.

"Oh yeah, Agra why was it suddenly in the Mall? Want to shop?" again, again, Kinan nyerocos. Even though his opponent remained the same, silencing.

The second time, Agra was silent. The handsome man chose to order some food and drinks instead of replying to the question that Kinan was asking. Kinan himself was not at a loss for words because in the next second, he blabbed again.

"Who's going to the Mall with you?"

"Lo can't be?!" snapped Agra. The intonation is a little high. Kinan to silence, afraid, "Nanya mulu! Don't you get tired of your mouth ranting?!"

Chief Kinan bowed in. He could feel his eyes starting to heat up. Kinan twisted the edge of his shirt. The sharpness that Agra was displaying right now was extremely frightening. Agra's sharp eyes pierced through to his heart.

"I'm sorry, Agra. I was late for the seneng to walk with you," Kinan said softly.

"I remember, don't be too happy with me. The end will hurt" said Agra flatly.

"What hurts me, Agra. Not you. So you don't have to worry."

Agra hissed, "Lo's right. Now you eat."

Kinan refused Agra's orders, "I'm not a laper, Agra. You are the one who eats. I see you."

"Gue brought you here because you haven't eaten yet! So eat fast!" agra's toilet was rather loud. Like snapping. He did not care if his tone scared Kinan.

Fortunately, the state of the restaurant is getting more crowded in the afternoon until the Agra sound is quite loud can be muffled. Otherwise, all eyes could be on them. Gaining Kinan's look like someone in the mafia vault, Agra lowered his intonation and melted his expression a little more gently.

"Lo was complaining about your stomach hurting. That's why I'm eating. Let your stomach be better."

There were happy twinkles when Agra found out he was worried about her. Today Kinan had three times felt disbelief in what Agra was doing. First, Agra swept away her tears. Second, Agra carried her, and third, was brought to eat at the restaurant.

"Don't kegeeran. I'm just the same as you."

Kinan's face turned gloomy as all Agra's sweet treatment of him was just pity. A sense of humanity to others. A second later, he smiled again. It's okay if it's just a form of pity, most importantly Kinan can spend more time with Agra.

"I know Agra. Wrong, I've been kegeeran first."

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About half an hour Agra and Kinan were in the restaurant. Both finished their meals. Agra simply ordered a lemon tea drink for herself. As for Kinan, Agra ordered a serving of soy sauce chicken rice and drank it, dragon fruit juice and plain water. Empty stomach needs to be filled with heavy food to be fulfilled so that the abdominal pain experienced by Kinan, subsides. Although not directly whole.

Kinan rice is not exhausted. Remaining a little more. It's okay, the important thing is that his stomach is filled. Seeing him, Agra did not issue any arguments. He just stared at Kinan flatly and focused on his phone, sending Adira a message that he would soon catch up. Adira is not ready to go shopping.

"Agra, thank you for letting me eat. My stomach ache is gone now too. Once again thank you," Kinan said sincerely while smiling gently.

Agra cleared his throat in return.

"Mall's."

Kinan's forehead shriveled, astonished, "Agra wants to buy something huh?"

"No."

Kinan was further confused by Agra's answer. Very short and too long.

"So?"

"I thought I lived there. I went with him."

Hearing Adira's name coming out of Agra's lips, Kinan's heart suddenly fidgeted. What is Agra's relationship with Adira? Why are they so close to dating people? How important is Adira's position in Agra's life? Kinan was really jealous of Adira. If only he had become Adira, he wouldn't have had to feel this much pain. Ignored and rejected by Agra. Depressing.

Finishing all her curiosity, Kinan ventured to ask, "Agra, can I have a nanya? But answer honestly, huh?"

Deheman became the language of Agra.

"Account that who are you? You guys look really close. At the bookstore you pay for Adira's groceries."

Agra sat up straight. His eyes were fixed on Kinan. It was like Kinan was again being flayed alive by Agra. His gaze pierced, "The point is, it's as valuable as my nyokap."

It had been imagined in Kinan's mind how valuable and important Adira was to Agra's life. Kinan was getting jealous. It felt like he wanted to be selfish, just want him to look valuable. Same with Agra's mother. Equally valuable to that man. However, everything is pseudo. In fact, he's not the one. Adira is the lucky one.

"Would I someday be the most valuable person in your life, Gra?" asked Kinan while bowing his head deeply. Without realizing it, his eyes were teary.

Kinan's body movements were secretly mastered by Agra. It had also been a while since he noticed Kinan's body response while being with him. Agra memorized every inch of it, when Kinan was happy, sad, crying, sick. Agra is very good at guessing gestures.

"No need to say, you know the answer."

As soon as Agra's reply sounded, Kinan's shoulder slumped. He mightily held back his tears that were about to glide freely. Is it wrong that he wants to reach the brightest star? Is it wrong that he wants Agra, falling into his arms?

Slowly, Kinan raised his head while commenting on the smile. A forced and soft smile, "Yes, I know very well."

Silence took over both. Intentionally letting them think. One sec. Two seconds. Three seconds. There was no sign of one of them opening his mouth. It was the sound of vibration on the table, distracting Agra and Kinan. The lights from Kinan's phone lit up, a sign of incoming messages.

Cakras

I need you. Where else are you?

It didn't take long for Kinan to reply. Reply to his desperate situation.

To: Cakra

I need you too. I'm at a restaurant near the Mall, downtown.

A few seconds later, a new message from Cakra comes in.

Cakras

Wait right there. I'm otw.

After sending a reply, Kinan continued to hold his phone. Hoping for the quick Cakra to come before the clear liquid he had been holding, fell before Agra. He's been pathetic enough. He did not want to get even more miserable by crying in front of Agra. Agra will reject it.

Kinan breathed a sigh of relief as he awaited, finally arriving. Kinan hurriedly cleaned his bag and stood up. Agra was surprised.

"Agra, I'm back first. Thank you for the treat I ate. Agra carefully went home, "Kinan said goodbye while smiling wistfully.

Without waiting for Agra's reply, Kinan grabbed his bag and walked out of the restaurant. Walk towards Cakra who is waiting for him in the parking area. Cakra gave Kinan the helmet and he received it and wore it. Kinan rides on Cakra's ninja bike. Both of them went away.

Agra, who wanted to get to his car, suddenly stopped his steps. He pulled one corner of his lips, forming a slanted smile. It turned out that Kinan was just like what he said back then.

Cheapo.