Last Letter to You

Episode 31

Along the descent of the stairs to the ground floor, both Cakra and Kinan were equally silenced. Only the sound of the footprints of the shoes accompanied their journey. Cakra ran out of sentences while Kinan stared blankly at the marble floors as his footing.

Bright afternoon, do not forget the sunburn burns the skin. Dozens of students are still loyal to be on campus even though the clock has been over since two hours ago.

"road hunt! Very lelet! My motorcycle seat hunt is a stove! It's hot!" Cakra grumbled impatiently seeing Kinan's slowness, following him.

"Patience, Cakra. My body lemes so much. Slow down, huh?" pinta Kinan was not excited.

"Who told you to cry? Who told you to bend your body? Who told you to demoralize your head? Who told you to suck on the floor earlier? Who?!" The chakra just keeps tearing at Kinan. I don't know what got into him. Clearly, Cakra dislikes Kinan still liking Agra when he finds out that Agra cannot reciprocate Kinan's feelings.

"Lemes, right lo?!" cynical Cakra, "Basic! Tell me you want me to go. Why?!" without Kinan's consent, Cakra grabbed his right hand and grasped it tightly. Take him to the parking area, where his motorbike is located.

Too lazy to respond to Cakra's snort, Kinan chose to follow in silence. Not argue at all.

"Gue accept your love statement."

Out of nowhere, Agra suddenly stood tall beside Kinan. Kinan. Different from Cakra, grunting does not like.

Agra's expression, flat, "So, from now on you're my girlfriend. You also come home with me."

It's really hard to believe. Just two years ago Agra refused it and even tasted it cheap. And look now, Agra comes back and says if she accepts his love.

Is Agra trying to play herself?

Decihan from the direction of Cakra, turned Agra's gaze to look at him, "Don't you sadistically refuse him? You said she's a cheap girl*n, why now you come-come ngumin if you love Kinan? Does Kinan look like a toy in your eyes?"

Agra is Agra. The face was flat, cold, tart, and unfeeling.

"What's the same thing?" agra asked while raising one eyebrow. His face was disdainful, "Emang lo who is Kinan? Not who is it, right?"

Cakra felt that Agra was deliberately provoking his emotions. Cakra took a step, hiding Kinan's body behind his huge back. Wouldn't let Agra be that easy to bring Kinan after hurting her heart.

"Gue is indeed a nobody Kinan, but regarding his heart, I will not remain silent. You hurt him, you ready my opponent," said Cakra seriously.

This is a heated debate between the two camps. Two people who never greet each other, two people who are hostile to each other for a long time.

A step further, Agra highlighted the deep chakra. His sharp eyes pointed right at Cakra's bead, "No need to bother anymore being Kinan's misfortune hero. Want me to hurt Kinan repeatedly, it's none of your business. You want to try to prevent him from liking me again, I'm sure he still likes me. From now on you have no right to deletin him again," he said confidently, "Come, come with me."

Like a fool, Kinan followed the hand of Agra. His mouth was as if covered in glue, his body as if smeared with cement, his eyes blankly staring at the large hand that was currently grasping it. Kinan seemed to not want to know where Agra would take him.

Sensing that Agra's hand had slipped from her, Kinan opened his eyes. Agra's figure was clearly visible and Agra's desire to embrace was crossed in Kinan's mind, but hurriedly undone. After all, his eyes are getting hotter.

"Don't cry! So my girl has to hold on!"

Still yelling, when is Agra soft?