Last Letter to You

Episode 44

The thing that cannot be played is time. So, enjoy your time with loved ones before everything turns.

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Agra's black car entered the basement of an apartment in Kemang, Jakarta. The apartment that he said reached the price of hundreds of millions was really very magnificent when viewed from a close distance. Kinan had just set foot there for the first time. All this time he only focused on Agra so he did not know if there was a building as luxurious and as tall as this.

Sangking fascinated by the design of the basement, Kinan forgot to ask about why they were here. Somewhere far from the castle. Seeing Kinan speechless with a glance tracing the outside area through the windowpanes, Agra gave a small smile and immediately removed the seatbelt. Agra also helped release Kinan's, Kinan was jolted due to his movements.

"You want to stay here? Come outside. He said he'd watch, right?" Agra said as he rubbed Kinan's mane long, covering his back.

Kinan was looking around. He was confused, "But why go to this place? Not to the movies?"

"You'll know after you get inside. You believe in me the same. I'm sure you won't be disappointed" Agra assured Kinan. Agra dares to guarantee Kinan will feel at home. The victim himself is himself.

"OKs. Be aware that you are lying, "Kinan came down, walking side by side with Agra who was embracing her shoulder. They boarded the elevator, Agra pressed the button towards the 20th floor. How many minutes, the door opens. Agra faithfully led Kinan to the front of his apartment and then inserted a pin and a 'beep' sound was heard, the sign managed to open.

Yes, Agra had always lived in that luxurious place. No one knows but his two friends, his brother, his best friend and his mother. Added Kinan now. Go home, stay at home only occasionally when the mother wants to spend time with him.

"You want to jump someone?" Kinan asked greeted Agra with a headband.

"So?"

Instead of being answered, Agra ruffled the top of her head in a fit of anxiety, causing her to be annoyed, "Bawel you. I no longer promise to anyone. This is my home, baby," Agra let Kinan in and then excuse me for a moment to change clothes.

As Agra left, his gaze swept across the entire point of the Apartment. None were missed. Kinan threw himself on the sofa, in front of the tv with a raging mind.

Why did Agra choose to live alone and away from his family while he was his only son?

"It's a drink first," Agra came carrying a tray containing a glass of orange juice he had just taken from the kitchen and he stored it on the table. The shirt clothes attached to his body had been changed with a casual suit at home.

"Seriously you live in an apartment this big? By himself? Since when?" the question was asked by Kinan. He was made to die of curiosity.

"One-one dear nanyanya. I was confused as to which one to answer first," Agra replied, sitting next to Kinan.

"Yeah, just clear to me."

Agra chuckled at Kinan's sullen look, "So the point is I've lived here for almost half a year. The reason is because it is closer than the campus. But I often play at home to see the nyokap same brother," he explained briefly, "You wonder, I understand. It's wrong I just told you,"

Kinan must have understood and did not want to ask any more which was likely Agra would be angry with him.

"When do we watch it?"

Asik chatted, Agra had forgotten his main purpose in bringing Kinan here. Then, Agra moved from his seat.

"Yes-yes now bring it up."

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Kinan repeatedly grumbled because Agra did not open the red door in front of them. And repeatedly Kinan was amazed as his feet stepped on the home theater - one of the facilities provided by the owner of the building.

The room is not so big. All black and certainly soundproof. There's not much stuff there either. There are only large elongated sofas, tables, paintings, pillows, blankets, medium-sized plasma tvs. What makes the point, the ceiling is treated to a sprinkling of stars. The picture is alive as real.

"Well, that's cool!" Kinan screeched happily, "Your friends have been here too, Gra?" added again.

Agra shook his head, "Special for personal only because I did not give permission for my friends to use." he said while rummaging through the tapes of the film he had bought and collected.

Agra's successful answer produced a hue on her cheek. Ah, Kinan so lucky to have a chance to watch there together with Agra.

"What genre do you want to watch? The horror? A romance? Fantasy?" ask Agra for a moment.

Kinan seemed to think. The sweet woman was already sitting leaning against the body of the sofa with her legs wrapped in a thick blanket, "Romance is aja deh."

"OKAY. I have a recomendation that. I'll just turn it around" said Agra, unloading the drawer where the tapes were stored. The movie he was referring to was After. Agra immediately turned it around and joined Kinan. Put yourself next to the woman with your feet covered in the same blanket.

Agra turns off the lights through a special remote. In a moment the stars in the sky of the room shone brightly. It looks like real. Fully they were watching not in complete darkness. Agra glanced at Kinan who was in focus staring at the plasma screen. He was silent, sometimes he smiled looking at scene after scene. Wish one of those scenes could be done with Agra. The part where his head rested on Agra's shoulder with Agra hugging his body from the side.

Whether Agra could hear Kinan's heart or by some coincidence Agra became a sensitive man, Agra led Kinan's head to lean on his shoulder and his left hand clenched tightly onto the tiny body. Kinan held his breath for a moment before returning to neutralize it.

A faint smile adorned her sweet face, Kinan shook his head softly, "It was such a joy. Moreover, watching it is just the same as you. It feels like the world belongs to us."

"It belongs to us, baby. More precisely your world belongs to me completely."

Successful words flew Kinan up to the seventh heaven. As long as Agra is not sadistic to drop it again to the bottom of the steepest ravine. Kinan was as grateful for their relationship as any other couple. Love each other and love.

Kinan looked up, looking at Agra who was looking back at him silently. A line of smile slowly expanded at both corners of her lips.

"I love you sweetheart."

"I love you too."

Their love statement ended with Agra peeping those pink lips. Warm kiss in the afternoon.

......

Agra wriggled from her sleep and found the room in complete darkness, her left hand fumbling around the sofa, looking for a remote to turn on the lights. After a bright room, Agra realized that he was still in the home theater.

Glanced next to him was Kinan who was in the middle of a slumber while hugging him. For a period of three minutes, Agra only noticed Kinan's peaceful face without any intention of waking the woman up. A little peek at his watch at seven o'clock in the night, meaning for hours they were there. The last time Agra remembered, he was gently stroking her hair until Kinan closed his eyes. He knew he was sleeping.

Agra's attention was distracted by Kinan's cell phone ringing right near his head. Nathan's name is on the screen. Agra picked it up.

"His daughter is sleeping" Agra said to the point. He was lazy to talk again. Especially with that teacher.

"Who are you?! What did you do to him?! Answer!" from his tone of voice, Nathan was very worried. Of course Nathan was inflamed, Kinan was the woman Nathan loved. The woman he took care of with all his heart.

"I'm Agra. We just overslept. Not abis macem-macem," Agra replied casually.

"You?!" Nathan growled on the other end of the phone, "Antar Kinan right now or your life I'm going to take to the grave!" connection is unilaterally cut off. Nathan turned it off.

Agra shrugged indifferently and stuffed it into her jacket pocket. Agra did not have the heart to disturb the sound of Kinan, so Agra chose to carry Kinan to his car. Prepare to accept whatever happens later. Agra knew, Nathan wouldn't let him go home so quickly.

Half an hour Agra was on his way, and his car stopped in front of Kinan's house. Not yet had time to turn off the engine, the window glass on the Kinan side was knocked from the outside. The culprit is already guessed. Agra pressed the button on his left side and the door opened. Nathan, looking angry, walked in, lifting Kinan's body, which was asleep in the passenger seat. Before actually leaving, Nathan looked up at Agra and said, "Wait here. Our business is not done."

See? Agra's right. Nathan won't get it off that easily.

"Let's down!" Nathan said aloud as he pulled the collar of the jacket Agra was wearing. Agra's reaction, silent not trying to retaliate. His expression was as calm as water.

"Lo apaain Kinan, huh?!" nathan's usual formal language when speaking to others, was lost in despair. To hell with politeness. Now Nathan doesn't need that, "Gue's in the fog and he's on campus, in a bookstore, don't know any more! That's lo's job? Bring someone's kid?!" nathan's grip is getting stronger.

Agra laughed discordantly, "He's my girlfriend. Why are you so complicated?"

The side of his face hardened, Nathan squinted, "Lo forgot? Before you became a girlfriend, you were just strangers in Kinan's life! I'm in charge of Kinan! I'm his foster brother! And there is not one brother in this world who ngebiarin his own sister wandering with the same guy to sleep with all! I'm clearly emotional!"

"Oh, so the story falls in love with a foster brother?" Agra mangosteen is not clear, "But dear is not loved back. Miris lo."

Bugh!

Agra staggered backwards. He grimaces slowly. Nathan's punch was pretty hard. Nathan is back on Agra.

"Why don't you poke me? Because my words are true?" Agra put on a paltry look. Nathan's blood is boiling.

"Udah feels great because Kinan loves you just as much as you don't me?" Nathan plays his eyebrows. He patted Agra on the shoulder and squeezed it a little, "All it takes is time, Bro! Today may Kinan love die with you and may just change hearts tomorrow! Don't be proud yet."

Justifying the collar of her jacket, Agra took a step forward until their distance was blown out. His is still his. As tough as any opponent, Agra was undaunted by it.

"Surely so?" Agra scoffed.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Got it," Agra slapped Nathan's shoulder back, "Prepare Bro swallow the bitter pill. Enjoying defeat. I'm pulling it out."

Disappearing Agra's vehicle on the road, Nathan shut his steps and looked away.

Nathan is not ready to accept a crushing defeat.