Last Letter to You

Episode 49's

Giving up is one of the many proofs that I really love you.

......

Agra packed the stationery on his desk when he got a direct order from Faris who had just left his class with a nurturing emotion behind his calm expression.

I have not yet found someone who plays the piano. The sudden arrival of Faris in front of him, made him understand that the man two years older than him was refraining from exposing all his insults to him.

Not missing his duty. Nor did he try to find. Agra was supposed to go around campus, get into classes, but nothing. There are many women who can play the piano, where Agni-sang Sister teaches lessons are scattered. However, according to the rules of the campus that someone must be one of the students in Brawali. Cannot be outside the area.

So do not blame Agra if he resigned and is ready to accept all the consequences for what he achieved.

Inside the meeting room, Agra chose to sit alone in the right corner. Meanwhile, Abyan and Afka decide to disturb Agra's comfort by taking a sitting position on the empty seat to the left of Agra.

Afka nudged Agra's arm with her elbow, brought her lips closer to Agra's ear then whispered softly, "Congratulations, Bro. Soon you'll see a raging tiger."

"Lo think I'm scared?" said Agra with a flat look of his flagship.

Afka spread her shoulders, "Yes. The show's members said last year Faris was its most respected and feared chairman because he was the type of perfectionist. Any work must be perfect as it wills. If there is one of its members who are not acting, he does not hesitate to meddle with his people all out. Never to jotos again. And he's not afraid of doing it."

The detailed description of Afka, seems to have no effect on Agra. Just look at the response, crossing both hands in front of the chest while hissing. Fortunately Faris had not come, if he had seen Agra's response just now, Afka clearly knew what happened next. This room will instantly change like a broken ship.

"Are you ready to talk about it?" agra said indifferently, "Budek ears I long-long denger lo ngebacot. He was a bagusan." he again changed his body style to relax, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes for a moment.

Afka's fist was about to land right in front of Agra who was too late. Abyan nimbly repelled him and shook his head faintly. The signal that Agra again in a state does not want to be disturbed.

"It's hard to tell. From far away I told you to persuade Kinan to be our show filler. Lo refused even with the reason not to make his will. Now the dizziness itself is not it, lo." said Afka spewing his frustration, serving the hard nature of Agra that never fade in the man.

"Who initially refused? Chasing her snobs away. Tell her she'll never be able to love Kinan. Kinan already like women do not know themselves because of the attitude of delay lo, in the eyes of campus residents. I saw Kinan at that time. Now it turns one hundred and eighty degrees into bucin. Cih, take that oath." Afka's getting windy. He was reluctant to look at the face of his interlocutor as if his words were wind past.

Agra opened his manic then focused his gaze on the phone in his grasp, "Whatever you say. I'm arguing with anybody again. Enough Faris who will make me talk at length today."

There is no longer a speech other than a whimper that is heard from the direction of Afka. Abyan who had been silent, had no interest at all in the heated chatter of his two friends.

Meeting room door open. Faris entered with a sharpened gaze reserved for Agra. Agra knew but ignored him.

"So, what kind of development are you going to give me?" ask Faris to the point on Agra. Although in his heart he growled furiously, as the chairman and role model of its members, he tried very carefully when acting and acting in front of its members. Trying not to get emotional easily.

Agra looked up, looking straight at the figure of Faris who was standing firmly not far from his place, "Before I answer, it's good you throw two humans beside me to move out of this room."

Knowing the strange situation between their friendship, seeing the ogah-ogahan Afka staring at Agra, Faris understood and hinted the two were rushing away through the movements of his chin.

Afka rose up and looked at Agra fiercely. Like a long-time hostile, "No need you ask, I'm also lazy in the same room with people who lick their own spit. I just appreciate Faris, so from earlier I'm still here." he said flatly.

"Retract, Yan." take Afka to Abyan who continues to follow her steps.

After the two of them left, Faris took a step closer, eroding his distance with Agra.

"They're gone, welcome to answer my question." Faris.

"The result is empty." replied Agra soberly.

As if he could read Agra's thoughts, Faris interrupted freely, "Lo girl doesn't approve?"

Agra shook his head and refused to meet face to face, "Gue no longer talks about this to him and I also do not want to make him mean."

"What's great about your girl until the sake of the campus event she does not want to sacrifice even a little?" faris' tone of voice sounded disdainful. Agra stood up after strongly jerking the chair he was sitting on until Faris was already very close to him. The ends of their shoes touch each other. Of course he was angry when about Kinan's personal being peeled too far.

"Of course he's great until it feels like I pity him to tire later because he participated for the campus event."

"Gue decided let me talk to that lo girl. I'll pay whatever the price if he wants to be our show." Faris said calmly but was able to make blood all over Agra's body boil.

"My girl's not an item, dog!"

One raw bogeman floated right on the side of Faris' face. Faris who since yesterday wanted to finish off Agra, returned Agra's punch just as strongly.

Furthermore, the room had certainly changed like a ship that was tossed in a storm.

.........

Throughout the pair of black flatshoes stepped up, her sweet smile unabated as she chirped with her hair down, swaying to the right and to the left.

Maybe this is the effect of Agra's message a few minutes ago telling him to wait in front of the meeting room, where Agra was talking about something with his chairman. Agra promised him, took him to the man's apartment and watched at the home theater as he wished last night.

That's why Kinan is so happy this afternoon.

His small steps, which were about to peek at the window, had to be stopped very forced, when he heard a noise from within. Slowly Kinan placed his right ear on the door leaf. Trying to sharpen his hearing. Although the room was soundproof, the blow they created was able to penetrate through it.

It's very clear if it's Agra's voice. Agra who curses, breaks the table, says things that Kinan cannot understand what he means. Kinan closed both his ears tightly as Agra's ringing rang out loud. Makes it cringe and creep. Kinan's heart is pumping fast. He decided to pull the door knob but it was useless because it was in the key. Kinan was confused while biting a finger. No effort to find reinforcements.

Until his body fell silent so faintly he caught someone's explanation.

"Gue love lightening until tomorrow, lunch hour, meet me here. If the piano player has not yet dapet, prepare to face the Rector. I can't guarantee you at the end of the semester, you're through the green table."

After the voice disappeared, the door in front of him opened wide. Automatic Kinan wavered and hurriedly made way for Faris to precede him. Faris glanced at him then shrugged, not caring.

"Why are you dumb?" asked Agra suddenly nongol.

"Huh?"

Kinan scratched his temple and smiled clumsily, "Eh, that is... How to fuck."

"Sorry for you to wait" said Agra not to discuss when Kinan arrived. Kinan breathed a sigh of relief because of that.

"We're going to your house?"

Agra pinched Kinan's slightly bulging cheeks, "Yes, dear. Yauda. The sun's hunting's getting higher."

Not wasting a chance, Kinan grabbed Agra's arm and leaned back spoiled.

"You brought a helmet for me, right?"

"Bring my darling. Beautiful as you."

His heart is getting crazy. Agra's most potent left him nearly with a heart attack.

......

The lights were turned on the sign that the movie was over. For about three hours they sat hugging each other, enjoying the story.

During that time, both Agra and Kinan only silenced with eyes focused on the plasma screen in front of those who show Indonesian horror films. Kinan was not afraid of mystical things as well as Agra. The romantic scene that many women crave when ghosts appear then run into the arms of the girlfriend and her boyfriend rubbed his darling head, the head of her, nothing will happen between them as Kinan and Agra both love the genre.

Five seconds passed, there was no movement from next to him. Kinan's forehead folded, immediately glancing at the silent Agra with a blank look.

"What's the problem with your boss?" ask Kinan carefully. Because a small part in him still somewhat wary of receiving anger Agra, "I will not be urged. But if you need to confide, I'm very ready to listen to it until it's over."

Agra turned his head while smiling, "It's not important, dear." Kinan caught a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Your eyes can't lie to Agra. I had a chance to hear you quarrel with your chief. Not the intention of nuping. Your voice is too big."

"I'm fine, Kinan. This is a problem between men. You don't need to know and don't want to know."

Kinan drew his seat so that he could see clearly the tired look of Agra which was only a few inches away. Dipping faithfully into the inch of his face, Kinan took a breath then exhaled it slowly.

"I agree to be the woman's piano player."

At first Agra looked at Kinan in disbelief. Kinan said in such a way.

"You said you weren't good at the piano."

"I can." Kinan replied quickly.

Agra held onto both of Kinan's shoulders, his eyes sparkling with pleasure, "Seriously are you ready?"

Kinan nodded, "Yes, Agra."

Her body was instantly shaken, Agra hugged her so tightly that her chest was tight. Kinan patted Agra's back softly and smiled. Worry that slowly disappears.

"Thank you, thank you."