Last Letter to You

Episode 54

I want a day where I can laugh happily with you without the pain of shackling

The meeting between Kinan and Nathan and Ana, succeeded in benefiting Cakra's side and further harming Nathan's side. Because, since changing days, Kinan's relationship with Cakra that originally stretched, now looks back familiar. Distinct from the relationship with Nathan who increasingly away, as if there is an elongated beam, specifically Kinan stretched if faced with the figure of Nathan. Nathan finds it hard to even apologize.

Like this morning, Cakra's big motor stopped at the campus parking lot. Behind him was Kinan who had set out to continue tightening his grip on his jacket. Cakra carries its motor\-button. Along the road Kinan did not end to make a prayer so that he was in the protection of the Power.

As long as Kinan lived, only this time his life seemed to want to escape from his body. Unlike when Kinan lay weak in the hospital due to suicide attempts he did and ended up failing.

"Lower times. Sampa. You think this is another elephant park safari ride, what?!" Cakra said ketus even though it was a joke. He slightly shook his head in order to be able to meet with Kinan's brownish bead.

Kinan bent his face with his lower lip slightly forward at a glance. I can't think of the man in front of her. It is always high-pitched when talking to her and can sometimes be gentle at one time. Upset but can also make him forget for a moment the burden of his life despite the blink of an eye.

"That's tall. I can't, Cakra. My feet are hard to pinch the ground," Kinan complained as he glanced down. Sometimes he grimaces. Imagining himself being overwhelmed was the thing he was avoiding right now.

"Now I ask you, who helped you?" ask Cakra.

"I'm alone."

Cakra patted the gale of Kinan's head, "Well, the time of his descent can't either? What the hell, pretty?"

Kinan's lips are getting more and more manyun, "Will I hold the same shoulder left you until I press hard to succeed nyampe above."

Mangosteen chakra, understand, "Yauda if so make again like what you do. This time I put my hands on both shoulders. Not just one. It's up to you to press or you want to squeeze, the most important thing is you don't fall."

The soft words tucked into the sense of attention that the man threw unconsciously made Kinan's smile grow sweet.

"You will be in pain..."

"For me, it's better that I feel the pain" said Cakra sincerely from the bottom of his heart.

Jemari Kinan stuck out and landed on both cheeks of Cakra then pinched it while laughing, "Ululu, so sweet the hell you are."

Do not know if the treatment is provoking a tight thump in the chest Cakra until the feeling is more and more ambiguous.

"Splash gih. Your morning classes are starting!" cakra's insistence on ending the situation has the opportunity to make him back selfish. I want a woman that someone else already has. Cakra knew that the other person never wanted it.

"Yes, yes, patiently," Kinan tried to get down and his foot successfully retraced the ground. For a moment his forehead shriveled to see Cakra flinch in place, reluctant to move away from his motor, "You didn't come in?"

"Gue truant. Males met the lecturer."

"Ih, why?" Kinan.

Cakra just spread his shoulders. Feeling no need to tell Kinan the reason why he chose not to attend the course this morning.

"Udah there go. Call me when it's over."

After saying that the Cakra motor darted quickly through the gate, leaving Kinan with a spate of questions held up at the tip of the tongue.

Before actually passing one by one step of the stairs, Kinan cut off his initial goal to the classroom and took the left road, passing through the long hallway with wide steps.

The long-haired woman pulled up to stop right in front of one of Economy's child lockers. The locker he memorized the most, the locker he always peeked at in the distance, the locker he always waited for the arrival of the owner, the locker he always waited for the arrival of the owner, the locker that had been holding all forms of her heart out in a white paper.

And the locker that bears witness that all his letters are soundly hidden without any reply. Maybe the letter was never opened. In fact, not touched at all by Agra.

Yeah, Kinan realized, he's not important. But, does the letter have to feel the same?

The negative thoughts he immediately took care of, considering the magnitude of his struggle to get Agra did not end here. Kinan took out a white envelope from his alma mater pouch, slipping it carefully through the gap of Agra's locker door with caution as he stared at the surroundings. Afraid that other students might catch him. Fortunately it is quiet. Kinan freely launched his activities.

Sayup-suffering sounds began to approach. Kinan was quite surprised as his head turned to the left side, finding Agra talking with Adira. They walk side by side. Kinan panicked as he realized that the two were walking towards him. Buru hunt Kinan run and hide behind a pillar. The close distance resulted in their conversation sounding very clear.

"Gra, ntar my mallem nginep in Lo's apartment, huh?" that's Adira's voice.

"Can."

When the man's casual reply pierced his eardrum, the tightness in his chest felt stabbing him slowly.

"Yet in the room, dong." Adira calls for a reply.

Kinan fell silent as a result of Adira's words.

A roommate? His inner.

"So they've slept together?" whisper to yourself and it's very slow.

Kinan prepared his hearing carefully, yet was as quiet as he could. It was obvious Kinan wanted to hear what Agra's next response was. Kinan peered, getting Agra was whispering something into Adira's ear accompanied by a mischievous smile.

Kinan's heart was pounding. He dies curious as to what Agra whispers to Adira. That expression was very disturbing.

"There is no way Agra would betray. Agra is loyal. There's no way he's cheating on me behind my back. Agra never sleeps with any woman. Agra is just love with me," she shone with a grievous smile, "Plis Kinan, calm your mind. Don't act rashly. Maybe you heard wrong. Yes, it must be wrong." I'm sure.

When the two were no longer there, Kinan came out of hiding, following where they had gone. Kinan had to derail it at any cost.

"AMYRE!!" yell Kinan, calling.

Agra stopped following Adira. Agra turned around while Adira was quiet, giving space to the lovers.

Agra's eyebrows swooped, astonished, "Why?" reply flat. Especially expression.

Heart melos. Agra's reaction left him tick dead. Kinan was silent for a long time.

"Lah's dumb! The chunky! What the hell are you talking about?! I don't have much time!"

His eyes were slow. Kinan looked at Agra sayu.

"Tonight you have a show? My work is marriage. I want to make sure you. You want to get me?" ask Kinan. That was a lie he created.

"Sori, I can't." Agra replied quickly.

Kinan's stern voice turned soft, "Why?"

"Gue has another appointment."

"Is it that important?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Kinan squeezed his fingers. That refusal caused endless cramping. His heart screamed, crying bitterly. Adira is so much more everything than she is. Kinan. Kinan.

"Hm, not so. If you come with me, can you?"

Agra pulled one corner of her lips up, "Why do you have to come with me? Have you ever thought that your presence made me disturbed?"

The deg!

The knife slashed the surface of his skin. It feels so painful. Kinan bit his lower lip, pressing it not to shake. Kinan tried to carve a smile on his pale face.

"Even if you are disturbed by me, I will fight you, Agra. I don't care if you change like you used to. Cold and untouched."

Smiling sarcastically, Agra advanced, shrinking their distance.

"Unfortunately I care less about all your efforts!" Agra spoke sharply while twisting the body and continued walking.

Leave unparalleled pain for a woman covered in a mask of ever-moving happiness.

Since a few minutes ago, Agra's name was plastered on the screen of his phone that lit up. Kinan did not stop contacting the man. Many times his breath was stifled because his phone never lifted.

The taxi now takes him to a large apartment in the middle of the City, pulled over by the highway, in front of a magnificent high-rise building. Kinan hurried after giving the driver some money. Kinan entered the building and took the elevator.

Ah, Kinan is not sure, does Agra dare to do things like\-assort to those who are not his muhrim?

Arriving at the doorstep of Agra Apartment, Kinan violently pressed the bell until the sound of 'beeping' greeted.

Her throat was choked when Agra appeared wearing shorts without tops. His face was like someone who had just woken up. Kinan gulped.

Don't they do anything? Nah! No way! Just be right!

The other is Agra. The handsome man looked surprised, unable to believe what he saw.

"Lo's crazy?!" the jolt came from Agra's direction, "The middle Napain of the mallem is here?!"

Kinan was scared\-afraid to stare at Agra's bead, "A\-I ka\-kangen you." replied the origin.

"What did you say?! Kangen?!" Agra was furious, "Fix, you're really not sane!"

Kinan looked down sad, "I know."

"What is in your brain?! Lo came to the guy's apartment, alone at this hour for some absurd reason?!" agra's anger peaked, "Well, don't you have any self-esteem?!"

Chests rumbling. The throbbing was more painful with Agra's spicy throws.

"Sorry, Agra."

"Back home!" pinta Agra, hard.

Kinan.

"Gue said go home!"

Kinan insisted on staying.

Agra's right index finger was pointing right in front of Kinan's face, "Lo think your presence here is making me crumble? You think I feel sorry for you keep telling you to nginep in my apartment? Don't dream!"

Kinan reflexes are cramming. The ears are hot, the eyes are worse. Lamat\-goal her eyes blinked.

"You don't get mad."

"Go before I drag." said Agra coldly.

"What is this\-ribute storm?" chirps of a woman with a prick.

"Agra lo why yell\-yell?" followed by the steps of Adira.

They took a position behind Agra's strapping body. Agni\-\-\-brother Agra frowned seeing Kinan glued to look at him. Agra lowered his shoulders.

"You guys are mending in. It's my business the same as her" said Agra flatly.

"Who are you, Gra?" ask Agni.

"Nobody is a\-who."

Agni was about to make a sound, but Agra acted first by pulling strongly on Kinan's wrists until red patches decorated on his white skin. They took the elevator and went down to the ground floor. Agra took Kinan to the back garden of the building. Agra jerked Kinan's hand violently.

"Gue knows the reason why you're suddenly\in my place," Agra is like a psychic, "Lo must think I'm just the same as Adira, right? Means you sniffed my conversation on campus this morning."

Kinan did not accept, "I accidentally. Suer."

"Whatever you say, I don't care. With you being childish\-kankan kayak gini, it makes me sick." said Agra, cruel.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Kinan's eyes were watery.

Agra smiled cynically, "Gue was clear, even if you were my lover, I would never take it that way."

"And you know what it's because?" he added.

Kinan cried while shaking his head, asking Agra to stop talking. Kinan knew it wasn't good for him.

"Click, no..."

Ignoring the warning, Agra continued his words\-word.

"Because from the beginning, lies played a role in this relationship. My job is to just launch it."

Kinan's shoulders trembled violently knowing that painful fact. Clear liquid continued to break through, draining his cheeks. Very swift. His vision was blurry, teary-eyed.

When did Agra give her a little room to breathe with relief?

When did Agra stop scratching the wound at its weak point?

When does the wound heal?

When did Agra love her back ?

When, Oh my God?

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