Dear Girl Mr. Agra
Double Personality

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Agra threw his things on the table. He had just received the info on why Kiran could behave like that.

''Find out who he is!!'' snapped Agra on Anas. ''I won't let him get away with it!'' he continued with a face full of anger and it was usual Anas accepted.

Yes behind his gentle attitude towards Kiran, Agra is a firm and tempramental man, he does not like his life at the nosy even more has entered the personal realm.

Anas nodded in understanding, the 32-year-old man was also excused to go to carry out his duties that have been given to him. Heavy indeed, because it turns out that people who are currently looking for problems are not just anyone. But Anas accepted it very readily.

''It turns out that someone is playing around, well, you will know who you are dealing with!'' Agra clenched his hands tightly making his handbooks flushed and veined.

Agra left her study and headed for the room because she wanted to see Kiran who was asleep there. The face full of anger was instantly gone when it opened the door of the room and saw the beautiful face of Kiran who was asleep on the bed there.

A smile from Agra showed, with a slow step closer to the bed, his big hands tidied up Kiran's blanket slightly open. Swiping her hair affectionately and then back passed away.

''I accept all the risks, I predicted that this would happen. Then prepare you!'' Agra walked quickly, releasing one button up, his eyes filled with anger and resentment and his other hand pulled something out from behind his suit and it turned out to be a firearm.

What the hell is going on? is this the same Agra as Agra who smiled gently at the 23-year-old girl who is currently sleeping soundly in the room there? It was as if Agra had two opposing personalities.

When he was with Kiran, he would show her a soft and warm side but when together with the others, that soft side seemed never to be imprinted in his life.

In a skyscraper, precisely in a subsidiary led by someone sneaky. That's where Agra is. Sit with his legs crossed in front of a man sitting in his great chair.

''So how is Mr Agra? Have you agreed to the proposal I sent?'' the look on the man's face already represented his nature and character.

''Then your purpose here is not to sign our cooperation letter?''

''Shit! trust yourself very much.''

''What is the meaning of your words, Mr Agra?!''

Agra got up from his seat, walked to the table with the name and title of the man in front of him, supported by his hands on the table and looked at him with warning.

''I just want to warn you, don't ever play around with me if you don't want this little company of yours, ruined in my hands!''

After speaking with great emphasis, Agra just passed without permission which certainly made the man seem to be trampled on his pride. His eyes squinted sharply, his neck veins stiffened, he did not accept what Agra said so he devised another plan to find the weak point of an Agra Madava Nadindra.

''Just look. You will bow your head and beg me!'' He murmured with anger.

Not just a threat, Agra was already walking a step ahead of his enemies. The plan has been arranged neatly and still he monitors with a calm attitude.

Drrr... Drrrttt

Agra's phone vibrated in his pants pocket, and a message notification came in with Kiran's name there. And again the look on Agra's face changed instantly just by reading a message from her girl.

'Mas, where are you?''

Just that short message, which was even able to make Agra's countenance no longer stiffen, as if the ice block that was exposed to the scorching sun, instantly melted away for just a fraction of a second.