Dear Girl Mr. Agra
Little Cousin Sister

At the supermarket, Kiran, who kept sorting out the neatly arranged bath soap on the shelf, did not realize that Agra had continued to grumble and occasionally snort annoyed.

Not no matter the truth, but according to Kiran if handling the sulking man just requires patience and just wait for the time when the man will speak for himself. Because Kiran was talking, Agra did not understand her at all.

''Why should also buy soap here, even though only need to ask Jery to prepare it, Agra grumbled by calling the name of Jery who is the manager at the supermarket.

''Who is Jery?'' kiran asked as she walked without looking back to see Agra pushing the shopping trolley.

''Manager here. Ck, honey...why are you quiet from earlier?'' Kiran chuckled at it, yes according to what she expected that Agra would give up on her own.

''You're the one who cut me off, Mas.''

''Iya-iya sorry. Why am I apologizing?'' agra shouted down her voice in her last sentence.

'Unethical indeed, but it's okay, for the sake of the night later.' Agra's inner.

After getting what he also bought some cake because Kiran and Agra agreed to make another cake to replace the cake they failed to make yesterday, they went home with two plastic bags and a paper bag.

But when they got out of the supermarket hand in hand, someone who had just got out of the car called Agra. A fairly beautiful, westernized-looking young lady smiled as she waved her hand at Agra.

The young lady walked quickly towards them and suddenly hugged Agra without caring there was another girl who Agra was currently holding her hand.

The deg!

Kiran's chest was suddenly as blasphemous, seeing firsthand the pure white hands of a woman hugging the friendly body of her husband. Irritatedly Kiran intended to release Agra's grasp but Agra's hand further tightened his grasp. As if hinting for Kiran to stay there and not leave.

''I was at home, but Mala said you were out, so I intend to take a walk but instead meet you here, said the woman after releasing her arms without reply from Agra.

Agra remained silent, putting on a cold, flat face.

''Come!'' the woman pulled the arm of Agra who did not move at all, her head turned towards Agra's hand which turned out to be still tightly grasping the hand of a beautiful girl.

''Oh, sorry, I borrowed Agra for a while.'' I don't know what's in that woman, as if it doesn't matter who Kiran is and what her relationship with Agra is.

The woman pulled Agra back, but Agra's hand instead of pulling her hand and coming with her, Agra shook her hand violently.

"Why?"

"Didn't you appreciate your sister-in-law, Olivia?" asked Agra in a cold voice.

The look on the face of the woman named Olivia was shocked, as if she could not believe what Agra was saying.

"Sister-in-law?"

Kiran smiled awkwardly greeting Olivia. "You're married?"

"Emm."

"Ooh, okay! but since when?"

"We better talk about this at home," said Agra who passed by without letting go of her hand at Kiran, leaving Olivia still standing in her place.

Really, he was really shocked to hear it, because he had never heard of Agra's marriage at all, and instead he did not appreciate Kiran's existence, either, but at first he thought the girl who was with Agra was just his lover who was only a lover, no more, who at any time could separate.

Olivia Madavi, a cousin who is always spoiled for Agra, is the son of Agra's father's brother who lives in the country sebrang.

In the car heading home, this time it was Kiran who bent her face and it was Agra who could see clearly. Agra was also confused as to how, all he could do was persuade him by asking him to talk.

"Darling?" Kiran remained silent by throwing her sight out of the car.

"He's a cousin, Mas."

"I know!"

"He was like that."

"Emm."

Kira no longer replied, her face still thrown out the window, the frustrated Agra finally stopped his car.

"Darling, yes, don't be angry."

"Mas, come! pity your cousin, he must be confused because you stopped your car, in the middle of the road, like this," kiran said in a cynical tone as her eyes continued to glance at the rearview mirror featuring a red car that also came to a stop.

Agra turned his head, and it was true that Olivia's red car had stopped because of him. With annoyed Agra also returned to drive his car.

Upon arrival at home, Kiran got out of the car without waiting for Agra, ran to the room irritated, I don't know why she felt angry when she saw Agra in the arms of another woman, it was his cousin's sister.

Kiran sat on the edge of the bed, feeling strange to herself for behaving like that. Over and over she sighed trying to relax her negative thoughts.

"Come, Kiran. They are cousins, and why should you be angry" Kiran told herself.

"But wait, am I angry?" continued.

"Are you jealous, baby?" agra's voice emerged from behind her body that had just entered the room because it wanted to catch up with her.

"No!"

"really?"

"He'um. He's your cousin's brother, Mas." Kiran repeated Agra's words in the car earlier.

Agra gave his smile, he drew closer to Kiran and propped his hands up on the edge of the bed, squeezing Kiran's body with his sturdy hands.

"But your eyes say something else" Agra poked Kiran's nose whose head he had pulled back away from Agra.

"No, Mas," to Kiran.

"It's okay too, after all Mas is happy if you are jealous," Agra said again.

"Why?"

"Because, it indicates that your love for Mas, is real."

Agra tucked Kiran's hair behind her ear. Gently rubbing her cheek then kissed Kiran's right hand with a gaze so warm and friendly.

Slowly but surely, Agra brought her face closer to Kiran who had closed her eyes, getting closer and closer

Clique

The door opened, without any excuse Olivia walked in so easily that it made Kiran push Agra's chest slowly with a feeling of complete annoyance.

Kiran could also see that Agra was holding back her anger, closing her eyes with a long sigh. But when he saw Agra was already preparing to explode, Kiran immediately held back her hand and shook her head slightly.

"Olives! aren't you being taught manners?!"

"Sorry Gra, I just saw you running around here, I thought what was going on,"

"Wife couples go to their rooms, what else to explain, what will they do?"

"Ck, after all, I'll just see you guys almost kissing, not see you guys who are already bugill."

Agra and Kiran turned simultaneously towards the direction where Olivia was standing.

Kiran's sick! he was really upset by this inappropriate answer from his cousin Agra's sister. But he had to be patient, because it was impossible for him to scold him.

"Get out!" Kiran gasped in shock, she raised her head, looking at Agra's already flushed face from anger staring intently at Olivia.

"Isshh, that's too much" Olivia said cynically and she got out of there.