Dear Girl Mr. Agra
It's Time

Agra came out of the bathroom with her disheveled face, looked at Kiran who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, threw her breath out violently then passed onto the walk in closet to get dressed.

Kiran who was just about to get out of bed to go to the bathroom suddenly slammed back into the bed. Yes it was Agra's big hand that grabbed him to stay there.

Agra placed her head on Kiran's flat stomach, her hair still wet slightly hitting Kiran's stomach skin whose clothes were slightly raised.

“Gosh! Mas, what do you want? ke—why not wear clothes?” kiran's face was red because Agra was not wearing a top and only wore her shorts.

“Heat.” That was all Agra could answer because indeed he felt hot tonight, even after bathing his body was sweating again.

“What heat, obviously AC on.”

“Entailah, but Mas feel very hot. Head Mas also hurts,” said Agra who had massaged his own temple.

“Why is it so sudden? try lifting Mas's head, Kiran wants to get up first.”

Just as Kiran was about to sit down from her supine position, Agra instead held her back and shook her head in Kiran's stomach, which was already whimpering.

“Mas, ticklish..!”

“Sayang?”

Agra rolled over and stopped right in front of Kiran's shocked face. “What Mas?” Kiran pulled her head slightly back because of her very close position even just one index finger.

“Not so.” Agra sat down and leaned her body against the headboard, then grabbed a book for her to read.

Kiran's eyebrows fused in wonder, what exactly did Agra want to say? Kiran shifted her seat to near Agra.

“Mas?”

“Emm?”

“Mas, what do you want to say?”

“No, you want to shower right?” Kiran nodded.

“Ya has taken a shower first, Mas will say it after you are ready to take a shower.”

Kiran sighed harshly and passed away from there leaving Agra who was instantly daydreaming with a blank look.

“What do I say now? but I don't have enough evidence yet to show his rottenness.”

His phone vibrated on the nightstand, with his head leaning to see who was contacting him these nights, and after being seen, to see, agra quickly jumped from the top of the mattress and shifted the green icon on the screen of her phone.

“Ya?”

“Really?”

“Then I did not take the wrong decision to kill his life at that time.”

“Besok–”

Dugh

Agra turned his head back, to his surprise he saw Kiran standing behind him with her pajama face.

Agra's eyes widened, and immediately disconnected the phone connection and walked over to Kiran who was regressing his steps.

“Honey? you why?”

Agra's hand grabbed Kiran's arm and instead Kiran avoided it. “Mas, who did Mas finish?” asked Kiran Deny trembling lips.

“Hah? i–it, emmm it, dia.”.

“Jawab Mas!” Kiran's voice sounded demanding, it was only natural that she was very curious because indeed she heard everything Agra said.

“Huft... It may be time you know, come here!”

Agra sat on the chair on the balcony, waiting for Kiran who was walking slowly towards him. It was obvious that Kiran was currently feeling scared, because she had just heard a sentence that was very creepy for her.

Realizing the look on Agra's face that looks sad Kiran also tried to eliminate her fear.

“Sorry, not like that. I was just surprised to hear it.”

“It's okay. Give me time to explain everything. Don't cut or leave before you're done talking, can you?”

Kiran nodded even though her heart was getting weird.

“Jawab question Mas, yes.'' Kiran nodded again.

“How long have you known him?”

“Dia?”

“Reza your late husband?'”Agra can see Kiran's face changing slowly when he hears Reza's name mentioned by him.

“Why did Mas ask that?”

“Kiran..”.

“Sorry,” Kiran bowed, but as much as possible he lifted his head and convinced himself that Reza was indeed only a person in his past.

“It's been almost 2 years, Mas.”

“What is it during that time that you are not at all aware of something?” Kiran tilted her head looking at Agra in surprise.

“This look!”

Agra showed me something from his phone that he put on the table, doubtfully Kiran took Agra's cell phone and looked with eyes that poked a wedding photo with the groom whose face looked familiar to her.

a few seconds later, his eyes widened, because what he saw was the face of Reza, his late lover just different because of the makeup.

“Dia? this picture, who is this woman? what does it mean Mas?!”

“Swipe away, and see some photos there.”

Kiran followed what Agra said, the more he shifted the screen of Agra's phone, the more he found some images that left him in shock.

“Yes that is Reza, he's my father's adopted son, from childhood he was in the care of my parents. And I don't know what factor, he could do such a heinous thing.”

“At the beginning we got the news that Reza had killed a girl just because of a trivial problem, we covered up her crime meetings because Reza was in mental treatment. But gradually he got worse, and in the end he claimed to have killed the lives of eight girls he married. Papa was angry to hear it which then ended up being kicked out of the house. But who would have thought it turns out Reza holds a grudge on Papa and in the end he gives a very dangerous poison, which is very dangerous, which is the result of the poison if he does not die immediately he will surely die in a long time.”

Kiran remained silent and listened, her tears had already shed a moment ago, whether it felt like not believing that the man who filled her first turned out to hold many mysteries in her life.

“Mas as his biological child, certainly felt angry when he knew it all. I entrust anything to him as long as he runs a company in America. But upon hearing the bad news, the mas flew to look for him, and it turned out that he was in your village, which he said would marry a girl. And Mas knew that the girl would be his next victim from a photo you saw that.”

“Mas darkened his eyes, and gave the poison he gave papa, at first he did not admit that it was poison, but Mas forced him to swallow it and in the end, he did not admit it, he died in a short time.”

Kiran is still silent, she must be angry or have to thank Agra, but at that time she did not know what exactly Reza's problem was so that she felt angry with the killer who lost her lover's life, but she also thanked Agra who had confessed that she was the one who finished him off, if not for her, it was possible that she would be the one to leave for good.

“Mungin you will be angry after this same Mas, but Mas has resigned, because this is the reality.”

. TBC...

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