Dear Girl Mr. Agra
Second Kiss

Now Agra was wearing his clothes that Kiran chose randomly. Agra cleared his throat and Kiran slowly raised her head to look directly at the figure of Agra sitting in the corner of the bed with a sweet smile.

But Kiran was even more festering with Agra's appearance this time. Random hair, black shirt with sleeves rolled up to elbows. The creature of God was very real looking, moreover there was a tooth looming out as he smiled, yes Agra's shuffled teeth made Kirban pounding.

“Still at night, you continue your sleep,” said Agra disperse his daydream.

“Where are you going?” asked Kiran who saw Agra going away from her room.

“Can I sleep here again?” Agra's eyes squinted mischievously and immediately jumped on the bed again, took his comfortable position and then stretched out there.

Kiran's face began to panic again, really, that wasn't what she meant, but what she needed to expel the original owner of the place. Kiran snorted resignedly and stood up then walked towards the bed.

No, not to sleep there, but rather he took his pillow and stepped towards the door. Agra continued to pay attention to Kiran's movements that she thought would be resigned to sleeping in bed with her but no! Kiran actually wants to go out of the room with her favorite pillow.

“Eh, uh... Where are you going, Kiran?”

“I sleep on the sofa outside, you rest, good night,” Kiran's voice sounds very weak because in fact he still feels very sleepy, because of fatigue all day activities in his campus.

Agra smiled gently and walked over to Kiran who was standing there with her eyes half closed.

“I'm just kidding. You sleep on the bed, I sleep in the living room. Good night...,” said Agra who passed out after rubbing the top of Kiran's head so gently.

“Ehh ...

Kiran wanted to prevent Agra's move, but the man kept walking and moved away from her. Kiran smiled with relief as it turned out that Agra was not the man she was most. And even if Agra did more when they were in the same bed, it was not a mistake because it was an obligation for all married couples.

But not to Agra, he did not want to impose his will on Kiran who he knew was not ready, and might never even be ready. He also wanted it very much.

Agra splashed her body on the sofa which was not enough to accommodate her high posture and made half her legs dangle so that Agra folded her.

“Haaah... Maybe in the morning my body will hurt. But it's okay, rather than Kiran who has to sleep here,” Agra said with a murmur.

His eyes were not hurriedly closed, precisely the net was reflected in Kiran's face that held back the drowsiness, it was adorable, it was, subconsciously Agra smiled happily imagining Kiran who would someday come to him and hugged him willingly then said

‘I miss you, mas!’ Agra chuckled as he realized his stupidity for imagining something that would not be possible.

...

Morning came, no! It was not morning anymore, it had even entered daylight hours.

Kiran who was writhing on the mattress immediately got up from her bed because her eyes saw the blurry clockwork that showed on the twin numbers that is, eleven noon.

Holy hooch!

“Sang Roby! Today the Roby who teaches!” Kiran immediately ran to the bathroom to pamper herself in the hot water with a glance.

Yes half an hour later there are classes filled with lecturers who are famous for being very killer and he is the Roby, that's the call for him rather than students.

Finished bathing without shampooing, Kiran immediately put on her clothes and grabbed her bag without putting on the slightest makeup. Kiran went out of the room and forgot that in the living room there was Agra who was still asleep on the sofa which certainly would not feel comfortable.

Degh’!

Kiran let out a sigh of relief as she did not fall down and hit Agra as her hand held on to the table and the sofa sliver.

‘But how do I wake up?’

Agra's sense of smell sensed the fragrance from the vanilla soap variant, his eyes slightly opened and the first thing he saw was Kiran's face directly with such a close distance.

Agra's lips smiled on their own, and whether consciously or not he actually grabbed Kiran's slender waist and both hands which in turn made Kiran completely fall on her.

Kiran's face of shock was not playing, and so was Agra who originally thought it was just a dream but it turned out that these were all real not imaginations or dreams like what he thought.

Without any more distance between them, the faces of both of them were both flushed and...

Cup’

The second time Agra kissed Kiran's forehead and this time he did not mind Agra's actions but he was really comfortable and washed away.

“Can I kiss your lips?” agra's question made Kiran consciously and spontaneously wake up from her position.

Visible disappointed face of Agra for his evasion Kiran has answered his question which might just mean it is, ‘Doubt!’.

Kiran stood away from Agra, but she did not realize that her spontaneous attitude had hurt Agra, the man who had become her husband.

“Sorry if I was presumptuous, I went to the toilet for a while, after which thought it would be breakfast together.” Agra passed away but Kiran's voice made her step stop again.

“No, sorry I can't have breakfast with you, there's class in 15 minutes, I said.”

“Wait!”

Kiran turned around again, “let me drop off!” Agra walked with his wide strides and festive hand Kiran kekahur from his apartment unit.

Did not have time to refuse, Kiran just according to Agra who wanted to deliver it with a car that was already available in front of the main door.

“Who's car? Didn't he come home with just now,” Kiran muttered in her heart.

But he did not take a headache again, the most important thing is that he could arrive on time to his campus and not get angry with the killer lecturer.

There was no discussion between them along the journey that was only a few kilometers away, arriving at the campus courtyard instead of Kiran immediately coming out, he just stayed in his place with his gaze fixed on the students who were gathered on the stairs there.

“Why?” ask Agra.

No, there was no response from Kiran. Agra briefly examined the situation and he began to understand.

“Do they not know your status?” guess Agra exactly.