Dear Girl Mr. Agra
Two Steps late

The atmosphere in the room where Kiran was treated turned awkward, but Faris who was very good at melting the atmosphere finally came to life.

''Kiran, why does your face still look beautiful, despite being wrapped in such bandages?''

''Grandfather, it could be, '' said Kiran timidly, which made Olivia stare cynically at him.

''This room does not work AC!'' chirps Olivia.

''The air here works fine, it's just that you're the one who just came out of hell!'' sahut Agra without shady aling-aling.

Olivia snorted annoyedly at hearing it, and the others just quietly listened.

The same Hendrawan felt the irritation also stared cynically at Kiran, taking a position sitting on the sofa with his legs folded.

Kiran was well aware that there were three pairs of eyes that were currently staring at her dislikefully. Yes they are the children and the father is also Agra's own mother.

But Kiran was not at all dependent, because for her, Agra and Daria's grandfather had already sided with her it was more than enough.

''Oh yes son'. You don't want to introduce your wife to Mama?''

Agra raised her eyebrows one, fed up with Nancy's pretentious attitude.

''Did you really not know her?'' ask Agra.

''Lho! of course not yet, have you ever known her to Mama?''

Agra glanced at Olivia who was also looking at him.

''Surely Olivia told me too, right?''

Nancy and Olivia gasped at it, with Agra's tone that seemed to suspect them of making the two women of different generations misbehave. Especially Nancy.

Faris who did not understand what his grandson meant just silently listened, because he was very familiar with the nature of all his grandchildren. Agra who would not wrongly accuse if he did not have something that he had already held.

''What are you talking about?''

''Papa drop, do you know?''

Agra's words shocked everyone, even more so Faris.

''Son, really?'' asked Faris in a panic.

''Yes Cake, Papa's condition suddenly decreased, Grandpa could ask Mama.''

Agra slightly twitched her chin at Nancy, and Faris looked at her with a lot of questions demanding answers.

''Forgive me Well, Nancy doesn't know, '' Nancy replied hesitantly.

''How not to know. Your husband's condition is deteriorating you're even here on the grounds of wanting to meet a daughter-in-law! Didn't I tell you that they're coming there!''

Everyone dispersed, because the doctor who said that Kiran would do a thorough examination because he was afraid that there were other wounds in his skull, because the wound on Kiran's head was quite severe, he said, and hospitals don't want to take the risk of taking things for granted.

''Grandpa farewell, take care of your wife, if necessary provide escort from now on, grandfather does not want to hear bad news again, understand!''

''Understand, Cake.''

''Good ''Yes! Give him Grandpa's greetings, and after heals later, Grandpa's assistant will meet you.''

Faris passed away with help from Liliyana who also said goodbye to Agra.

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As soon as they, Agra, who wanted to re-enter Kiran's room, suddenly got a phone call.

''Yes, Anas?''

''Shit! then did you find the attacker?''

''Ok, I look forward to the next news from you! if you need to call Elvano, I'd like to, he'll come find out''

Agra closed the connection with a face that held back his anger, really he was anxious to strangle someone right now, because given how thick Kiran was that he had witnessed by his eyes. His chest felt as hard as it was, even his heart seemed to rumble wanting to vaporize it.

Agra walked into Kiran's room without knowing there was a man sitting in the waiting chair, not too far away from her, he heard all what Agra said to the caller.

His hands were squeezing strongly, sweat pouring out all over his body even his lips looked paled.

Right now he felt very guilty, but whatever power he was afraid to admit it, he was afraid that Agra's anger would explode If he suddenly came and admitted his mistake.

He still wants to live because from the cover, anyone knows that Agra is a cold and a little cruel figure even more with his enemies. Plus Agra mentioned one name that he was very familiar with, namely the head of the mafia who came from the country of Italy is notoriously cruel and heartless.

Yes the man was the perpetrator who hit Kiran on purpose, on someone's errand. Which he himself deeply regretted his actions, but whatever the power, the rice has become porridge. He should have dared to take responsibility but his fear still haunted him.

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Elsewhere, Anas was in a place where there were many cars being destroyed.

Anas sniffed irritably, he was angry at himself for being two steps late from the perpetrator who had already destroyed the evidence, the car used to hit Kiran, what he currently saw was already crushed into a useless slab.

From the provision of CCTV footage he can see clearly the serial number of the car and the type of car, he said, who after finding out it turns out his men saw the same car passing fast into the factory area and lost track after two corners.

And here he was, in a dumpster, the owner of the car thinking of a way to remove the evidence he could have used for weapons.

''No! I'm not giving up. Because for me this game will only start after my Master says, Bravo!''

Telat Anas with passion. Eventually he left the area and tried to find out in other ways.