Dear Girl Mr. Agra
Can Be Tried

Slowly Kiran was getting more comfortable and used to it. It has been five hours flight, Kiran has been more relaxed even he was able to talk to the flight attendants who had delivered various drinks and food for them because they were asked.

“Please..” said the beautiful flight attendant was friendly and nodded by Kiran but not with Agra who did not reply at all because his eyes were only focused with his wife's face shining because of her beauty.

Kiran's eyes sparkled and immediately gulped her saliva, looking at the pan seared salmon dish with garlic and lemon served with a delicious buttery sauce. Likewise with mashed potatoes and boiled eggs that look so tempting.

“At a meal dear, do not look at it,” said Agra gently, Kiran smiled by answering him, saying,

“Yes, Mas. I'm already very hungry.”

Kiran muttered enjoying the super crispy salmon on the outside, with its soft, tender inside and the taste of lemon and garlic soaking deep inside, all flavors are equipped with butter sauce that is soft and has a strong taste. Agra smiled watching Kiran who was enjoying her food so voraciously.

“Is it very delicious?” agra asked making Kiran nod steadily without a word due to her mouth being full.

“Then eat slowly, no one will take it away from you,” Agra chuckles at Kiran eating so voraciously, but even so he was very happy and felt anxious with his wife.

It was getting dark, the sunset was clearly visible from above in the plane, Kiran who was already feeling full sat sweetly and continued to stare in awe at the stunning natural panorama.

Agra also took notice, but not pay attention to what Kiran was currently staring at, but pay attention to Kiran's radiant face.

Feeling even more anxious with Kiran's expression, Agra had her mischievous plan.

“Mas?!”

It felt like Kiran's heart would come off in a moment because Agra grabbed her hand and carried it between her two groins.

Kiran was embarrassed, she immediately pulled her hand from Agra's grasp.

“Why, Honey? Every night you feel it but why not hold it?”

“Mas Agra, don't pervert!”

”Mesum? Bawdy how? Are you my wife? Well, you deliberately teased Mas' right?”

And now it's Agra's turn to play the victim on his own wife.

“Ah..!”

One sensual voice escaped Kiran's lips as Agra's hands squeezed both of hers and her lips landed perfectly on her neck.

“Don't, Mas.. We're still on this plane!”

“Hah? You want to do it on the plane?”

“Mas!”

Brugh!

The sound of the falling item made Agra pull his head from Kiran's neck and he straightened his back.

Not without reason. Because the thing that fell was some fruit plate that was being carried by the flight attendant. For passengers of special aircraft.

The flight attendant was dumbfounded for a moment with his mouth open. He realized that he had just disrupted the activities of a married couple but he also really did not know he would witness it.

Kiran's head turned, instantly her cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

“Sorry disturb. I just want to deliver fruit. Oh yes Sir, Madam. We also provide room service for newlyweds, you can enjoy the service comfortably, please.”.

With the professional flight attendant spoke fluently even though his chest was still pounding because of watching the couple's friendly activities. And instead provide or offer a special service for those who are in the first class.

“Then excuse me, if you are interested, can contact us immediately, to be prepared everything.”

“Can be tried,” muttered Agra who was reading the magazine given by the flight attendant earlier.

“Tried what, Mas?”

“This room.” Agra's eyebrows rose and fell staring at Kiran with a teasing look.

“Lho why?”

“Euumm... that's for sure, Mas–” Kiran paused his remark because she herself was embarrassed to say it.

“Hayo! you must be perverted,” points to Agra and flicks Kiran's flushed nose.

“Mas just wants you to comfortably relax your body, baby. Because this trip is also prime for you, it will definitely feel sore if you have to sit still. Yes but if you want it, Mas also want.”

Agra gave her smile, uttering her sentence more slowly in the end. And Kiran understood very well what her husband meant.

“Mass..”

“What the hell is a pity.”.

“Do not mess!” threaten Kiran's.

“No, just one kind of kok,” said Agra by showing off his teeth.

Kiran snorted in annoyance, she folded her hands then leaned her back on the chair, closing her eyes with pursed lips in annoyance.

The cup!

Agra foolishly even kissed Kiran briefly, for some reason she was very happy to judge his wife, even more so when she saw Kiran sulking, Kiran's beautiful face was even more adorable for her.

Kiran turned her head, she looked at Agra with a deep gaze, she was happy, she felt very loved and felt lucky to be married by a kind and loving man like Agra. But he also felt that his burden had not all gone because his heart was still missing the figure of his mother and father who had clearly kicked him out.

Agra knew, the meaning of Kiran's gaze. He knew everything Kiran was feeling.

Agra carried Kiran into her lap, and did not forget to close the curtain to stop the flight attendants from catching them.

A kiss landed right on Kiran's lips. Which changed direction to open and hold each other even if only for a moment. Kiran could not help her nervousness and squeezed firmly into the collar of Agra's shirt.

The nervousness was vaguely covered in sadness.

They look at each other. Kiran could see Agra's sparkling beads of eyes, as if the glittering rays of the entire cluster of the universe were orbiting within them.

“What were you worried about when Mas was here with you, Dek?”

Agra tucked Kiran's long hair behind her ear. The one being asked sat on top of the thigh silently obediently without answering. Cowering by squeezing his own little fingers.

“Kiran just ..., fear of losing, Mas. Because right now Kiran only has Mas. No mom or dad.”

Agra smiled gently, rubbing the top of Kiran's head up to her back. He understood Kiran's concern, and he did not want his wife to feel lonely, because indeed he himself asked Kiran to depend on him. Only he's a.

“Mas belongs only to Kiran, and Kiran also belongs only to Mas, hmm?”

Kiran nodded with her sweet smile then hugged Agra affectionately.

Different in other seats. Anas and Lisa are still silencing each other. There has been no talk between them since Anas snorted in annoyance at Lisa's words mentioning the name of a man named, Zico.

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Title: Retrieve the Plagued Guide

Works: Alinatasya21

Blurbs:

Tsamirah Zahran Az Zahra is an ayu-spirited country girl full of charm that is able to sedate the adam kneel before him and compete to solidify himself to get the love of a Zahrana. One by one the people of Adam came to change in the life of Zahrana, starting from he sat on the bench of Junior High School.

Until finally he graduated his final SMK education and decided not to continue his studies. He chose to work and find himself. He struggled to become a Muslim woman in Allah's pleasure. But who would have thought, in the middle of the hijra process he fell in love with a man named Muhammad Zaid Arkana, who was, until he became entangled in the endless mud of sin and weakened the heresy of Zahrana's faith and purity of heart. Will Zahrana be paired with Muhammad Zaid Arkana or will there be another man who will be the figure of Zahrana's true love?

Let's look at the story in the novel to bring back the direction of the crashed.