Dear Girl Mr. Agra
Sorry Kiran yes Mas...

“How about suddenly Mas Agra also hates me?” the question escaped Kiran's tiny lips behind Agra's back.

Both of Agra's shoulders slumped hearing Kiran's unrest.

“You said Mas was the only person you had, right?”

“Iya.”

Agra let go of her embrace, pushed down Kiran's body slowly and placed her hand on Kiran's face.

Kiran did not know why Agra closed her eyes with one hand.

“Then, close your eyes like this, and look at me! Don't care about anything and trust me!”

Agra put his hand away. Kiran opened her eyes slowly.

“Kiran, who do you see?”

Kiran's tears are shed. Agra had touched her heart and convinced her in an easy to understand way. Because when he opened his eyes, he only saw one Agra, only Agra.

"Agra."

Agra smiled hearing that.

"Yes, who is Agra?"

"My-husband?"

"Yes, husband. Then why are you worried that your husband is here?"

Instead of subsiding, Kiran's cries were breaking even more. Makes Agra confused. He frantically looked around fearing that a flight attendant or someone else would suddenly come and open the curtain.

“Loh, Deck? The darling? Loh, why even cry?”

“Because, I can only see Kiran. Can't see the others. Point!”

Agra could not help but laugh now. It was pronounced Kiran by hitting her chest. He sounds angry, but happy too.

"Yes, of course. How could I see anyone else?"

Agra pulled Kiran into his arms again. Now their happiness is overflowing.

***

'The kids say you're on your honeymoon? Congrats! And don't pick up other people's phones when your husband is with you!'

Arrondissement, central Paris . The watch on Kiran's left hand pointed at the icy eight-night figure after arriving at a house belonging to her friend Faris, her grandfather Agra, that was rented out and would be his residence along with Agra as well as Anas and Lisa as long as they were here.

They landed at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris.

That message, Kiran thought came from her college friend. But not. Because his friends can't be that rough. That was Robby.

Kiran has no idea what she did wrong until Roby says about it.

Kiran shook her head quickly, still clueless with the incoming message from Roby.

He checks his phone one more time and sees an incoming call from Roby in the hours when he and Agra make love. And that call was answered.

Kiran closed her mouth in disbelief. Now he knows why Roby sent such a message.

Kiran walked quickly into the room and saw Agra who was unloading clothes from inside the suitcase.

“Mas!”

To look at it immediately. Because Kiran's call was uttered with a slight rise.

“Ya?”

“Why did that?”

“What?”

“Mas Agra who answered Roby's phone when we made love?”

“Yes. Let him know the place.”

“Mas Agra thinks what Mas did that, right? Don't be so, Mas...” Kiran's voice weakened because she no longer knew what kind of expression to have.

A moment of silence occurred. Until Agra completely twisted her body to face Kiran.

“Why are you angry, Dek?”

“Because Mas Agra just—”

“What do you think you're doing now? You brought in another man's name. Here, in our honeymoon room.”

Kiran fell silent and bowed, as if she was being scolded by her own husband. Even though it is true.

“Mas knows how many messages he sent you, Kiran. It's true you never returned it. But what about him?”

Kiran could hear the ripples of Agra's baritone fury growing louder in her ears. From the name he was correctly mentioned, he knew that there was a great anger that was currently hidden by Agra that he was trying to cover up so that Kiran would not be frightened.

“Mas just wants to show where it is. That he should know that our marriage is not a toy. And you're saying it's not true? Then what about your Mas Agra? You think Mas wasn't hurt either as he kept getting close to you by utilizing all sorts of gaps?”

Agra ended his long sentence and took the clothes from the suitcase he had left open on the floor.

He breezed out of the room by closing the door from the outside. Leaving Kiran who saw her back disappear a moment later.

Tight, really his chest feels as big. Just a few hours ago he felt the warmth of his friendship with Agra on the plane. But now …

Kiran. Squeeze his little fingers.

It should have been the sweetest night of their time together because it was the first night of their honeymoon.

In a beautiful place. Which as far as Kiran's observations has a distinctive and clean modern feel. The windows are wide and large. As deliberately designed to see the flower beds planted around the house.

The kitchen is minimalist, the dining room is too. The room where Kiran was at the moment was also not that spacious. But very comfortable. The room also smells of soothing lavender.

But for what now?

Because all this Agra prepared for him, who actually discussed Roby and made Agra upset. Her husband was not here, he took her clothes outside and left her.

She would definitely sleep in another room on the night of their honeymoon.

Kiran sighed regretfully. He knew Agra just wanted to put a clear limit on Roby. That he was telling the truth that this marriage was not a toy.

“He's very angry with me.”

Kiran came out of the room. Looking for Agra in the other room, but did not meet, not also in the kitchen or in the living room.

But at that moment, he felt a cool breeze from outside. As he turned to his left side, he could see the sliding window was wide open. Kiran stepped closer to it.

Yes Kiran found Agra there. He was in the pool, not very large, only five times three meters in size.

Agra soaked warm water there with both eyes closed. Striking his annoyance and anger, Kiran guessed it.

Kiran felt more guilty. Without taking off his clothes he walked towards the pool. Entering the water slowly down the steps and stopping in front of Agra who seemed unaware she was here with him.

When Agra opened his eyes, he was shocked. Meeting Kiran who had been in front of him somehow since when.

“Mas..”.

Kiran placed her head on Agra's shoulder and wrapped her hands around Agra's neck, then said, “Definitely Kiran made Mas angry huh? forgive Kiran, Mas. Kiran was already overboard.”

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