Dear Girl Mr. Agra
It's presumptuous indeed, but…

Wanting to get angry was not hearty, even more so hearing Kiran's weakened and sad voice. Agra returned Kiran's embrace warmly, she just kept quiet without talking or muttering.

Her feelings are still upset because of Roby's name called Kiran in their honeymoon room. But he also had no power to refrain from returning his wife's embrace.

“Mas just wants him to know his limits,” said Agra after he was silent.

“Yes, Mas. Kiran understood, forgive Kiran yes, earlier Kiran was just surprised,” Agra nodded with her hands gently rubbing Kiran's hair.

“Kiran has also blocked his number,” Kiran said again, but suddenly Agra pushed slowly Kiran, looking into Kiran's eyes with a deep look.

“Don't Mas ever block it, then why can he still contact you, did you reopen it?”

Kiran who heard that immediately shook her head. Because he didn't do that at all.

“No, Mas! he contacted me using a new number, and for me to not have to ask again, I finally gave his contact a name!” beber Kiran explained everything without missing an item.

Agra smiled and carried Kiran into his arms again, now that his feelings had begun to calm down, the annoyance that had been floating around him instantly vanished.

*

On the other side of the room. Lisa, who had just finished her bath, took a warm bath in this cold Parisian weather. Using only her towel shirt, and wrapped around her hair with a special towel, Lisa just walked out of the bathroom. And unexpectedly someone went in there without knocking on the door.

‘Aaakkkhhh!’

Lisa screamed because Anas had entered her room.

“What do you want, huh! the honeymooners they're not us!” nagel Lisa's.

“Hei! this is my room, what are you doing in my room!” reply Anas.

“Clearly this is my room!” said Lisa who does not want to give up because it is a woman's habit is always to feel right😁.

Anas stared intently at Lisa and walked towards the closet and opened the big closet.

“Look at this all my stuff and look at it, it's mine too!”

Anas showed a neatly arranged row of clothes there and his hands also pointed towards the painting with his face neatly taped to the long upper wall.

Lisa's eyes widened perfectly because she saw the painting which was Anas's face exactly and she stepped towards the closet she saw the row of clothes hanging and the neat arrangement there.

“Se–ssince when, this room is yours?!”

“Since long ago, because this house is already usual we occupy when there is a business trip here.”

“Why didn't you tell me in the first place, then I'll find another room!” ketus Lisa who was already embarrassed because it turns out he was the wrong one.

“No need!” prevent Anas from leaving Lisa by dragging his suitcase. “Let me in another room, put on your clothes, lest others see you like that!” she said again who then stepped away after picking up a set of casual clothes from inside the closet.

Lisa just kept quiet by continuing to pay attention to the motion of Anas who then disappeared behind the door. “Did he give up for me?” murmured Lisa felt blushed.

“But why can't I see the painting. Ck, how reckless you are Lisa!”

She stretched out her body and made her half-dry hair hit the mattress that would definitely be damp because of her hair. Unknowingly his eyes became more sleepy and a few moments later he was already asleep in his sleep with his hands still tightly grasping his phone.

Out there, Anas who had cleaned himself and was fresher than before, immediately headed for the kitchen, and, meeting a cook who has been employed for a long time there and only needed his energy when they were there.

“Dila?” call Anas to the young and sweet cook.

“Good night, Mr. Anas. All the food I have prepared.” The woman named Dila smiled kindly.

“Thank you, then I'll call them. And oh yes, can prepare warm tea, it looks like we need it.”

“Good, Sir,” says Dila the young chef.

Anas stepped away to where the newlyweds main room was, but just as he was about to knock it, the door opened first.

“What?”

“Sorry Sir, dinner is provided.” Agra nodded and walked out of the room holding Kiran's hand.

“Mr Anas, please call Lisa yes, just now until she says hungry she said,” said Kiran who turned around for a while and nodded at Anas who was her intention she would also call Lisa.

Anas looked at the door of the room that was still closed like the one he had left before. Exhales his breath violently and then heads there.

Knock it a few times, but there's no telling from the inside.

“Do I have to open it?” muttered Anas thought for a moment.

But Anas knocked it back even this time a little louder, but there was still no truth from within. He finally had to open it himself and it was not locked.

“Ck he was really careless,” muttered Anas who ventured inside and saw Lisa who was lying on the bed with her legs still dangling below also slightly open.

Anas's eyes slightly glared at Lisa's supine position and opened his legs, as he shook his head, casting out the wild demons.

His eyes turned on the towel lying below, just clucking, Anas picked it up. And his eyes glanced back at Lisa's head whose hair still looked wet.

“This girl is really slovenly, wet hair has already laid her boat on the mattress, after all would not be flu if you sleep with hair that is still damp, damp,” hiss Agra who left beside the bed by looking at Lisa.

“And behold, he fell asleep still clutching his phone like that, what the hell made him keep playing with his phone.” Slowly, Anas took Lisa's phone from his grasp.

His eyes and fingers seemed to be checking Lisa's phone. Sassy indeed! and it was also Anas realized but somehow he felt very curious. It's possible that if Lisa finds out, it'll nag her all out.

His eyes immediately turned sharply on the content of the message on social media Lisa, with the account name Zico_Farzah, Lisa sent messages to each other.

Yes it turns out before Lisa really fell asleep, before she was texting Zico, her level brother on campus, a student who became the target of female students.

From their message, Anas can see Zico does like Lisa, because of the way Zico continues to send messages and Lisa who only occasionally replies to him.

Without thinking anymore, Anas immediately blocked the social media account name Zico from Lisa's account, then deleted the message so that Lisa could no longer find Zico's social media account.