Dear Girl Mr. Agra
Deadly Glass Bottle.

At Agra and Kiran Airport are ready to leave, with Lisa and Anas.

Along the way, Agra made no sound at all and Kiran understood that very well. Kiran rubbed Agra's arm so that her husband could toughen up.

''Mas... You have to be stoic huh, hmm?''

Agra smiled slightly without making a sound or saying anything to Kiran.

''Kiran was sure, Papa was calmer there, he already did not feel any pain anymore, right?''

Kiran leaned her head on Agra's arm, and Agra softly kissed Kiran's head affectionately.

Please note, he is not currently mourning the departure of the father, he said, but he was thinking about how his father's health had suddenly decreased even though last night his confidants told him that the father was able to talk and healthy even the doctor there approved Hermawan's return home for next.

But why did he suddenly get the news again that his father was dead.

Eight hours and fifteen minutes, they finally reached New York City, a city known as the city that never sleeps.

Once there, there was someone who had been waiting for them, namely his confidant, Roger who was also sent by Faris, Agra's grandfather to pick up the newlyweds.

''Please Mr. Madam.'' Roger opens the car door for Agra and Kiran who are immediately nodded by Agra.

''Be careful, Deck.'' As usual Agra's hand was placed on top of Kiran's head so as not to hit the top of the car door.

The journey in the city was not too crowded, still in a state of silence but Agra suddenly started a conversation that made Kiran turn her head.

''Roger, are you the one who keeps near my Papa?'' agra asked in a cold tone, exactly the first time Kiran knew when Agra brought her to the apartment on the first day they got married.

''Really Master, I continue to be near the big Taun.''

''Are you sure? nobody goes anywhere? like eating or going to the bathroom?'' agra's question was full of probing, and it was Kiran who realized it herself.

''Mas?'' call Kiran whispering.

But Agra did not reply, he only glanced briefly at Kiran and rubbed the back of Kiran's hand, to show that she was okay.

''As I recall, I ate already delivered Jesi housemaid. And if while cleaning myself I wait for the time when the great master is being examined by a doctor.'' Agra replied with a nod because Roger's answer was all in his wits.

''Ah yes sir, but there was a time when Miss Nancy came and asked me to go out of the room because she was going to cleanse the body of the great lord.'' Agra fell silent, a suspicious feeling swept over him.

''Yes sir, because lady Nancy kept pushing me out, I finally came out.''

''God...why are you so careless, '' sis Agra.

''Sorry sir, but I put a hidden camera, but I'm sorry I haven't checked, because I haven't had time.''

Agra leaned forward and said, Give it to me.''

''See, sir, '' said Roger who immediately took his phone from the dashboard of the car with his right hand, because his left hand was driving.

''This sir, please check for yourself, it's in the file document.'' Roger gave the phone to Agra without hesitation, because it was Roger who devoted himself to Agra who had helped his life a lot.

Agra took it from Roger's hand and examined some of the footage that turned out to be all there was footage of Roger leaving Hermawan even though there was a doctor who was checking the condition of Hermawan, complete date and time of recording it happened.

And when Agra's thumb touched a document of Vidio in the last row, there was Nancy sitting in a chair near the bed of Hermawan. And what Roger said was that Nancy threw him out on the grounds that it would clean Hermawan's body, it's true because there's a glass container with a towel inside, but there's something strange.

Yeah, because Nancy didn't touch the container with the warm water at all, he put the container under the bed and then reached into his bag and pulled out a small object that was like a glass bottle the size of a little finger.

''What is it?'' muttered Agra slowly.

Kiran brought her face closer to Roger's phone screen, her eyes squinting like they were no strangers to the bottle.

''The bottle was like the bottle I met next to Reza's body.''

Agra turned his head quickly, his eyes wide, yes! he just remembered that the bottle that he gave to Reza to make sure that it was not poison in it, like what Reza gave to Hermawan at that time, but Reza instead drank it by making Agra sure and blessing he died because of his own actions.

''Ms Hermawan, do you know what this is? this is why you are like this, and this is also what killed my son! you tau? who got him killed, Agra! Agra your son!''

Agra was wide-eyed, his heart was rumbling, anger could no longer be contained, his eyes were reddened, as it turned out to be true, Reza was the son of Nancy, who was a child of Nancy, all he knows is that Reza he met in the orphanage and adopted into his son, and became the younger brother of Agra.

His eyes stared intently at the phone screen, because there he could see Nancy taking the syringe from inside her bag and then taking the liquid and then injecting it into the tube infusion.

And even more crazy, Agra could see clearly, when Nancy finished stabbing the needle into a tube containing intravenous fluid, Nancy as if there was no guilt at all, he said, he laughed like he was without burden and sin.

''Jerk!''