Dear Girl Mr. Agra
Anger Overlord

The mourners were already crowded, and by late afternoon, it was time to deliver the body of the late Hermawan Nadindra to his final resting place. With several ceremonies to bury the body of Hermawan they went through with a grieving heart.

And now the coffin of a man who raised Agra is almost invisible with a sprinkling of flowers on it, and will be covered by the ground in a family cemetery.

During the ceremony of covering the coffin with earth, they continued to chant prayers for the deceased, and also as a tribute during the life of the late Hermawan.

Moments later, the mourners began leaving the cemetery. And now there are only relatives left who even one by one have said goodbye to home.

Agra was still bowed bitterly, moreover he saw directly the father who was buried in the ground, his heart felt sore but lucky there was Kiran who continued to strengthen the husband to stay strong.

''Agra your father has calmed down there, '' said Faris giving a mouthful of affection to his grandchildren.

''True Agra, your father has calmed down there You just need to pray for him, said Hendrawan, uncle Agra or the younger brother of the late Hermawan.

''Son' let's go, your wife must be tired, she hasn't had time to rest yet, has she?'' liliyana, Hendrawan's wife.

Agra nodded slowly after hearing Kiran's name mentioned, and got up from her seat and took Kiran's hand to leave the cemetery, but behind his sunglasses he still had a sharp glance at Nancy who was still with his drama, sitting crying with sobbing.

''Hello, reverse all in my name soon, tomorrow afternoon I will be there!''

nancy told someone she was calling.

Throughout the journey Agra was just silent, either because he was lazy to talk or was holding back anger, Kiran did not really understand. But all Kiran could do was give a gentle swipe to her grieving husband.

''Forgive grandfather yes, Kiran. Because of this disaster when your honeymoon is seized, said Faris began the conversation.

''No need to hesitate grandfather, Kiran also 'kan your child,'' said Kiran with a little joke aimed to comfort those who are grieving.

''Yes baby, you're right 'son,'' Faris said again.

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Arriving at the house that Agra had left almost a year ago, Agra asked Faris to sit with the family but he refused on the grounds, pitying his wife who was tired of the long journey.

Faris did not bother him because it was seen that his daughter-in-law's granddaughter was very tired even though Kiran said 'no'.

''I'm sorry, grandfather forgot, already there bring your wife to your room. Jesi has prepared everything there, said Faris and Agra also Kiran.

In the room that had the dominant shades of gray and white, Agra brought Kiran there. Kiran took a seat on the edge of the bed and Agra bailed to the bathroom to wash her face.

Kiran's eyes went around looking at the whole room very neatly, but there was one corner of the room that made Kiran interested, namely a large figura with a small portrait of Agra with her father on a beach.

Their faces show happiness, and from their clothes they look very compact, ''Sweet, ''' said Kiran softly.

''What is sweet?'' asked Agra who was already standing behind him.

''Huh? no Mas…''

Agra smiled, rubbing Kiran's cheek gently.

''You look very tired, you better rest huh.''

''Then what about Mas, aren't you tired?''

''You are used to it, but you are not. Mas does not want to make you sick because it takes you to continue traveling without rest.''

''Are you sure you don't feel tired?''

''Yes, I am sure. Come on, you rest! because later tonight there will be a papa death ceremony, which surely aunt Liliyana will trouble you down there.''

''Ooh, alright. I'll take a break.''

Kiran also according to Agra's words for her to rest for a while. Assisted Agra to ride the basket and covered with a thick and soft bed cover that smells exactly the same as the perfume that Agra wears.

After making sure Kiran was asleep, Agra immediately went out of the room to the living room where the families were gathering there. And along with Nancy who just got home.

Greeettt...!!!

The sound of a suitcase wheel was clearly grabbing the attention of everyone including Nancy who had just arrived.

''Roger? where are you going?'' asked Faris curiously. But the owner of the name did not say anything.

''Where are you going Roger? why are you wearing my suitcase, so presumptuous!''

''He wants to go anywhere is none of your business!'' cetus Agra was resolutely making everyone flabbergasted in shock.

''Chew, still using the face of an angel apparently, '' sis Agra with her hands folded over her stomach.

Faris was still listening, she felt like something was wrong with the relationship of the child and stepmother.

''Roger!''

''Ready Sir!''

''Show now!''

Roger who got the order immediately to carry it out, he walked towards the television with a wide screen as wide as the ocean, oh no, it's just for example 🤭 friends.

Turn on the screen that instantly rotates a Vidio. The dark first look was no picture of any surprise, and a few seconds later a hospital room sighting Nancy was there.

All are still listening, but not with Nancy who is already restless and afraid. His face was pajas with sweat on his temples, slowly he rewinded his steps when he saw for himself the tape circling a Vidio where he was taking out a glass bottle from his bag.

But when he was about to turn around to leave, two men with large bodies had already stood behind him for some time.

All eyes were on Nancy, staring intently and resentfully at the woman who was still three heads.

After finishing the final video round with a scene of Nancy laughing evilly there, then a talk that says clearly that she gave a liquid poison to Hermawan. Faris stepped straight at him, daaannn....

Plaque!

Faris slapped hard on her smooth cheeks due to the expensive treatment that resulted in the red mark of Faris' palm shape.

''Don't know yourself! you are truly outrageous!'' snapped Faris with emotions that could no longer be dammed so that his breath suddenly felt tight.

Liliyana who was sitting not far from Faris position immediately took Faris sitting and gave her a glass of water. ''Dad, relax. Don't be like this Liliyana said gently to her father-in-law.

And now it's Agra's turn to hold a grudge to walk toward Nancy Dannn...

Plakk!!

The second slap from Agra on the other side of Nancy's face, but this slap was much firmer than Faris's slap so that the corner of Nancy's lips was bleeding.

''Agra! bratty child!'' maki Nancy did not accept it.

''Lacking you ? even that is very suitable for me to mention to you, women do not know themselves!'' cercah Agra's.

Nancy looked at Agra's eyes. As if harboring a deep hatred for the child.

Agra reached into the pocket of her jacket to pull something out from inside and Nancy also noticed Agra's hand gestures.

An exact same glass bottle on Vidio's. With her big hand, Agra firmly blocked both cheeks of Nancy so that the middle-aged woman's lips opened slightly.

In her anger, Agra opened the bottle cap with her right hand and poured the contents into Nancy's mouth, which he tried to spit out but his efforts were in vain because the thick black liquid had already partially entered into his throat.

''Agra! enough boy! enough!'' faris screams but Agra does not get hit because anger is mastering it.

''Agra, boy!! don't kid! he could die!'' shouted Liliyana who had been trying to release Agra's hand from Nancy's jaw.

''That's what I want, he caused Papa to die, Auntie!'' agra snapped unconsciously.

''But this is not the way, you can put him in prison, let the law of the country go.'' Liliyana kept trying to advise Agra but still, the man was still in his stance.

Other family members could not do anything because there Nancy was guilty, and Agra as the son of the man he had killed would be angry and they justified Agra's actions.

And now even Agra has shut Nancy's mouth so that no more liquid comes out. After he feels Nancy has swallowed everything, his hand slips off by itself.

Nancy's breathing was wheezing and just waiting for a moment blood had started to spring from Nancy's nose.

Nancy screamed hysterically, her chest tight and the blood was not just coming out of her nose but out of her ears as well. Nancy was increasingly hysterical that a few moments later Nancy was no longer conscious.

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