Destiny Love Kinan (FINISHED)
020: Butterfly

They were in Jogja not long, only about three days and Dude had to return to Jakarta because of the many waiting jobs. In addition to being smart, Dude is also hardworking, because it's a legacy of his parents he developed after he graduated from high school in America.

Only the fate of his sister had made him drop. As long as Hana is pregnant with Rey, Dude tries to be Hana's sedative, even until Hana's child is born, Dude is like a father to Rey until she has no time to approach women and get married.

Rey releases Dude's departure back to Jakarta with Kinan. Not to forget the godly boy gave the message that Kinan was patient when he woke up the Dude of dawn prayers. Dude often does not want to wake up even until Rey squinted the water used to just wake up. Kinan chuckled, remembering himself the same, he also woke up at dawn prayers often reminded his mother.

They boarded a plane to Jakarta. Kinan felt a bit sleepy because he understood, in Jogja he was sleep deprived, because he had to sleep in one room with the Dude. Kinan who tried to get used to it, still felt nervous and often did not sleep because of it.

Dude was busy with his smartphone, scrolling through the screen occasionally receiving calls while at the airport. The plane was about to depart, Dude and Kinan were already sitting in their respective seats.

Kinan raised his hand, the Dude glanced at the sight of Kinan praying. Suddenly he poked Kinan's hand until the woman was a bit shrill in shock. "What's up, Mom?"

"Praying on the way there?" tanya Dude made Kinan laugh softly.

"There, Mas. Want to pray together?"

Dude grinned while scratching his forehead. "Hm, I don't know his prayer, Ki."

"Oh, can I tell you?"

"Can. Try to read it first, I follow," nodding the enthusiastic Dude.

"OK," Kinan replied in agreement.

Kinan looked back.

"Bismillah Majreeha...."

"Bismillah Majreeha.." said the Dude following Kinan's reading.

"Mursahaa ...."

"Mursahaa ...."

"Inna Robbi, laghafuur rahiim...."

"Inna Robbi, laghafuur rahiim...."

"Aamiyin."

"Aamiin's." Dude rubbed his face as Kinan finished teaching him prayers while on the plane.

"Thank you, you have taught me" said Dude, pleased.

"Yes, Mas. It can be memorized, Mom. It was a short version, there was actually a longer version," Kinan replied with a smile.

"Wow, I was weak in memorization, it was the same time as Rey surat al sincere aja long enough, the reading is also still so, deh. You heard it yourself when I prayed at dawn, sorry, Kinan."

Kinan then chuckled softly while closing his mouth. "It's okay, Mom. We both learn. Kinan also hasn't studied for long, anyway, still needs guidance."

"Alhamdulillah. Thank you for accepting my shortcomings, yes, Ki."

Dude touched Kinan's palm for the first time, then both of Kinan's eyes reflexively rounded.

"Sorry, just want to know what it's like to hold your hand" said Dude innocently.

Kinan almost fainted, he was nervous to the point of being dumb like a fool. His cheeks were red because of his embarrassment, only the first time there was a man who held his hand like that. He took a deep breath, but the fresh air was not enough to calm his heart now.

"Hm, hope you don't mind me holding your hand, huh?"

Kinan's heart was beating very fast, he saw clearly the Dude's hand clasping his hand tightly and occasionally stroking it.

"Dude then put Kinan's hand into the pocket in his coat. Kinan was pounding more, but Dude did not want to let go of his hand, instead was smiling, it might be funny to see Kinan who was still dumbly alone.

Kinan touched his chest with his next hand, and then Dude's hand touched his face, letting Kinan's head lean against his shoulder.

'Oh Allah, my heart.' Kinan closed his eyes, then there was the sound of Dude whispering softly in his ear. "Sleep if you sleep,"

Kinan's feelings are getting less and less upset. "Yes, Mom."

Again Dude raised the corner of his lips, making Kinan not only misbehaved but sculpted for a moment.

...***...

After the plane landed at Jakarta airport. Kinan was taken by the Dude to the car that had picked him up. Yeah, Dude doesn't seem to want to take that hand off Kinan.

The pink tinge on Kinan's cheeks chime with a faint smile that did not fade away, seeing Dude's relaxed expression but silently stroking the back of his hand.

Shortly after they sat in the back of the car. Kinan's mobile phone vibrated bringing up one new message that came in.

The number is nameless, meaning a new number that I haven't saved.

081xxxx : Assalamu'alaikum, China. Can we meet? I beg you, Kinan by Allah forgive me my guilt for you, Ki. Please, reply to this message, don't block it again, Ki. We haven't spoken to each other yet I want to apologize.

Kinan stared clearly at the message, spelling out in his heart word for word that was sent to him. Men do not know themselves who are still trying to contact him when he really does not want to deal anymore.

"What's up, Ki?" tanya Dude saw the look on Kinan's face that turned grim with slightly raised eyebrows and a shriveled forehead.

"This, Mas, there's a message from the person Kinan hates the most." Kinan answered him rather sharply remembering the actions of a man named Hamzah who was unforgivable to him.

"Can I see?" pinta Dude's.

Kinan handed his phone to the Dude. Then Dude pressed the call on that number after he had read the contents of his message.

Hallo-o.

I'm the husband of Kinan Adelia, the woman you still bother.

What do you think? Don't bother him anymore, your actions are very immoral.

Who me? I told you I'm Kinan Adelia's husband, I'm Dude Danuarta.

When the Dude said his name, it sounded like a surprised tone from Hamzah.

Yes, I'm Dude Danuarta Kinan Adelia's husband. From now on don't bother my wife or you deal with me.

The call was turned off by the Dude. Kinan looked at her husband's furious face with hardened jaws as well as words of emphasis. Dude handed Kinan's phone and smiled back at the woman next to him.

"If he's still bothering you, you can tell me, and I'll make sure he deals with the police" Dude said.

"Thank you, Mum." Kinan had been upset to receive a message from Hamzah, but somehow now he flowered. Of course not because of the message from Hamzah, but because of the message from Hamzah, the Dude defended him, and it was very—romantis for Kinan.

Now, it was as if the flapping of butterfly wings filled his stomach, with an arch on Kinan's lips that did not fade. Dude turned his head and again grabbed Kinan's fingers slowly making Kinan groggy not exhausted by it.

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...Ciye cinan 😋...

...who wrote so salting woy 🦋🦋🦋...

...btw hamzah until when do you bother Kinan? 🙃...