Destiny Love Kinan (FINISHED)
056: Completely Heartbroken

"Why did you suddenly ask to resign, Gus? What salary did I give you less?"

"No, Miss. Not at all. The salary is enough and I thank you" replied Good.

"Why do you want to stop?"

"I'll move Miss."

"Moved? Move to where?"

"To a far away place, I don't know yet where, which is clear I'm going away from Jakarta, and the big cities, maybe I'll live in the countryside," reply Good while grimacing holding a bruise on his face.

"Your face why are you hurt? You fighting?" ask Selina.

Nice smile. "It's a punishment for me, miss. I deserve it."

"Hm, you're so mysterious, Gus. I'm disappointed you had to stop. I plan to learn about religion as you do."

Good is getting grimaced. "I don't deserve to teach Miss Selin. Especially about religion, I'm a lot of sins Miss."

Selina was further confused by the Good speech which more closely resembled that form of confession. "Not every man is sinful. Yes, I don't really understand its essence, but as I know, human sin is innumerable. Not only you, the whole man, must have sinned. Aye, right?"

Good nods. "But my mistakes hurt people, miss. I've ruined someone else's life."

Selina slightly frowned.

"Ah, I'm sorry I even talked too far. The point is I thank you because Miss already wants to accept me as a driver. But sorry I have to stop, I want to say goodbye, Miss."

Selina didn't want Good to stop. But he realized he had no right to forbid.

"alright. It's a severance for you."

Selina gave several hundred thousand bills to Bagus.

"Pesangon? My God, I haven't even worked for a month with Miss Selin. No need Miss. The salary that Miss paid in advance alone was more than enough."

"You worked with me for twenty-five days. Consider it a month. It's money from me, and I hope you don't refuse. You helped me when I was drunk, and it wasn't easy. The point is I'm grateful, thank you." Selina gave the money to Good hands. "Thank you."

"None Miss. Thank you very much." It was good to finally receive the money.

"Yes, I hope you can have a better life."

"Aamiinu. May you always be happy, too."

"Yes, hopefully," Selina replied.

After that time went on as usual. Although somewhat different in taste, because Selina had to immediately find a new driver, it was fortunate that Selina immediately got a replacement. Yes, he decided to settle in Indonesia, after all his parents did not really mind where he lived, as long as he was comfortable and happy in that place.

Selina had indeed lost someone she loved so much. Even until now, but he was not immediately desperate, he was sure no one knew a soul mate other than God. Yeah, correct. Not long ago Selina also began to study various religions, and she began to pursue them, beginning to believe in the existence of the Creator. He realized that the universe could not have created itself without anyone creating it.

Three months on, the wedding of Kinan and Dude is getting more and more intimate. Both work and are busy every Monday. But on the weekends, they spend time together.

"Please get me some cooking oil?"

"May dong dear."

Dude took the cooking oil and gave it to Kinan. Not to forget one kiss was landed on Kinan's cheek during his wife's cooking.

"Service to our chef." Dude smiled again, then hugged Kinan from behind.

"If I can't cook seriously, I don't focus on dong."

"Yes, let it go. If you don't cook it doesn't matter either, we can deliver."

"Do you prefer delivery cuisine over my own?"

"Hey, it's not like that. I just don't want you to be tired, the holidays should be pampered not have to be busy cooking."

Kinan chuckles. "It's fun, especially if you look at Mas greedily eating my cooking, it tastes really delicious."

Dude wrapped her hands around Kinan's waist down the surface of Kinan's stomach, stroked her, then whispered in Kinan's ear.

"Whatever you cook, you do for me, I'll love."

Kinan then turned around, he looked at Dude's eyes for a bit, but still he was unable to hold on for long. Kinan always met, then turned away quickly.

"Why you?" dude asked and stroked Kinan's cheek.

"No, I also don't know, why I can't look you in the eye for long either."

Dude chuckles. "Can't that be? What's in my eyes?"

Kinan also laughed a little. "There may be love."

Dude grew increasingly anxious and kissed Kinan's lips. "There must be love. In your eyes, is there love for me?"

They both stared at each other. "If there's no mana, I might fall asleep every time I look into Mas's eyes."

The kiss continued until they forgot what was in the kitchen.

The present Hana is not the same as the old Hana. Hana who has now metamorphosed into a strong, independent and much more rigid woman. Fortunately, the neighborhood where Hana lived was quite supportive. No one talks about Hana's past, how Hana used to be when she was depressed. Even the neighbors are grateful and happy because Hana can recover like now it is like a miracle.

Again the neighbors invited to their homes were amazed and liked the taste of cakes made by Hana. Until Hana finally contacted Dude, saying she wanted to open her own cake business.

Of course Dude is very supportive, it does not take long, ReyHana Cake and Bakery cake shop is ready to run by him.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam, what kind of cake would you like, sir?"

Because the Hana cake shop is quite crowded, they happen to be open in the vicinity of Malioboro, a place that is crowded with tourists. Hana hires two employees to look after the store, and two other employees to help her in the kitchen.

"I'm looking for the owner of the cake shop, is there?"

"Well, I mean Hana's mother?"

"Yes, right. Can I ask him if I want to see you?"

"Can, Sir. Please sit. But who was this with whose father?"

The employee immediately met Hana who was controlling the kitchen. The kitchen is at the back of the cake shop. Hana must make sure the cake is made all good and ready to be packaged and sold.

The long-hooded woman was never angry once, she was very patient in teaching her employees who still needed guidance.

"Bu Hana, at the store someone wants to meet with Hana's mother."

"Meet me? Who?"

"His name is Mr. Bastian. Said he was BK's teacher Bu Hana's son, Reyhan's deck."

"Sir Bastian?" Hana thought for a bit, remembering the name. Ah, just now Hana remembers, Bastian who once came to a mental hospital visited her with Reyhan.

But what's Bastian looking for Hana?

"Well, I'm going to the store."

"Okay, Miss Hana."

Hana came into the shop through the back door. He saw Bastian looking through his cake window with other buyers. Hana then approached Bastian, but the man was a bit pangling with Hana's appearance. He was a bit dumbfounded watching Hana like a surprised person.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mr Bastian?"

"Wa-Waalaikumsalaamen. Hana Ma'am? Is this really Ms Hana?" bastian asked as if he could not believe the graceful woman in front of him was Hana, Reyhan's mother, his student.

"Yes, I'm Hana, sir. How are you?" asked Hana very kindly.

"God willing, Mother Hana really made me pangling. Thank God I'm good, how is Miss Hana?"

"Thank God, so much better than when Mr. Bastian first saw me." Hana was still with her friendly smile.

They looked at each other for a while, before Hana again lowered her gaze.

"Sorry what need is Mr. Bastian here looking for me? Would you like to order a cake maybe?" ask Hana.

Bastian slightly scratched his forehead, then smiled slightly at Hana. "Actually I just want to see Hana's mother, because a few days ago Reyhan came to my room, he confided in me."

"Oh, huh? Reyhan confided what? About me?" hana asked curious about the curhatan of her son.

"Yes, about Hana's mother. He said he was happy because Ms. Hana was now completely recovered and even had her own cake shop. I was curious, wanted to see if it was true that Bu Hana had her own cake shop? It's true and I'm glad to see it, Mom."

"Please sit down Mr. Bastian. Just talk while you sit down, can I make you a drink?"

"Ah don't, Mom. Just bother later." Bastian rejected it subtly.

"No hassle, I'm even happy that teacher Reyhan wants to visit my store. For a moment. I'll make you a drink first."

"All right, thank you."

Hana went to the kitchen to make a drink. It was then unconsciously that Hana's heart was racing when she saw Bastian. What's the matter? Hana had not felt that kind of feeling for a long time. But Hana hastily dispels that feeling because she knows it she mustn't keep. Who does he deserve to have such feelings? Hana may have changed, but she still can't forget the events of her past, who she is and how dirty she is.

Hana then brought a cup of tea and a piece of chocolate cake to where Bastian was sitting waiting.

"Please drink, sir."

"Thank you, Mom. I'm sorry I've been troublesome," said Bastian.

Hana sat back down. "No hassle. I'm grateful that Mr. Bastian took care of Reyhan as long as I was sick. Reyhan often told me that Mr. Bastian was guarding Reyhan at school, when his friends were bullying him."

"That's my duty as a teacher, ma'am. After all Reyhan is a good boy, he is also devout in worship, smart in teaching, I feel proud to have students like Reyhan, even though I am only a teacher BKnya only."

"Alhamdulillah. I'm also happy because at school now there is a counseling guidance teacher, although Reyhan is still in elementary school, honestly it is very helpful Reyhan who grew up without parental attention. Moreover, Reyhan only has a single parent," Hana said this time she was a bit teary. But, Hana immediately controlled herself, she did not want to show a look of sadness in front of others.

Bastian occasionally looked at Hana, although strong and firm, still Hana's heart must be very fragile. For some reason he always wanted to know what the woman felt, behind his smile, Bastian wanted to be a close friend of Hana. Even though he knew it wasn't easy, being able to talk to each other like now Bastian didn't expect it.

"Please drink, sir. Don't forget to taste this chocolate cake that became the best seller in my cake shop."

"Oh, yeah. Awesome Mother Hana. Must be really good at making cakes. If my teacher tasted it."

Bastian also sipped warm tea made by Hana and tasted a little chocolate cake that was served for him. "Well, this is delicious, Mom."

"Thank God, thank you. Thank goodness it feels right on your tongue."

Seeing Hana smile made Bastian tremble. But, if she gets closer to Hana, she is afraid that Hana is even uncomfortable.

God, I was not aware that I was happy to see that smile. Did I really fall for Hannah? But does he want to accept my feelings?