Destiny Love Kinan (FINISHED)
08: The Wrong Taste

Kinan chose to leave the house to get some fresh air and let Rey and her papa handle Raihana. Honestly Kinan was also very shocked, it was just fitting that Dude looked like he had no wife. Apparently Dude's wife is sick, Kinan thought.

Kinan's breathing was still panting. Just then suddenly the Dude appeared making him shocked.

"Suster."

"Astaghfirullah." Kinan touched his chest while widening his eyes. "Mas Dude." 

"Susters. Sorry to startle you, huh?" said Dude with the corners of the lips slightly raised though a bit pale.

Kinan. "No. Sorry I came out because earlier ..." break up Kinan is not nice to say he was very surprised by the state of mama Rey.

"Sorry, yes, so make Sister uncomfortable." Dude cut off Kinan's words. "Hana's sick," he added.

"Yes, no. What's Hana's sick, Mas?"

Dude took a long breath. "The doctor said he had an anxiety disorder due to a trauma. It's still bad now. Hana suffers from major depression, so she's drug dependent, I just don't have the heart with Rey" she explained. But then he glanced at Kinan at a glance. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be this open, sorry to make the sisters uncomfortable" she added.

"Trauma?" Kinan. "Because what? Ah, I mean, it's okay, Mom. I also did not have the heart with Rey and mama Rey," replied Kinan.

Dude scratched next to his eyebrows. Doubtful to tell Kinan or not. "Emmm...."

"Ah, sorry Mas. If I want to know, but if you don't want to tell a story, don't force it."

"long story. Hana's been like that ever since she was pregnant with Raihan. Lucky Raihan survived. Even though he had to be born prematurely."

Kinan only listened to the Dude's explanation. "So, Raihan was born prematurely?"

Dude nodded. "Hana's spirit is still not fully healthy again. He often has to exercise control. So that's the story, why I'm so worried about Raihan's situation. That child from childhood was often sick, because he was born prematurely."

Hearing that made Kinan even more unbearable with Raihan. "Good, Mas. I understand a little now. Thanks for telling me a story." Kinan smiled faintly. Even though his mind has many questions. Why would that happen? Why did Mas Dude's wife get traumatized? Isn't her life almost perfect having a husband like Dude Danuarta?

"Of course, Sister is the Sister who looks after Raihan. I told this to the nurse to let the nurse know the condition of my son." Dude returned Kinan's smile. But Kinan again lowered his gaze.

Dude chuckled. "My sister can ask you one thing?"

Kinan raised his face. "Can" he answered.

"Suster why do I always duck every time I look at the nurse? Is it because my face is ugly?" ask Dude spontaneously. Kinan immediately shook his head. Wherever possible, for whatever reason it was impossible for Kinan to think that face was ugly, he was the most handsome man that Kinan had ever seen after his father.

"Astaghfirullah's. No, my mom. Probably, not because of that. I have nothing" replied Kinan nervously. Where the ugly Dude might be, it was clear every one who looked would say the Dude was a handsome guy. Inner Kinan.

Dude chuckles. "Oh. Kirain because I'm ugly, Sister." The man was always relaxed in any case, except when dealing with a woman named Raihana. Dude immediately became upset, and looked very anxious, naturally, Hana was his wife, the monologue Kinan inwardly.

"Oh my goodness, my. We cannot judge a person's physical well-being. Whoever it is," Kinan explained as he glanced at the oriental-faced man.

The man just nodded. "Suster's right. We can't do that, yeah. Sorry, yeah."

The two only occasionally threw one another a glance. Furthermore Kinan looked very nervous, he remembered that this moment that was next to him was someone else's husband. Then there's a heart he has to take care of, he's now a male betrothed named Hamzah.

"Sorry, is there anything I can do for Raihan? My working hours are still there" Kinan said.

"Working hours?" reply Dude back chuckling. He shook his head again.

Kinan was fixated with the man's crisp laughter. Dude, why is he hypnotizing Kinan so much?

"The Sister is too formal. Relax, if the Sister wants to go home, Sister can go home, really."

"Where can that be, my dear." Kinan.

"Seriously. Its nothing. I asked the nurse to be Raihan's nurse because Raihan likes Sister. Now Raihan is with his mother. If Sister wants to go home, let me take her. If the Sister allows."

Kinan. "I can't be taken by you."

"Why?" reply Dude wonder.

"Is the future Sister's husband angry?" ask Dude.

"Bu-not that, but you can't, Mas." Kinan is clumsy.

"Hm.... That, yeah. I don't really understand women like Sister Kinan, but honestly I'm always curious."

"Curious?" ask Kinan.

"It's not closing itself, it's, Mom. It's just taking care of yourself," Kinan answered by keeping his gaze down.

"Hm, right too, men are often a threat. But, I have no ill intentions with the sisters," replied the Dude.

Kinan nodded slowly. "I know, Mas. But I'd better go home by myself."

"I just want to make sure the sisters arrive safely" replied the Dude again, leaving Kinan silent for a moment.

Of course, what Kinan meant was not about Kinan. But this is all about the status of the Dude who has a wife.

"Ah, that.."

Dude scratched his forehead. "But it's okay. I-i understand. Rey said women and men should not go alone. Isn't that right, Sister?"

Kinan's smile expanded sweetly. Dude smiled as well. Kinan shifted his gaze. Why are the two smiling at each other now.

"Yes, Raihan's right. Because it's also better I'm not in the same Mas Dude. Yesterday I wanted to be in between because I thought it was urgent."

"Oh that," nodded the Dude. Somehow Kinan wanted to laugh as he watched the Dude speak.

"I love to see the sister smile." The dude was so free to comment. Though clearly Kinan already has a prospective husband. Ah, that's how Dude, always easily says anything. Unlike Kinan who seems confused when dealing with the Dude.

Kinan rounded his eyes and blushed. Oh, my God, what did he say just now, his mind.

...****...

Today Kinan again felt a strange feeling. Despite knowing that the Dude has a wife. Kinan still had that feeling, the feeling of being angered by a man named Dude Danuarta whom he thought was originally a widower.

"Oh Allah, forgive me my servant" said Kinan as he stroked his chest.

"Ki, aren't you having dinner?" ask Halimah.

"Mothers. Kinan is not yet a laper," loinched Kinan.

"What are you thinking about again? How did you see you daydream so much?"

Kinan shook his head again. "No. Kinan is just a little tired. It was so jammed in the street, "the girl replied she didn't want her mother to think anything.

Halimah sat on the edge of the bed beside her daughter. "Ki. Hamzah's doctor called. She said when are you ready to fit a wedding dress?"

"That's fast, yes, ma'am." Kinan answered him lethargic. "You're not in a hurry, yet,"

"Lohs... What does that mean, Ki? You're the same doctor Hamzah is not dating. Do not delay his approach, fearing that there is a demon passing by, will be tempted," replied his mother.

Kinan breathed a heavy sigh. "Good, Mom. God willing this week Kinan will take a special time for it," he replied who could not refuse his wife's request.

"That's it, dong, honey. You know, the temptation for marriage is hard, Ki."

His mother's words made Kinan aware, maybe what he felt now against the Dude was the temptation of him who wanted to marry Hamzah's doctor.

Kinan should have been more careful. It's too much, especially if the Dude already has a wife. Kinan felt very guilty towards himself, his mother, doctor Hamzah, especially towards God.

"Mom, Kinan's marriage should be accelerated, could it?"

"Well, God, really, Ki?"

"Yes, Mom."

Hopefully this choice of Kinan is right, however Kinan should immediately end the feelings he should not have.

"Can, Honey. Later let me talk to the big family doctor Hamzah. Thank you, Ki. You are the best mother,"

Halimah hugged her daughter. Kinan involuntarily shed tears. He was all his might removing the shadow of the man named Dude Danuarta from his eye sling. He blinked repeatedly, wanting the smile to disappear from his memory. "Astaghfirullah," he murmured softly.

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...sorry if there is a typo. ...

...TBC... ...