Destiny Love Kinara
End Everything

The picture of the woman Dika was looking at was an enlarged photo of Kinara. One photo left by Kinara that day he multiplied. Even Dika to make Kinara face painting from the photo. He hung a photo of Kinara in several corners of the room, not least in the master room and workroom.

Currently there is not a single photo of Carissa hanging in the Dika mansion, everything has changed with the beautiful face of his wife.

“Young Master, please think again.” Ken walked over to Dika who was still staring sadly at Kinara's portrait. Ken was worried that the decision that Dika took would make Dika fall into the saddest place filled with feelings of loneliness and regret.

“It's too late, Ken. My time to be with Kinara is up.”

“No word late, Sir. Do you not know if God judges a servant not from his past, but from the present. What's wrong if you're trying to change, you should get a second chance" Ken said emotionally.

“There's nothing wrong with my change, Ken. The only thing wrong is that I too impose my will which is not in harmony with God's will.”

“Since when do you know if your will is not the same as God's will?”

“Since Kinara's been getting hurt by me, seeing the woman I love get hurt is the toughest torture for me, Ken. So I choose to give up if it is happy not with me.”

Ken was speechless, unable to argue anymore with Dika. Ken could only stare at the arrogant man who got a hard upbringing from his parents who was standing helplessly accepting God's destiny.

“Tuan ...,” said Ken disconnected.

“My decision is round, Ken.” Dika took the brown map from Ken's hand. He turned the hook and took out a sheet of paper. Dika grabbed the pen and was ready. However, his guts shrank slightly, until a few seconds later Dika had started signing the sheet of paper complete with his name at the bottom.

Dika sobbed, putting the paper back into the folder with trembling hands and shaky shoulders. “Give this to him.” Dika thrust the map at Ken with his left hand, while his right hand he used to cover his crying face. “Explain to him with details.”

Ken received the map followed by teary eyes, the deep sorrow his master experienced seemed to come into his heart.

“Come with me, Young Master. Didn't Young Master miss Madam so much? Didn't Young Master want to see the face of Madam?” said Ken.

“He would not look at my sinful face, Ken.” Dika laughed a little. “Already, you're the only one leaving. I don't want to make Kinara any harder.”

Ken bowed his face and rubbed the rough corners of his eyes so that his tears would not fall. Ken took a deep breath and said, “Look, what if Young Master was hiding in the car? I wouldn't say if the young master came along. That way Young Master can still see Madam.” Ken tried to offer a final solution. He knew that Dika missed his wife terribly.

Silence for a moment. Then a smile spread on his lips. "alright. At least I can see Kinara even from a distance."

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🍃Home Kinara🍃

"Mrs ...." Ane's aunt's voice almost sank due to the rustling of the wind.

The sky is getting darker. The leaves of the big tree that lined the road in front of his house no longer swayed, but had fallen in the wind.

"Dad, I brought you some warm clothes." Aunt Ane approached Kinara who was reluctant to get out of her seat. He thrust out a scarf and jacket for Kinara to wear.

"It's not necessary, Bi. Maybe I should get in. Looks like it's gonna rain soon." Kinara looked at the sky. The flashes of light up there were getting closer and closer, even occasionally the sound of thunder roar.

What's wrong with me, God? Why does it feel like you still want to linger here. Though I was not waiting for anyone, Inner Kinara.

Kinara got up from the chair and prepared to get inside the house until a luxury car stopped in front of her house. Kinara squinted her eyes, who was visiting in the middle of this kind of weather. Her thought.

The rain began to fall, a speck by a speck that began to fall. Not too heavy, still light.

A man got out of the car. Wearing a distinctive all-black outfit such as a personal assistant, with an umbrella in his right hand and some dossier in his left.

"Ken?" Kinara muttered while frowning his forehead. Yes, that man is Ken.

"Good afternoon, Madam?" greet Ken as soon as he stood in front of Kinara.

"Ah .. good afternoon, Ken," replied Kinara stammering. Kinara was still confused as to why Ken had forced him to come to his house in this weather.

"Am I interrupting, Madam?"

"G ...." Kinara shook her head to recover her consciousness. "No .. of course not. Let's go in, Ken."

If we talk inside, then young master will not be able to see your face, Madam. I'm sorry if I'm so selfish, but help master one last time. I beg you, Inner Ken.

"Outside? In here?" Kinara pointed to the chair on the porch of her house to convince Ken. In the middle of this kind of weather it seems that talking outdoors is not a good idea.

"Yes, Madam." Ken nodded, his eyes looking expectantly. Kinara could see that clearly.

Kinara circulated her eyes, looking at the sedan parked in front of her house.

What am I thinking, Kinara? Can't be Dika's in the car? Just keeping me in the hospital is not. Where could he be here, Inner Kinara.

"You came alone, Ken?" ask Kinara full of probes.

"Yes, I came alone," replied Ken steadily. He has strengthened his heart to lie. If Ken looks nervous, Kinara will get suspicious and Dika's chance to see Kinara's face will fall apart.

"It looks like your car's parked too far, Ken."

"Oh, no, Madam. I think it's fitting, " said Ken.

As you get closer you can see the existence of the master, inner Ken.

Ken has set the right position for parking his car. Not too close is also not too far away, the position is facing directly towards the terrace. It was clear enough for Dika to see Kinara's face.

The black car glass also makes Kinara difficult to penetrate the scenery in the car. But it made it easier for Dika to look out.

"alright. So is there anything important, Ken? You arrive when the weather is like this" asked Kinara, starting a serious conversation.

Ken closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He put the files he was carrying on the table.

"Look, Madam .. I came because ...," Ken said.

Kinara smiled and looked at Ken's face. He tried to find the answer from Ken's eyes. There was nothing else from Ken's eyes, except sadness.

"Emmm ... is there anything serious? You don't look all right, Ken."

"Yes, Madam. I'm not in good shape, telling this to Madam makes my heart sad and hurt." Ken's down inside.

I'm as sad as this. What about the young master? inner Ken.

"It's okay, Ken. You've reached my house, it's not funny if you come back again without saying what you're aiming for." Kinara tried to cheer up. Honestly, deep down he also felt anxious about what Ken was going to say.

Ken closed his eyes for the last time. Take a deep breath and say God's name before opening the map.

"This is the titipin of the Young Master." Ken thrust a piece of paper at Kinara.

"What's this?" Take that paper and read it word for word there. "This ...."

Deg ...!

Kinara covered her mouth with her left hand, while her right hand trembled violently while holding the sheet of paper Dika gave her.

Seriate....

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