Destiny Love Kinara
The Fate of Love Kinara

Hearing the sound of the phone falling, Aunt Ane immediately approached the teve room.

"Oh my God, Madam. Wh why? Does your stomach react again?" aunt Ane asked worriedly when she saw Kinara holding the phone with her hands shaking.

"Nature, Bi. Agra ...." Kinara's voice was suppressed.

"What's wrong with Young Master Agra?" aunt Ane panicked. Seeing Kinara cry her wild thoughts Aunt Ane began to wander everywhere.

Aunt Ane immediately reached for Kinara's body to sit on the chair. She immediately ran into the kitchen, a moment later Aunt Ane returned with a glass of warm water.

“Drink first, Mistress. After the new calm Madam tell me everything.” Give a glass of water.

Kinara received the glass, still with trembling hands, just two gulps of nothing more. The rest he chose to put the water on the table, then his hand moved back to look at the mobile phone screen. “See this, Bi,” he said while showing a mobile phone screen showing news of Agra's engagement.

Agra and Allen's faces were clearly plastered there.

“Allahu Akbar.” No less surprised than Kinara, Aunt Ane also shook her head while covering her mouth with a palm. “Maybe this is fake news, Madam.”

“That's impossible, Bi. Agra is the son of the campus owner. No one dares to play around with him about fake news, this is definitely genuine news.” Kinara cried bitterly at the news. “Against the fate of my love, Bi.” Covering his face with his palm. “Married to the man who hates me, he tormented my inner birth. After I tried to rise up and believe that my love fate was not that bad, it turned out that God said another.”

Aunt Ane looked fixedly at her young mistress, Kinara's shoulders shaking. Obviously Kinara was crying, but was trying to hide it from Aunt Ane. Doubtful, but Ane's aunt tries to grab Kinara's shoulder and pulls her in an embrace followed by elusan on Kinara's back.

Kinara's cry broke even more after receiving a hug from Ane's aunt, as if she was being hugged by her mother far away. His hands were squeezing each other. A moment later he let go of Aunt Ane's embrace and grabbed the phone.

He's looking for Agra's name. Some text messages have been sent to the man who has stolen his heart. However, after a few minutes passed and there was no reply, Kinara tried to contact Agra.

Nil, though connected, but no answer from across there. Kinara did not give up, she made a re-call. And the result is even more painful, Agra mobile phone is not active.

Kinara was stunned, in his view again Agra's face was plastered on the front of the news. Her heart aches, just now she believes that Agra can take her out of her unfortunate love story. However, what was now happening was as bad as the loveless marriage she had with Dika. What is the point of loving, but not having. Even worse, the man she loves belongs to another woman.

What do you want, Lord? Isn't this too cruel for me? Why does my life's ordeal overlap like this? inner Kinara.

When it was at its lowest point suddenly a knock was heard from behind the door. Kinara immediately rushed over, approached the door and wished for the figure of Agra who was behind the door. His mouth continues to whine do’a, may God still give him a chance to be happy. However, that hope disappeared once the door opened.

“You?” A disappointed welcome Kinara directly seen Dika. “When are you here?” asked Kinara with wet eyes. The sadness was clearly visible on his face.

Dika was stunned, staring fixedly at Kinara's face. How painful it is to see the woman he loves crying over another man.

Is this how you feel when I ignore you and attach more importance to Carissa? What's it like to get this sick, Kinara? inner Dika.

🍃Flashback on🍃

Two hours earlier.

Agra's house after Allen and his mother came home.

“I don't want to, Mah!” agra's screams echoed in the room followed by a buzz at the table. He got up and moved away.

From the opposite direction. Roy Grissham, the father of Agra Grissham. In throwing the briefcase over the sofa, he loosened the tie around his neck.

“Basic brat!”

A slap fell on Agra's cheek, the middle-aged man in a black suit was starting to get impatient. He grabbed Agra's collar.

“You don't want to keep you engaged to Allen.” Roy's orders are like lightning strikes in broad daylight.

“I don't care! You should stay engaged to Allen.”

“I don't want to be a tool for your ambition, Pah! I am not something that can be bought. If you want to work with the Caitlin family why not just Papah who married Allen.” Agra smiled sarcastically under the firm grip of her father's hand.

“You really disappointed me, Agra!”

Buug ...!

This time a blow fell on the other cheek. Because of the strong blow that was cast Roy, Agra to fall, fell on the ceramic. Fresh blood dripped from the corner of his lips, rubbing them rough from his father's punch marks.

Agra chuckled, he woke up limped. Focus on both of his palms. “Hit me, Pah. Hit as happy as Papah!” Agra patted her cheek. “I'd rather die than have a fiancee with Allen.”

“What's the lack, Allen?”

“Nothing! I just don't love him.”

“You think love can make you full, huh?!” roy's voice is rising.

Susi who saw the husband and son debate can only massage her temples. The two men were both stubborn and hard to tame.

“At least love can make me happy, I don't want to live one-stop with a woman I don't love, Pah,” Agra said with a gasp of breath.

“This kid is really!” Roy grabbed a vase of flowers that were nearby and held it up high.

Instead of dodging, Agra stood up steadily with a look without fear.

“Enough, Pah. Enough!” Lusi stood right in front of Agra while stretching out his hands. If it is not stopped, it does not rule out the possibility of the flower vase ending in Agra's head. “He's our son, Pah. Only child, please don't be provoked by emotions. Mamah will persuade him.”

“Arrgghh ...!" Roy slammed the vase on the floor.

“You all right, Honey?” Lusi stroked the face of his only son. Her tears flowed profusely looking at the blood flowing from the tip of Agra's lips.

“Why do you have to go against your Papah command?” Susi pulled her son into a hug, both of them sobbing.

Roy was sitting on the couch lighting a cigarette. “Basic kids don't know themselves!” gerutu in the middle of busy smoking cigarettes.

“Do not listen,” whispered Lusi, “Your father is stubborn, you must be patient with him. Now you're in the room, yeah.” Lusi gently stroked Agra's cheeks and tidied up her son's messy hairdo. “Log.” Nodding head lusi expectantly.

“Don't expect me to soften your tears!” roy said he was still sitting down. “Who is that woman. I heard his name, Kinara ..”, Roy said while pecking at cigarette butts.

Agra gasped at the name of Kinara coming out from the mouth of his dictatorial Papa. Since when did Roy investigate about himself and Kinara? It had been the extent of the action Roy had taken to separate him and Kinara. So many questions flashed through Agra's mind.

Roy will have no qualms about getting rid of anyone who gets in his way, including Kinara.

Seriate....

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