Destiny Love Kinara
The Village Girl
Time showed at four o'clock in the afternoon, a luxury car honking many times. Before long two men ran to open the gate, then lowered their bodies while saluting the owner of the car.
The waiters lined up neatly, not least Ken who was driven to run to open the car door.
“Welcome Mr. Dika.”
Welcoming the return of Dika Mahendra is one of the rules imposed in this mansion.
Dika just nodded his head, no expression whatsoever. His cold face really looked scary.
Dika watched all the servants who were standing up and lined up neatly.
He's not around, where's the village girl? inner Dika
An angry feeling suddenly burst into Dika's chest when she found that Kinar was not among the people standing up to welcome him. Though it is clearly stated in the point of regulation if the Kinar must welcome his arrival while the Kinar is at home.
Dika handed over the briefcase, then opened the suit that was immediately received courteously by one of the maids, he started his steps into the enormous Mansion. Opening the tie that had been attached to his neck, throwing it away. Take off two to three buttons of the gray shirt, unbutton the sleeve of the shirt and roll it up to the elbow. He spurred his pace, swinging his legs quickly as if impatient to get to the destination. While Ken is still trailing from behind, although with a considerable distance.
Dika was still swinging his steps until he arrived at the end of the mansion.
Brakkkk....!!
Dika broke through the door of Kinar's room, inserted part of his body and looked around. Nothing, Dika found nothing there except a mattress, a closet, a nightstand and a study table. There was no sign of life in the room.
“Keeeen!” Dika shouted, his voice echoing inside the small room.
Ken who was not far from Dika immediately rushed to his Master. “Iya Mr.”
“Where is Kinar? Has he not read the rules of this mansion, how dare he ignore the rules I made.” Dika raised the volume of his voice a few octaves lower than the previous shout.
“That, earlier Madam was enjoying the fresh air in the back garden. Maybe Madam overslept, sir. Let me check.” has not had time for Ken to swing his steps, Dika has already cast a sharp gaze.
“Me,” Dika back swinging his steps, speeding towards the back garden. “Come with me a bottle of water.”
Ken just nodded, in his mind a bad thought raged. He only prayed that Dika would not do anything bad to Kinar.
Dika continued to swing his legs, impatient to get to the back garden soon. Arriving in front of the connecting door between the mansion and the back garden, Dika pushed the door rough.stepping furiously through the cei after centi grassy ground. His eyes continued to wander around, watching closely. After long enough to rotate his eyes, Dika found Kinar sitting near the fish pond.
Do you think this is a tourist spot. Dika grumbled
Not long after Ken had returned with a bottle of water in his hand, Dika grabbed the bottle roughly.
Dika looked at Kinar who was sleeping with a hateful gaze, the tough woman that her father was proud of was only this.
What a tough woman, we'll see how tough she is.
Dika unscrewed the bottle and slowly poured water over Kinar's head, wetting his head through the face of Kinar and through his clothes.
The rain? Inner Kinar.
Slowly Kinar opened his eyes, how surprised Kinar when he found Dika was already standing in front of him with a red face. In his hand was an empty water bottle.
Kinar tiptoed, getting up from his seat. His entire face was soaked, not least with his clothes that were splashed with water. Kinar rolled his eyes, seeing if the grass around him was also drenched in rainwater. Dry, there was not a drop of water there. Except at the bottom where Kinar stands.
Kinar was silent for a moment, his chest hurt. Had there been a passage of time, he would have come to his mother's house. Knocking on the door of the house and scattering into her mother's body, so that the cold feeling that permeated her body could be lost due to the warmth of Mirna's embrace.
Kinar bit his lips, clenched his hands. He remembered very well the rules imposed in this Mansion, Kinar had to welcome the arrival of Dika and prepare all his needs. But this stupid himself was actually stranded in the back garden, washed away by the beauty of the lotus flower that bloomed to make him sleep.
Kinar took a breath, heavy. He held his hands together on his stomach and lowered his head. From his lips that started to freeze because of the cold air made his body that was splashed with water like numbness.
“Ma-ma-forgive me Sir, I do not welcome your arrival.” Kinar said it with quivering lips, rubbing his hands together hoping that the coldness running through his body would soon disappear.
“Other times there's no such thing as this anymore, okay?! If you're home, you should welcome me. If you're not home, it's up to you. I'm not forcing!!” Dika snapped at Kinar, his voice screeching like lightning striking whatever he saw.
Kinar nodded his head. “Good sir, I make sure this is the first and last time.”
Kinar walked back two steps. Trying to get away from Dika. “I'll prepare warm water for you Mr.” Kinar bent his body and turned around, stepping away from Dika who was still sculpting while holding an empty bottle. Either because I regretted throwing a bottle of water to Kinar or because I was not satisfied with cursing Kinar.
“Ken, show Mr.'s room. I'll prepare warm water for you. He must be tired from a long day of work and may want to soak in warm water.” Kinar walked past Ken without looking at him in the least.
“Mistress, you should change clothes first. I'm afraid Madam will be sick” Ken reminded, she tailed from behind following Kinar.
“Isn't it better Ken, it's better to just die. No need to hurt.” Kinar raved in the midst of his despair.
“Mistress, remember if Madam still has a mother and a sister who will be worried if something happens to madam.” Ken tried to persuade, hoping that Kinar would listen.
“Hahahaha..” Kinar chuckled, I don't know what was funny until he could laugh.
“Where is the Mr room?”
“Oh.” Ken came out of his daydream. “Let's follow me Mistress.” Ken returned to lead the way followed by Kinar.
The two climbed one by one stairs, a place where Kinar was fascinated by Dika's good looks.
It turns out that sometimes humans are more cruel than demons. Dika is the most obvious example. Inner Kinar.
Gontai, he keeps climbing the stairs. The face that was a few minutes ago soaked was already drying up from being swept away by the wind.
“Please Mistress, Master's bathroom is on the left.” Ken opened the door and invited Kinar to enter.
“You're not in Ken?” Ask Kinar.
“Sorry Madam, this is one of the Mr's private places that no one including me should enter.” Ken explained politely.
“What about me? If Dika, I mean if Mr. Dika is angry because I went into his room how?” Kinar was afraid, Dika was not his opponent. Kinar really did not want to deal with that one human.
“That, Mr. has allowed Madam to go in and into his room to prepare all the needs of Mr.” Again, Ken explained.
“Oh, okay. Thank you Ken.” Kinar smiled bitterly. Immediately he held the door handle, pushed it slowly and disappeared behind the bedroom door.
Haaa.. Kinar let out a long breath. His breathing really sounded heavy, like he was carrying a very heavy burden of life. His eyes went around looking for the bathroom, he did not want to pay attention to Dika's room. Whatever was in Dika's room, he really didn't care. Dika's room is bigger many times than his camp.
Kinar smiled with relief as his eyes caught the bathroom room in the left corner, as Ken had already explained. Kinar walked quickly, went inside the bathroom. Fill the water into the bath, regulating the warmth of the temperature. After feeling enough, he quickly got up and left Dika's room.
Kinar returned down the stairs, passed through several rooms and returned to the back garden with a little running.
His eyes went around, he found Dika standing in front of the fish pond.
“Master, the warm water is ready.” Kinar reported back to Dika's body. No words of thanks, no words came out of Dika's mouth. He just passed through Kinar, while Kinar tailed from behind. Both are quite far away.
After arriving in front of Kinar's room, Dika stopped. “Follow me!” Dika ruled, as if Dika knew if Kinar wanted to escape immediately, went inside his room like a frightened snail and hid behind his shell.
“Good Mr.” Kinar bent.
Dika again spurred his pace, still the same as followed by Kinar behind him. The two again ascended the stairs, arriving at the door of the room Dika pressed the door handle and pushed the door. Half open, he twisted his body slightly. “You stay standing at the door, don't leave until I'm done cleaning my body. If I call your name, come as soon as possible.” He pushed back the door and disappeared. While Kinar was just bowed, enduring the pain of feeling unappreciated.
This is what my heart ached like, the pain of the village girl who tried to climb onto the expensive rug. Haven't had time to grab the rug, I've fallen down. Crushed....
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