Destiny Love Kinara
Kinara's Suspicion

“Let me buy it, Young Master.” Ken prepares to get out of the car until Dika stops him. He said he himself would stand in line and buy porridge for his ex-wife.

This is my wife's request, Ken. Why should you bother buying it! Just watch out if you have feelings for my shine, Dika's mind.

“Typically what kind of porridge does Kinara like?” Dika made sure again before getting out of the car and joined the fight, waiting in line for the chicken porridge craving Kinara.

“Mrs is not a voter, Mr.”

Yeah, I know that. I ‘kan her husband, do not be pretentious deh! dika was upset.

“Normally Madam buy porridge without nuts and chives. Madam doesn't like those two types of food" Ken added.

“Good.”

Open car, Dika got off in a very official three-piece suit. His neck wrapped in ties, shiny shoes, a heavily-domed hairdo, and handsome face clearly captured the attention of the average patrons of the barbeque. They

simultaneously looking and amazed to see the beautiful scenery in front of them. Actually they often meet men in suits, besides the pan credit and tupperware also wear suits. However, the aura that Dika gave off was clearly different.

It's market! The market! Why do super handsome men come to the market? He should have been in a fancy restaurant with a menu worth hundreds of thousands in his hands. That's what some mothers think.

However, Kinara was the most important reason in his life. A Young Master who has everything is willing to go down to the market to fulfill the wishes of his ex-wife.

Only 5 minutes in line. He was back in the car, sitting sweetly holding three boxes of porridge with a smile on his face.

“Ago fast, Young Master?” ask Ken while turning the car on.

The car has already driven towards Kinara's house.

“You're not as smart as I am.” Dika kept smiling.

Ken gulped and felt angry, why not just say you're stupid? Why do we need to write the same sentence?

“If it's you, surely at this time still in line,” he said proud with a super annoying face.

Ken smiled forcedly. Right, if it's me maybe I should wait until three hours to get the porridge, inner Ken.

“I'm good at using my brain.”

Of course, you are indeed a clever Young Master. I even forgot where I last put my brain. Maybe you missed in the market earlier, Ken's mind is getting upset. Since when did Dika become this thick?

“You should have learned a lot from me, Ken.” His smile is getting wider.

“True, Sir. There are so many things I need to learn from you.” Ken smiled wryly.

Just so you're happy, I'll flatter you to the top of the Himalayas. Next time I won't ask. I asked one question and he did not even answer my question, but instead underestimated me three times, Inner Ken.

“You are not curious how I can get this porridge in the shortest time?” Dika asked with a big smile and a high level of confidence.

I remembered my Elementary School lesson, in the shortest amount of time, Ken's inner self laughed amusedly.

“Of course I'm curious, Young Master. With my brain only in this line I can't guess what magical thing Young Master did to those mothers.”

Let it be, let him be happy. I'm not curious though. I don't care if this moment looks like a sycophant, inner Ken.

“I paid the people who were waiting in line," he said proudly.

Ken gawked, while remaining focused on driving. Wait, what does it mean to pay? Giving such bribes? And he's proud? inner Ken.

“Iya, I pay a hundred thousand per person so that I can be served first," he said. With jumawa's face.

Ken smiled wryly, quickly he set his face in amazement from his longer business.

Can I do that with money, sir? Where is the smart one? inner Ken.

“Iya, right, Sir. If it was me, I wouldn't have thought of doing it. My mind won't go that far."

Are you satisfied? inner Ken.

Without feeling the car had stopped in front of Kinara's house.

Ken got out of the car while carrying three boxes of chicken porridge. Currently Kinara is enjoying apples that have been cut into pieces.

“Loh, Ken?” Kinara got up from the chair. “Why are you here? Is there anything left?"

Ken was already standing in front of Kinara. “Nothing, Mistress. I happened to pass by a road near that market, and I bought my favorite porridge, Mrs.” Ken thrust the porridge.

“Eh, slurry?”

Why a coincidence, I really want to porridge. After all the direction of the office and the direction of the house Dika is not the same as the direction of the market, Inner Kinara.

“Today I have a meeting in another company, Madam. So through that road,” Ken immediately dismissed Kinara's doubts.

“Oh .. thank you, Ken. I really want to eat porridge."

And succeeding, Kinara took the porridge for granted without knowing exactly who it came from.

Dika who is in the car is certainly very happy when his efforts bribe mothers bear sweet fruit. He looked at Kinara's expression from behind the windshield.

“What are you waiting for? I've received the porridge." Kinara smiled.

“Anu ..”.

I'm waiting for you to eat the porridge, madam. Because your ex-husband is hiding in that car, has given me a warning that you should eat this porridge immediately, Ken.

“If you don't mind, I'd like to see you eat his porridge, Mistress.” Ken bowed his head, feeling bad.

Kinara chuckled as she placed the porridge on the table.

Lucky Madam just smiled, Ken. If it was another woman, maybe you'd be slapped or pelted with sandals for being presumptuous, Ken's inner.

“That, Madam knows 'right if Kang porridge is anthrenya not playing?”

Kinara.

Just die, Ken!

“That, I just want to make sure Madam eats it. So ...”

Ken looked at the words.

“You don't want me to waste your sacrifice while waiting in line to get this porridge?” Kinara spoke directly to the core. "Is that?"

Right, that's right, ma'am. Inner Ken.

Ken just nodded followed by a faint smile.

Is your dad coming this time, son? inward Kinara, she stroked her stomach while watching the car parked in front of her house. It was right on the terrace where he was sitting.

Kinara had been suspicious ever since Ken brought the divorce papers in the rain, but insisted on speaking on the porch. Something must be wrong, though,

and other coincidences too. Must be one of his servants working together. As of this moment, he wanted to porridge and suddenly Ken was standing in front of him with three boxes of porridge. If it was a coincidence, it was obviously an absurd coincidence.

“Good. I'll eat if you want to sit next to me, Ken.” Kinara opened a box of porridge. Ken didn't ask much. He was already sitting next to Kinara, in the chair next to him.

“Can I ask you something, Ken?” tanya Kinara interrupted the activity of eating porridge.

Ken nodded.

“Why do you always bring that car to my house?”

Ken seemed to think. Where is Kinara's question.

“What is the car in custom design? I can't see into his car.”

Ken remained calm, not showing any suspicious signs.

“Iya, Mistress. That's Young Master's favorite car. it's safer he said.” Ken answered all that. “Alright, because the Madam has eaten her porridge, so I say good-bye.” Ken got up from the chair.

Why are you in such a hurry, Ken? Is my guess right? He was in the car, but why not just get out? What's so good about keeping a quiet eye? I have to prove my suspicions, Inner Kinara.

Seriate.....