Destiny Love Kinara
Single-minded

The highest peak of loving someone is sincerity. Sincerely release him to be happy, even with others (Emak Boss).

"Let's go, Ken."

"Mr ... You don't know how to make the decision yet, madam."

Dika turned her body and looked back at Kinara from the glass.

"Look, Ken. He looks happy. He even smiled. Is it not enough to answer to whom his heart is anchored? Kinara ...." Smiling bitterly. "He never laughs when he's with me."

Dika lifted his head. Hope the puddles in both eyes don't spill. It hurts to see the woman he loves laugh because of another man.

"I lost, Ken. In this battle, I was the one who lost. Since we've lost, let's go home." Dika stared fixedly at Kinara's smiling face.

Keep smiling, Kinara. You will always be in my heart, forever. I will always say your name in my prayers, goodbye. Kinaraku ... Inner Dika.

Dika twisted her body and stepped away from that place. Slowly his body disappeared in the car.

Ken immediately drove his car. Splitting the city streets that began to be crowded. Ken had to move quickly before he encountered a traffic jam. He should be at the office soon. There are important things to take care of.

***

Dika Office.

During the trip to the office, Dika continued to cry. Ken himself often even wiped his tears because he felt the suffering experienced by Dika. He silently watched Dika's trembling body, sitting helplessly in the back seat.

Right now Dika looks like a man without a heart. His facial expression was flat, his eyes were blank, and his path was shaky.

Letting go of the woman he loves is not easy. If only Kinara would accept Dika back. Give him the opportunity to knit again the rope of love that has broken. Perhaps, Kinara would be the happiest woman. Loved with all my heart and soul.

"Everything ready, Ken?"

Ken took a deep breath. "Here you go, sir."

"How long do we need? One week?"

Ken shakes. "Can't, Sir. To take care of all these files, choosing a replacement leader for all branches of the company is no easy feat."

"How long, Ken?" Dika rubbed his face weakly.

"10 days, sir. That's the fastest." Ken lowered. "Are the Young Master sure of this decision?"

Dika smiled thinly. "I'm sure, Ken. I could die standing up if I had to watch their wedding." Dika covered her face with a palm.

"alright. If Young Master is sure." Ken walked forward, putting a stack of files on the table. "There are some documents you need to sign."

"All right." He opened one document after another that he needed to sign.

Suddenly the office door opened hard without a knock. Marta entered with a hunting move. Because of the rush until the noise between the floor and his high heels sounded loud. Mutual.

"What the fuck are you!" Marta immediately walked closer to Dika. He swung his bag aloft preparing to drop a single punch on his son's body. "Outrageous basis!"

"Ah, Miss Boss!" Ken stood in front of Dika. He stretched out his hand to protect Dika from Marta's blow.

“You want to protect her? Acting hero pretentious, huh?” Marta finally hits Ken's arm. The punch wasn't too harsh, Ken was like his son, part of his family.

“Stop, Mah! Ken could die if he keeps getting hit.” Dika's voice from behind Ken's body.

“Now you can open your mouth! Explain to Mamah exactly what happened? Just left a few weeks to Germany you've been acting rashly!” Marta tried to reach Dika's body. However, Ken continued to stand in his way.

Marta has been going to Germany for a few weeks. There were important things she had to take care of, but she always got reports about Dika and Kinara's relationship from her spies, who were none other than Ane's aunt.

“Bu Boss, come here.” Ken asks Marta to follow him. Marta according. "Guild your ears." Martha put her ears close.

“Why should you whisper, just say it straight away.”

“Sstt .. You know Mrs Boss, this morning Young Master was crying. Actually Young Master .. so the story." Ken told me some important things about Dika and Kinra's condition.

"So please. Don't hit Young Master, he has suffered enough.” Ken is still trying to keep Marta away from Dika.

Ken Marta tried to calm herself. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, doing the movement repeatedly while raising his shoulders.

What a pity for my son's fate. Haiiis, karma is really scary, inner Marta.

“Good. Now explain everything to Mamah.” He sat in front of Dika. Stool her legs, tidy up her hair and act graceful again as usual.

This mother and son, why do the two look different, inner Ken.

“Why are you quiet? You're mute.” Knocking table.

“What else should I say, Mah? Everything is clear.”

“You know from where?” Dika glanced towards Ken who was standing.

Ken immediately shook his head accompanied by his two raised fingers. I'm not his spy, so much more or less the meaning of Ken's body movements.

“It doesn't matter from where Mamah knows. Now explain everything to Mamah.”

Dika rubbed his face rough. Actually he did not want to recall his pill story. However, Dik had no other choice. He had to explain everything to Marta, including the handover of Mahendra's family assets to his unborn child. Marta was supportive, but Marta was disappointed about Dika's decision to divorce Kinara and help Agra to unite with Kinara.

“When are you going?” Massaging forehead.

“Ten more days at the earliest, if indeed everything has not been sorted out maybe it can be 20 daily.”

Marta exhales, resigned. “What does Kinara know?”

Dika shakes. “Nobody knows except Mamah and Ken.”

“That's your fate, Nak.” Martha got up from the chair. “Padahan Mamah always berTO’a so that you and Kinara can reunite, well. Maybe this is the reply you should receive for being mean to Kinara.”

A reply? Seems right. Lord, am I reaping my karma? If this is my karma, I accept it, I'm sincere. As long as I can see Kinara happy, Dika's inner.

***

After lecturing his son at length, Marta decided to meet Kinara. Kinara still contains her granddaughter. Even though Kinara was married to Agra, the blood that flowed in his son's body was still the blood of Dika, his only son.

"Sir, do I need to help you with those files?" Glancing at the pile of files that have not been seen.

Dika shakes. "No need, Ken. I'll take care of it. You get out, I want to be alone first."

Ken bowed politely and immediately parted. When Ken opened the door Carissa was already standing in front of the door.

"Oh, Miss." Ken immediately greeted while bowing his body as soon as he saw Carissa.

"Hay, Ken? How are you?" Hands out.

"My news is good, Miss." Welcoming Carissa's hand.

"Why is your attitude still so rigid? Come on, you don't have to bow to me, Ken."

Ken scratched his head while smiling. "It would be impolite to say hello without bowing my body."

"Yes, yasudah. It's up to you." Carissa smile. "When it's inside?"

Ken nodded.

"I want to meet him. Do I need to make an appointment?"

Ken shakes. "No need, Miss." Open door. "Please."

"Thank you, Ken."

As soon as Carissa walked into the room, Ken immediately closed the door.

"Ehem, are you busy?" Already standing in front of the table.

Dika directly raised his head. "Oh, Carissa." Get up from the chair. "When's it coming?" Walk close to Carissa.

"just now. I met Ken outside, and I went straight in. Am I bothering you? You look busy."

Dika smiled. "No. Let's sit down."

Both of them sat in the guest chair.

"What do you need with me?" ask Dika.

"Do you have to have needs first?"

both of them laughed. "Well, aren't you busy taking care of your college move?

Carissa nodded. "really. But there's something I want to say."

"What?"

Seriate....

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