Destiny Love Kinara
Night Chat
That's how the cataclysmic meeting ended. After driving Kinara home, Agra and Allen would work out a plan. Who knows if the engagement was just a charade that both sides agreed upon. Allen also did not want to get engaged and married when Agra's heart still belonged to someone else. At the very least, he preferred to get Agra's heart first.
Their story will be portrayed by God's destiny.
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Kinara woke up from his daydream as soon as he heard Mr. Budi's voice calling his name. The car he was driving pulled over.
“Iya, why Mr Budi?”
Watch the watch. “We magriban where, Mistress?” ask Mr. Budi.
“In front there is no mosque? If we come by first. Mr. Budi hasn't eaten either, has he? We eat first.”
Mr. Budi was seen scratching his head.
“Why, Sir? Mr Budi is not hungry yet or how?”
Boost. “It is not so, Madam. I just want to eat fried cassava made by sister Nyonya.”
Kinara's forehead creased, and then she smiled. “What does Pak Budi know from Ken that Amanda is smart to make fried food?”
Mr. Budi nodded in shame. Actually, whether who's stupid here, Ken's exaggerated story or indeed Amanda's fried food is really delicious.
Kinara laughed a little. “Alright, as long as we arrive before 9 p.m. I don't think Amanda's asleep yet. He always sleeps on time because he has to get up early."
“That, what's really delicious? Is it possible that Ken is pranking me?”
“Mr wrong. Fried made by Amanda is champion.” Kinara gave her thumbs up followed by a wide smile.
Mr. Budi mangosteen, can not wait to taste fried cassava with a calm village atmosphere.
***
After a few meters they finally found the mosque. Kinara and Pak budi stopped by to pray magrib. Being close to God is the best way to calm your feelings. Kinara chose to spill everything in her heart. Not being able to have his loved ones, giving up a loved man with another woman is a life misfortune that he should still be grateful for. Because Kinara believed, if every event always held its own meaning, there was always a blessing in it.
The car drove back through the darkness of the night. After passing the last turn they would arrive at Kinara's parents' house. Mr. Budi smiled happily when he saw the watch in his hand just showed at 8 pm. That means Amanda hasn't slept and she can taste the fried cassava that Ken always prides himself on.
🍃Home parents Kinara🍃
Kinara came down with a dragged step, the burden of life he was experiencing almost made kinara desperate. However, Kinara knew she should not give up. Gentleman followed, walking in the back with Kinara's large suitcase.
His hands shook when he knocked on the weathered door, the wooden door that had some of the paint already twisted.
“Iya, wait a minute!” the call from inside the house was Amanda's voice. Kinara impatiently wanted to see her fluffy smile when the two met.
“Kakak?” Amanda ran to hug Kinara as soon as her door opened.
“Amanda, you?” Kinara stared in amazement at Amanda's appearance. “Since when you ...,” he said disconnected because Amanda shook her head.
“Already, Brother can ask later. All the questions I will answer. Now we go in.” Pulling the arm Kinara.
“Who is Manda?” Mirna came from behind.
“Kak Kinar, Bu.”
“Owalah, when is it coming, Kinara? Kok not to tell, know already come.” Mirna hugged Kinara. Her daughter looked a little full. “Five months' walk well?” Mirna megelus tender belly Kinara. “How much kilo?”
“Five kilos.” Kinara smiled broadly as she raised all five of her hands.
“Alaaaa.” Hand wagging. “New five kilos, that next door neighbor pregnant 4 months already up 10 kilo.”
Kinara opened her mouth in admiration for her mother's mindset. Even though he had only gained five kilos, he already felt fat.
“How are you? Healthy?”
Kinara nodded, her eyes starting to glaze over.
“Loh even cry. Already, sit down.” Guiding Kinara to sit on the chair. “Manda, make warm tea for your sister.”
“Bu, come.” Kinara asked her mother to come closer, then she whispered. Mirna nodded.
“All cassava with fried banana.”
“Iya, Mum.” Amanda disappeared in the kitchen as soon as she got an order from her mother.
While Pak Budi who sat in front of Kinara could only smile in embarrassment. This is all because of it, Ken. Since Ken told me about the fried cassava made by Amanda, the mind of Mr. Budi became imagined how it felt.
“Male or female?” ask Mirna as soon as they've sat in the chair.
Mirna already knew with the condition of Kinara's pregnancy, just did not know the gender of her future grandchildren. He also knows about Kinara who is suing for Dika's divorce. Mirna was convinced, there was a big reason underlying Kinara doing that. Kinara was not an easy child to make decisions without careful thought.
“Male, Bu.”
“Alhamdulillah, I want to have a grandson. But the results of USG is sometimes wrong, it's a neighbor's child in the USG he said pregnant girls, uh pas brojol even boys.”
It won't be wrong, Mom. Because I'm not just doing the USG test, but more than that. I even did a DNA test because Mom's daughter-in-law doubted whose child was in my stomach, just as she doubted when I was holy or not. Even so, I've forgiven him, I did so that Father was calm in nature there, Inner Kinara.
Mirna did not know the slightest bit about the suffering experienced by Kinara, not even knowing Dika's ugliness. And he doesn't need to know, because when Mirna finds out maybe she'll be very angry with her daughter-in-law's behavior.
“You want to stay a long time?” Mirna glanced at the large suitcase that was beside Pak Budi's feet.
Kinara nodded. “Maybe until I give birth. I want to live in the village, Bu.” Kinara. “If I have to sell fried foods, it's better.”
Mirna took a deep breath and nodded.
A little while later amanda had returned with two glasses of warm tea and a plate of fried cassava. After being satisfied to enjoy it, Mr. Budi paid his way home.
Kinara wanted to be alone first, not to be disturbed by anything or anyone, including the existence of Mr. Budi who might be a spy for Dika.
***
Time has shown ten o'clock at night. Amanda had a good sleep, while Kinara and Mirna were still sitting in the living room accompanied by a cup of tea and fried food made by Amanda.
“Bu.”
“Iya, why, Nak?”
Mirna turned her head, as their eyes clashed Mirna immediately nodded her head.
“According to Mom, what is the most important thing for a wife?”
Mirna frowned, why the question seemed to represent her daughter's current state. Mirna took a deep breath before saying, “Price. Both a wife and a woman, what matters to them is self-esteem.”
“Then what is important for a husband?”
“Position. A husband must have a high position, because he must protect, lead, and run the household ark so as not to fall into ruin. The husband as the backbone, and the wife as the broken bones. Both should complement each other.”
“What if a wife's pride is destroyed by her own husband?”
Mirna silence.
“Suami is clothes for his wife, if the husband destroys his wife's self-esteem yes wrong.”
“What husband deserves to be sorry?”
“Pardon not only the duty of a wife or husband, but the duty of everyone. Because holding a grudge is like storing embers in the chest, over time will burn you too.”
“If you've forgiven what to get back together?”
“Pardon the obligation. While back or not will be option.” The back of Kinara's hand.
“Bu, forgive me.” Suddenly Kinara rested at Mirna's feet on her mother's knees.
“Why, Kinar?” The top of Kinara's head.
“I'm divorced from Dika, Mom. I failed to defend my household,” he said in a soft voice.
Mirna took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
“Official?”
“Emmm ...” Kinara nodded.
Mirna was a little surprised. A pregnant wife can file for divorce if the husband breaches several points.
“What is your husband light hand, son?”
Kinara. 'Yes' so wanted Kinara to put out that word in a loud voice. Naumun, failed. He shook his head. “No, He's not a lighthearted husband. Dika never hit me.”
“What is he cheating on?”
“No, Mom. He's a very loyal man."
“Do not give you a living born and inner?”
“Not that, he meets all my needs. Inner born, never hit, never cheat.”
“Then?”
“I ... I just can't stand living one roof with it.”
You think mom is stupid, the religious court will only approve the divorce papers if there's something wrong with your marriage. Are you covering up your husband's disgrace? inner Mirna.
“Mother just needs to know if our decision to split up is due to both of us being wrong. Not just wrong Dika.”
“The survey is out?”
Kinara.
“Loh?”
“I haven't signed yet, Bu.”
“Means you can still refer, right?"
“Eh?" Wiping her tears. "Ru .. refer?”
"Yes refer. Your divorce is officially religious, but not yet state-by-state. Well if Dika says 'Kinara let's refer to' you keep answering 'Ayo Mas'. Finished the thing." Mirna smiled broadly.
"But .. I'm not ...,"
“Don't rush to answer don't want.” Mirna wake. “Your husband never cheats, not light-handed, respect you, maintain your dignity, support inner birth. What's wrong with refer.” Smilingly. “Unless your husband breaks the point I mentioned earlier. Did your husband do any of these?”
Yes, he did all the things I mentioned. Once again the desire to say that sentence he paused.
Kinara preferred to shake with a heavy heart. “No," he said softly.
“Ya means can refer.”
Why am I trapped like this? inner Kinara.
Mirna smiled bitterly. “What pain have you been through all this time, son?” muttered.
***
Time is 23:30 p.m. Kinara and Amanda were already sound asleep in their respective rooms. While Mirna was still awake, her chatter with Kinra some time ago made her unable to close her eyes.
Mirna chose to sleep in the living room, just as her eyes were about to be closed to the sound of knocking behind the door startling her.
"Who's having a midnight guest like this?" his gerrick.
Mirna immediately approached the door, holding a broom in her left hand while her right hand she used to slide the curtains, peeking to see who was coming.
"That's ...,"
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