Destiny Love Kinara
The Drama Sarong That Doesn't Exist

“Ken, wake up!” Dika shouted in a slightly restrained voice, she threw a pillow at Ken's face. Instead of waking up, Ken actually wriggled around his back to Dika while hugging a bolster pillow. “Ken, I said wake up!” This time a kick landed on Ken's waist.

Got two attacks who can keep their eyes closed. Ken crawled away, blinked his eyes and yawned several times. “Why the hell, Mister?” Turn around with half-opened eyes.

It's still morning, why do you have to take me on a duel like that? I'm really not interested in fighting with you, Young Master, Inner Ken.

“You hear that, Ken? What's that sound?”

“What?” Ken scratched his head, his straight hair completely tangled. Randomly. Probably from a full night of sweat.

“Listen try!” Dika growls strongly. Different from Ken, Dika's eyes opened perfectly. He was awake, sitting on the edge of the bed with a sheath that was not properly attached.

“What?” Ken was still unfocused, his life still not being perfectly collected.

What sound do you mean, sir? Early in the morning it was a storm, inner Ken.

“What-what continues! Open your ears, you budeg!”

For the second time a kick landed on Ken's leg, even this time accompanied by a curse.

Oh my God, what is my fault and sin? Why do I have a boss like this? It's money, but if it's so hard for what? batin Ken curses Dika. Rest assured Ken only dares to curse Dika in the heart. His entire life he would not be able to say that directly.

“What does it sound like, anyway, Mister?” Ken focused his hearing, looking for the sound Dika meant. The sound that made the chickens sleep disturbed.

A few seconds later, Ken knew where the sound was coming from. “Oh, that is the voice of your In-laws, Wives, and Sister-in-law who are struggling in the culinary world.” Ken smiled broadly after he guessed. Should have ended ‘kan? He could continue his sleep, clawing back the bolted pillow that was lying on the floor.

It turns out that Ken was wrong, Dika actually hit his arm. It seemed like what Ken said had no point in Dika's eyes.

“What time do you think it is now?!” He pointed to a round clock hanging on the wall.

Dika's behavior was similar to her being shocked when she first heard the commotion in this house. Luckily Dika did not get up and grabbed the broom that was in the corner of the door, maybe if Dika did so then Ken will get a punch from the handle of the broom.

“Hour half four in the morning, Young Master.” Ken answered lazily.

“Tuh ‘kan. It's only four.” half hour

“Then the problem is where, Young Master?”

“I'm afraid there's a thief, Ken.”

True, Young Master is like a clone of myself who thinks there is a thief, Ken nodded while laughing with satisfaction.

“Trust me, Young Master, it's not a thief. It was really a struggle in the kitchen, it's better we sleep again.” Prepare to pick up a bolster pillow.

“Where is anyone struggling in the culinary world at half-four this morning, Ken*You think I'm stupid?!”

“There, Young Master, there. Really.” Showing two fingers.

“Who?”

“Your Family. Every day your in-laws must wake up at three in the morning because they have to sell breakfast. Before six o'clock in the morning all food should be ready up front. Remember not when first came, Mr see ‘will there be a long table?”

Dika nodded his head.

“Well, it is at the table that your In-laws compose cooked food early in the morning like this.”

Ken's body gradually descended, placing a pillow of bolsters between his legs. Already ‘kan? let's go back to sleep, I'm really still sleepy, inner Ken.

“What Kinara and Amanda also wake up, Ken?”

Oh my God, help me. How many questions does he have? inner Ken.

“Of course, Sir. Madam ‘kan helping her Mother. While Amanda must prepare fried foods to be brought to school.”

May there be no more questions after this, inner Ken.

“Ke school?” Forehead Dika tightly crinkled. “Why?”

It turns out there is still, inner Ken.

“That's because Amanda sells fried foods at her school. Leave some fried foods in the school cafeteria, some are sold alone to his friends.”

Gluey!

When she swallowed her saliva, she heard Ken's story. The story sounds more sad than the story of Romeo and Juliet who ran aground in love affairs. Because the story tells Dika, if he had failed to become a good daughter-in-law, husband, and sister-in-law.

Dika turned his face away, wiping his tears. He got up from the bed, walked past Ken who was sleeping on the floor.

“Where are you going, Mister?”

“Help them, I can't stay in the room while they're in trouble so.”

“No need, Young Master. Don't embarrass yourself Young Master.”

Dika shakes.

“Rule seasoning for example.”

Smell again. During this time ‘kan all his needs are met by servants and maids. Kehalian Dika is only one, holding a pen for cooperation signature and leading the meeting.

“Well, then from that. We recommend that you stay in the room, wait until four o'clock past 0 minutes we can go out to take a shower and go to the mosque, we have to pray at dawn.”

“Must go to mosque?”

“Of course.” Ken waved his hand to bring Dika closer to the ear. “The dawn prayer in the mosque is a direct order from your In-Law. Sir wants in-laws Tuan is proud ‘kan?”

Dika nodded quickly.

Actually that's not true, Ken's just making up free. Dika ‘kan is looking for sympathy from the Kinara family, so what's wrong if used for good.

“Again I am still very sleepy Young Master.” Ken rubbed his eyes, he was too tired. Drive the car and push the car. Not until there, he also had to argue in the middle of the night blind with Dika just because of the endless sarong drama.

Flashback.

After Dika and Ken receive a shirt and holster from Mirna. They went straight into the room. The first sight that was seen by Dika when he first opened the room was a mattress. The size of the mattress is very small, his mattress even has a size four times larger.

There is only one cupboard and a small table on it hanging plugs for fans and carger mobile phones. The lights in the room were like lights designed specifically for newlyweds who would enjoy the first night, dim and shahdu. At least that's what Dika's thinking. He would be very grateful if only Kinara were one room with him, but this was Ken. Not lucky to be lucky.

“We sleep where, Ken?” The question came out as soon as Dika looked around.

“On this mattress, Sir. Where else is.” Ken was already sitting on the bed taking off his suit and shirt.

“We both? Sleeping on that mattress?”

Ken nodded. “Iya, ‘kan there is only one mattress, Mr.”

Where else should I sleep, sir?

“Cabinets.” Dika waved his hand, Ken got up and walked over to Dika. “I don't want to sleep one mattress with you.” He walked to the bed and dropped his body on the bed, spreading both his legs and hands. “This is too narrow, where maybe I share a super small bed with you. That will never happen!”

“Then, where do I sleep?”

“As far as you are. You can sleep there, or there.” Dika pointed at some empty space on the floor. Ken could only swallow his saliva, not believing that he had to deal with Dika's behavior like this. “Or maybe in the car.” Dika laughed satisfied.

The last piece of advice Dika gave Ken a headache. How could he sleep in the car?

Eventually Ken chose to open the closet, looking for anything he could use for his bedding on the floor. Luckily Ken found a thick blanket, at least it could be used. Ken almost fell asleep when Dika called his name.

“Ken.”

“Why else, Young Master?”

Are you a robot, sir? You're not tired, are you? We'd better go to bed and see the Madam tomorrow, get in touch soon so we'll go home to your luxurious mansion. The longer here I am also the one who will bother, inner Ken.

“How to use the sarong?”

Oh my God, I'd better curse me to be a rock. Do I have to teach him how to use a sarong, just fold it right, Ken grumbled in his heart.

Ken wakes up lazily, seeing Dika on his back giving him a headache. A long sigh escaped from his mouth. “You must wake up, Sir. Let me teach, fold and roll.”

After this I will make chanel you tube with the title ‘Tutorial Using Sarung’ maybe there are thousands of Young Masters out there who also can not use sarong.

According to him, he woke up and took off his expensive pants. Sleeping in wet pants is not the best option. If possible, he sleeps with a blanket.

“So first of all this, put the hand here, folded here, folded again, rolled, so.” Ken smiled as the scabbard was perfectly attached to his waist. “How, easy ‘kan?” Ken looked up his head to see the results, he was almost blown away when he saw Dika using a glove that was overflowing. Fortunately, he could still hold back his laughter.

After a few minutes, the glove drama finally ended. Ken taught Dika very carefully.

Off Flashback.

Dika and Ken decided to go back to sleep and would wake up at Ken's direction four past ten.

Seriate......

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Keuwuan Dika who is trying to get Kinara's heart just started, and Ken's sweet attitude when meeting with Amanda.

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Enter the top 10, malem mom up again. So a lot of Vote hunting.