Destiny Love Kinara
A Third Night's Mat
Dika awakens when the alarm vibrations from posel tease his arm. Apparently the rectangular thin object he had placed next to his head before sleeping was sliding freely until it overcame his body.
After separating from Kinara, Dika was indeed unable to get far from her phone. In Hp that Kinara's face was on display, Dika could only close his eyes after looking at the face of his ex-wife.
He squirms, grabs the HP and sees what time it is. As per Ken's orders, it's four o'clock past ten in the morning. The commotion in the kitchen still sounded very clear. Occasionally, the sound of plates clashing with each other, sometimes there is a sound of laughter on the sidelines of the chatter
not clear. However, what made Dika unable to stand was the aroma of cooking that burst into his nostrils. Until the aroma was responded by his stomach which had signaled he wanted to eat immediately. “Fried banana,” murmur while feeling the surface of the stomach.
Several times Dika called Ken's name, but the one called was still cool with his subconscious. “Ken!” this time Dika gave a little growl in his voice. Ken did not respond, however. He even twisted his body so that he turned his back on Dika.
“You're asleep or suspended, anyway?” Dika hit Ken's shoulder with a bolster pillow. Ken jumped in surprise, he got up straight away.
“Ah, why else would Young Master?” Shrugging shoulder.
“See, what time is it.” Designating wall clock. Ken looked lazily. The time has shown at 04.13 WIB. It's been three minutes since Dika tried to wake Ken up.
“I thought you were dead, I almost ran to the mosque and made an announcement about your news.”
“Astaghfirullah.” Ken's massaging his chest.
“If you die here, I won't bother bringing your body to your faraway village.”
“Then, where will you take my body?”
“Over there ‘kan no river. Just throw it away, later also be crocodile food.”
Ken stared in disbelief at Dika. The look in Ken's eyes seemed to depict a deep feeling of sadness. Ken turned his body and tapped on the nightstand with his finger while talking “Amit-amit .. amit-amit.”
My God, it's unfortunate that my fate could have a master who has no heart, Ken's mind.
“Come we out.”
“Master, I'm still sleepy. Sleep five minutes, yeah?” Ken whines like a lazy kid waking up for school. However, last night his sleep was not sound, like a chicken that intermittently woke up. It was all because Dika was unwilling to split the fan with Ken. Ken got to bathed in sweat because of the sultry.
You control everything, the mattress, the fan, and the blanket. Ken grumbled in his heart.
“Don't five minutes, one hour doesn't matter. Sleep.”
Ken scrunched his forehead. If it had never been so good before, something must have gone wrong.
“Let me go out, then I tell Amanda that you're still sleeping and having good dreams. After that we see how Amanda rates lazy men like you.”
Ken walked over to Dika. He put his hands together and pleaded. “Suddenly my sleepiness just disappeared, Young Master. Hahaha ... let's go out, shower and get ready for the mosque.”
“Cih, basic. Are you that way with Amanda?”
Ken shook his head, but the look in his eyes said different things. “I don't like Amanda.”
“You think I'm stupid?! Then why are you that scared if Amanda thinks badly of you?”
“That's because ... as a man who has a good image, I have to maintain that, right?”
What kind of answer is that? Ken even nodded to himself.
Smiling at the sarcasm. “Do Amanda know about your feelings? Or maybe this one-sided love?”
Ken's silent. He also does not know for sure whether he really fell in love with Amanda or just a mere feeling of admiration. Moreover, it seemed that Amanda was not interested in him. He's too small, it seems Amanda doesn't want to know love affairs.
“Aih, you don't even know if she has feelings too or not? Never mind, let's go out.”
Ken nodded.
Just now Dika and Ken were about to come out, Dika's hand was even above the doorknob. He paused because Kinara's voice sounded screaming.
“Mandaaaa, are you in the ascetic toilet or what? Long time!" That's Kinara's voice. He screamed from behind the bathroom door.
“A minute, Brother. Again this responsibility, all bath.” And that's Amanda's voice.
“From earlier said it intermittently continue, but it has been 0 minutes you are inside, got varicose veins just know the taste.”
“What do you want, anyway?”
Dika instantly covered Ken's ears with both palms. Don't let Ken hear of Kinara's personal affairs, only he's entitled. It was just his. Ken seemed to pursed his lips, he also wanted to know what Amanda was doing inside the toilet. The minds of these two people really need to be cleared.
You are truly a possessive selfish human being, Young Master, Inner Ken.
Mirna's house is not too big, even small when compared to the living room in Dika's mansion. In the house there is only one bathroom, meaning if you want to take a shower you have to alternate.
Incidentally the guest room that is occupied and the kitchen connected to the bathroom is not too far away. So when Kinara and Amanda yelled at each other, Dika could hear it clearly.
After no more noise, Dika and Ken decided to come out. As soon as he exited the door, Ken immediately passed Amanda who was still wearing long pajamas with a veil of incline instans not clear.
Ken's chest rippled, he did not blink, even subconsciously opening his mouth due to a feeling of awe. Since when did Amanda go headscarf? Why does she look so beautiful? Ah, it feels like Ken wants to wrap Amanda up and bring her home to her parents.
“Arrrgggh ...!" he looked at Ken.
“Me ... Why are they here, Mom? Ah, sorry I mean why are Mas Dika and Mas Ken here?”
“Okay, Manda, I thought what was up. Last night that Masmu came, I was going to wake you up but you were sleeping soundly. Though there are already kangen fried cassava made by you, loh.” Mirna melengos returned to the kitchen to grapple with some immature menus.
Amanda's forehead wrinkled. “Fried cassava? Who, Bu?”
There was no answer from Mirna, but Ken was acting strangely instead. She blushed shyly standing behind Dika. Without any polish, Amanda's natural face can awaken the soul of the man inside Ken.
It's obviously one-sided love, Amanda doesn't even know if Ken is so passionate about his homemade fried cassava, Dika's inner drawing conclusions.
***
“Mas Dika here to follow Kak Kinar, yes?” asked Amanda who answered a nod of the head by Dika.
They are already sitting in the living room.
“But Kinar didn't tell me anything, huh? Manda means, do not tell me that Mas Dika came.”
“Kan Mas coming night. Kak Kinar ‘kan already sleeping.”
“Loh indeed why if Kak Kinar has slept? You guys ‘kan sleep one room.”
Deg ...!
This sentence spoken by Amanda is like a similar fruit to Dika, answered afraid of being wrong, not answered nor afraid to make Amanda suspicious. How he should explain his condition with Kinara. Explaining about her divorce with Kinara to Amanda, it doesn't seem like a good solution. Silence will not solve the problem either.
“Actually Mas and Kak Kinar are divorced, Manda.” With a heavy heart the sentence escaped also from Dika's mouth.
“What?! A divorce? How can?” Amanda screamed in surprise. “Kak Kinar made it wrong, well?”
“Why does Manda ask like that?”
“Soalya Kak Kinar was stubborn, from the first time. After all, the male of choice is definitely a good man. Mas Dika ‘kan husband directly selected by Mr.”
Hearing Amanda Dika's words can only bow her head. I'm not that good, Amanda.
“Not Kak Kinar was wrong, but Mas was wrong.”
“What's wrong?”
“Mas can not explain everything, the point is that Mas has hurt Kak Kinar. Manda just need to know if Mas is wrong.” Dika's voice sounded hoarse. The two fingers squeezed each other.
“Then why did you come? You guys divorced ‘kan?”
“Mas wants to fix everything, Manda. Start from the beginning again. I want to make your brother happy. I still love Kinar.”
“Kak Kinar himself like?”
Dika smiled bitterly. “Unfortunately Brother Kinar hates it. Mas don't know if it can still get your brother's heart again or not.”
“Mas Dika believes ‘kan if the human heart is in the hands of God?”
Dka nodded. “Iya Mas trust.”
There is nothing to doubt about the Most Reversing of the hearts of men.
“If Mas want Kak Kinar back to Mas Dika's side. You only need to do one thing.”
“What?”
“Mas must seduce God. Let God Himself give the heart of Kinar for Mas Dika.”
“How?”
Amanda looked to be frowning. Scratching his head that is not itchy. Why is it that he who is a child advises adults.
“How to?”
Amanda smiled broadly. “More than one-third of the night, lah.” Amanda got up from the chair. The wrinkles on Dika's forehead seem to be getting closer and closer. “Shalat tahajud, Mas. Ask Allah to touch Kak Kinar's heart and accept Mas Dika again. God willing succeeded.” Amanda walked away from Dika who was pensive, Ken was also there. I'm not surprised to play with Amanda. “Loh Big Brother, since when is Big Brother standing here?”
Dika wakes up and approaches Kinara who is already standing behind the curtains, listening to Amanda and Dika's conversation.
“Kinara .. i ...,”
Seriate....
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