Destiny Love Kinara
Effort Dika

“When to come?” ask Kinara.

Both of them sat in the guest chair. While Ken chose to hurry the bath, the mumpung bathroom was empty. And Amanda went back to the kitchen to help her mother.

“Enight.” Dika lowered his head. “When I came you were asleep. I can't wake you up. Though ...,”

“What's the situation?”

Come on Dika, don't be a coward. You want to conquer his heart, don't you? So honestly, what is difficult is telling the truth, Dika's mind.

“While I really want to meet you.”

Kinara looked to bite his lower lip. The two fingers squeezed each other.

“Why did you come?”

“It ...,” says Dika disconnected. She had not had time to answer Kinara's question because Mirna called her name. Kinara got up from the chair, immediately went to see her mother.

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“Why, Mom. Still not finished? Mother rest, the rest let me and Manda continue.” Kinara looked at some of the dishes that were not ready. Though it has been cooking since three in the morning with two stoves as well.

“Sttt .. not that. You don't have to help Mom, you're done soon.”

“Well, why did you call Kinar?”

“You are how is Kinar?”

Kinara scrunched her forehead. “How is it?”

If not for help then why did you call me? inner Kinara.

“Your husband's night was ..”

“Mantan, Mom. Ex-husband,” says Kinara firmly.

“Yes Allah, this one kid is stubborn not playing. Yes .. yes, your ex-husband came in with a sweat bath, his car was stuck because it ran out of gas on the corner there. They met Mr. RT.”

“That faraway bend?” Kinara opened her eyes. Young Master seems willing to bathe in sweat for my sake?

Mirna nodded. “He pushed the car that far just to meet you.”

Kinara was silent, her feet playing on the floor. Mirna understood the character of her son, if doing such a movement means that Kinara was worried. Between the feelings of pity and hatred that clash with each other. “Continue, why?”

Mirna seemed to shake her head.

“You don't feel sorry for him? Ask your heart, Kinar. Sure you don't pity to see it like that? God judges a person not from his past, but from his present. Give her a little chance.”

Kinara. For a second he thought, he finally walked up to the food shelf, grabbed a glass and made a warm sweet tea.

“Yes Allah, why make tea? That accompany husband ... your ex-husband.”

“It's tea for him, Mom,”.

Mirna smiled widely when she found out that the tea was for Dika.

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“She said last night push the car, well?” ask Kinara while placing a cup of warm tea.

“Iya.” Dika blushed in shame.

It should have let Kinara not know, after all it was not a proud thing. Precisely embarrassing, proven because now Kinara is turning her face while smiling thinly. Maybe you are imagining how exhausting it is to push a car over such a long distance.

“Minum. After that shower and get ready to the mosque.”

Dika was surprised to hear Kinara's words. She did not ask much, Dika immediately grabbed the teacup and sipped it quickly. Both eyes glazed. He almost cried. Being treated like that alone had already made his heart beat violently.

“You're not here to bring a change of clothes?” tanya Kinara who saw Dika with her father's oversized t-shirt and the sarong looked untidy.

Can't she wear a glove? In a little pull must be immediately released, Inner Kinara.

Amanda's coming from behind. “Iya, Brother. Mother said they were stuck in traffic, there was a demo at PT. Wind Storm, so they didn't have time to bring clothes.” Amanda chimed in with a small laugh. Ever since Mirna told me about Dika and Ken's arrival, Amanda couldn't stop laughing.

Dika just sat, silent a thousand languages. Shame is not playing with his silly reasons, even the little Amanda can know if it is just a fabricated reason.

While Kinara turned his face again upon hearing that reason. He tried to hold back the laughter. “The shopping center is too far from here, this morning wear your clothes first.”

“Iya, this is also quite convenient.”

“After saraapn want to go home or stay again?”

Silence, honestly, he didn't want to go home. If he came home then his efforts to catch up with Kinara to the village would be in vain. And his desire to get Kinara's heart again would not be realized. When he strengthens his heart, he must try. As much as he could, no matter what should be rejected at all times.

“Bby dong.” Amanda thumbs up.

“You were from back and forth. Don't help, Mother?” Kinara smiled towards Manda, but her eyeballs were perfectly rounded. Amanda knew it was a threat.

“Ok, Manda want to help Mom first.” Smile widely. “Mas Dika, fighting.” Raised hand. Dika nodded happily, it seemed like Amanda and Mirna responded well to his intentions. At least Dika can breathe a sigh of relief. Only Kinara's heart melted harder than stone and more haunted than Mount Salak.

“So, can I stay here?” ask Dika for the second time. He really hoped Kinara would agree.

Please Kinara .. Give me a chance to prove to you, I really want to fix everything, Dika inner.

“Depends.”

“Depends on what?” ask Dika.

“If Mom lets you stay overnight, I ..”

Me what? Come on, don't be disjointed, inner Diaca.

“I also allow it.”

Dika smiled happily. Isn't Kinara's answer like giving her a chance? Clearly Mirna supported him, Mirna certainly agreed.

“Mothers agree.” Mirna appeared from behind.

“Loh, Mom. Nguping, yeah?” ask Kinara.

“Only! wong Mom happened to pass by kok.” Mirna smiled cunningly.

Coincidentally through what, clearly still megang spatulla so, Inner Kinara.

“Later noon anter Mas Dika to the market. Poor to wear clothes Father, greatness begeitu.”

“I ‘kan school, Buuuu!” Amanda screamed from the kitchen.

“Which told you who?”

“Continue? ‘kan who called Mas Dika it was just me.” Still yelling.

“Mom told your Brother to nganter Mas Dika.” Mirna smiled. “Big brother you have to learn manners, call time ‘you're you’. As with others only.” Mirna passed away, back to the kitchen.

Kinara seemed to be breathing heavily. The behavior of Mother and Sister made Kinara's head dizzy. “You want me to take you to the market or shopping center?”

“How far is the shopping center?”

Kinara seemed to think.

“If taken by motor about three hours.”

“Then to market?”

“Use motor?” ask Kinara.

Let's answer yes Dika, is not more friendly when using a motor, the inner Dika encourages its own water.

“Iya.” Dika nodded.

“Most 30 minutes.”

“Later tonight, Mas. Later tonight ‘kan there is a night market.”

“Night market?” dika's forehead wrinkled.

“Yes, rame loh. We can go together, not too far away. Kak Kinar likes loh when invited to the night market.”

Mangangguk. “Alright, later tonight we go to the night market.”

“Hore.” Amanda poked her tongue towards Kinara. His brother who was pursing his lips.

Ken had finished his bath and was standing behind Amanda. He doesn't know how to behave.

Should I ask? Can I come to the night market? Or say I'm coming, dad? Iiish, humiliating. Don't let me know how? How to come directly? Ah, whatever.

Believe me, there is an inner war in Ken's heart.

Seriate...

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