
After that morning's conversation, Dika took a bath and prepared for the mosque. Kinara was not as stubborn as that, she herself prepared clothes and sarongs for Dika. Even if it is used, but there is genuine intention in it. He also washed Dika's three-piece suit. Seeing Dika who was difficult to wear a sarong, Kinara also did not have the heart.
While Amanda had left for school early in the morning with her favorite bike, even though Ken insisted on taking her to school. Amanda refused it. Be healthy, sports, he said.
If this morning Dika breakfast with krispi bananas made by Kinara, then Ken is enjoying a plate of fried cassava made by Amanda. Before leaving school Amanda took the time to
making fried cassava for Ken, I don't know what's special about fried cassava made by Amnada. Why is Ken so crazy, or maybe not because of his fried cassava but because of what made him.
“Work in the Office how?” Kinara came from behind putting a glass of cold mineral water on the table.
The morning weather was quite stinging, even though the sun had only risen as a part of it. Not yet the peak. Looks like it's gonna rain tonight.
“It's been taken care of by Ken. I can take at least five days off. Before I ...” Dika hangs his sentence.
“Before what?”
The glass was red with a smile. “Before I return to the city.”
Where might I tell you before I go. I don't want to take advantage of my departure to get you back to my side, I'll use another way, Dika's inner self.
Currently the two are sitting on the terrace of the house, previously Dika did not know if the Kinara house is this comfortable. The size is small, but it has a warm atmosphere. Maybe it was because back when he came for the first time, there was a feeling of being forced that made everything in this house look bad.
“Kinara ...,” said Dika lirih on the sidelines of sky-viewing activities.
“Iya, why? Water less?” Kinara glanced at the glass of water whose contents stayed half.
I'm not that greedy, Inner Dika.
“No, it's not so. Me ...”
“Why do you always hang sentences? Just tell me, what's up?”
“I'm sorry for everything, for all the hardships you've been through.”
Kinara smiled faintly, grabbed her glass of milk then sipped slowly.Sperseche second she said in a soft voice accompanied by a resigned look. “Don't I forgive you, Dika. For God's sake I've forgiven you. I don't want to remember the dark story between us. Don't keep apologizing to me, 'cause the more you apologize. The more often I remember the pain.”
“I feel sorry you haven't had enough.”
Then what else do you want? How many times have you apologized I forgave you. The problem is where? inner Kinara.
“See to top.” Dika pointed at the sky which displayed an incredible sight. Clumps of clouds go hand in hand, occasionally a flock of birds can be seen flying. Kinara looked up his head, giving space for the rays of the sun to touch the surface of his face.
“Why?” ask Kinara.
“Do you think the sky will always be bright so?”
“Of course not. If the night is dark, ‘kan?”
True, the night is always dark. But I don't mean that, Dika's inner.
“I mean not so.”
“Then?”
“Will the clear sky not turn cloudy then rain down?”
“Maybe, the seasons are always changing. Not always rainy season, there is a dry season afterwards.”
“Don't you know that, that the sky isn't always bright, Kinara. Sometimes it's cloudy and it's raining, but do you know what's going to happen after that?”
“What? I don't want to play guessing.”
“After rain then rainbow will come. Such is life, changing like a season. There are times when we are in a happy season, sometimes we are also in heavy rain. However, after all that has passed, have we not been greeted with a beautiful rainbow?”
“Then where is our conversation going?”
“I just want you to understand, maybe for five months you lived with me I just gave you rain and a gripping season. However, I can replace it with five months of smiles, five years of laughter, and fifty years of happiness. And a pledge of loyalty to you my whole life.”
“Are you seducing me now?” Kining Kinara's forehead was wrinkled.
“Yes, I'm seducing you. I'm seducing your mother and sister. I was even seducing God so that you could return to my side. ”
Kinara. It looks like it's rubbing its stomach. For the first time Kinara felt a twitch in her stomach, why when Dika was with her her son was so active in the stomach.
“Give me a chance, Kinara. You'll know how I love you.”
“I'm scared, Dika.”
“Fear why?”
“I was afraid to start over, after what I experienced. I'm afraid of failing again for the second time.”
“You don't need to start. Just grab my hand and follow where my feet are going, I'll start. And I will not end it, except death comes first to me.”
“Why do you always talk about death?!” Kinara was a little angry. “Do you want to die and leave me and your son alone?”
When he turned his head around, a few seconds digested Kinara's sentence. Does that mean Kinara didn't want to be left behind by him? Or is he just afraid of the word that always carries the word death?
“You may ask me to come back to you any number of times, but do not carry such a sentence.” Kinara played her hand on the glass. His long hair was swept away by the wind. She always brushed her hair and left only the child with the hair at the base of the ear.
Dika stared fixedly at Kinara's face. His cheeks were indeed getting fuller, but did not change anything. For Dika she is the most beautiful woman.
“Come back to me, Kinara. We finish off all the hatred between us.”
“I can't. I ... I don't love you.”
“Do you love Agra?”
Kinara was silent, she did not know what to answer. Right now his feelings were being unexplainable by any sentence. Isn't the purpose of returning home is to calm down without having to answer about feelings.
“If you love her, why are you letting go of Agra that easily? After I opened up such a wide path for you guys together.”
“I cannot be happy on top of the suffering of other women. You know Allen's good name is at stake.”
Dika shook his head. “No Kinara. Allen is just the path God sent you to realize. If it was love, you wouldn't care about anyone Kinara. Including Allen. Basically love is selfish, you just have to walk straight without thinking about anyone. Then why did you give up the chance to be with him?”
“Because ...,” said disconnected. Kinara's breath was a little hunting. Because what? If that's true, why would I give up so easily? Why did I let go when the road before our eyes was wide open? Then why would Agra just agree? Why don't we fight harder?
“Because you're not sure if it's love? You're not sure about your love for Agra. Ask your heart Kinara, who knows your true feelings of love are only for me. The soul is God's secret. You can't explain it with your eyes open. Sometimes close your eyes, and ask your heart. Who you really love. It's possible, it's my face you see.” Dika smiled. While Kinara looked to be biting his lower lip.
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Bang Dika, I'm melting. Don't be too sweet napa baang, mom sackin nih 🙄🤣
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