Destiny Love Kinara
Seeking Answers

“Wa’alaikumsalam,” replied Mirna and Ken simultaneously. The two immediately looked over and looked for the source of the voice. As soon as Amanda walks into the living room, Ken immediately shakes his head slowly towards Mirna, hoping that Mirna understands Ken's language. However, Mirna smiled faintly.

“What's up, Mom? I heard you say my name?” ask Amanda while taking off her school bag and putting the box where the fried food is next to Mirna. “The car is still 5, Mom,” he added as he passed to the kitchen. Looks like Amanda's thirsty.

“Tadi Nak Ken asked something to Mother,” said Mirna as soon as Amanda returned from the kitchen.

“Ask what? Does it have anything to do with Manda? How to mention the name Manda.” Amanda sat down with a glass of cold water in her hand.

“You just ask.” Mirna got up from the chair while carrying the box where the fried food and had a smile towards Ken.

“Why Ken? Can anyone help you?” Amanda looked at Ken's face with an innocent look, she didn't know as seriously as what question Ken was going to ask her.

“It ...,” said Ken disconnected. Should I ask directly? Isn't it when someone does ta’aruf only the candidate can ask others? Is no one willing to help me, is that it?

“Why?” Amanda smile. He asked a second time because Ken was silent.

Stop smiling like that, Manda. Why are you so adorable, even just coming home from school you still look sweet, inner Ken.

“Come on, Mas Ken wants to ask what? Manda has to change clothes.” Amanda seemed to be unsettled in her sitting. Occasionally scratching his back and neck, maybe because of the sultry, but since then the fan in the family room has been lit up with full power. Apparently the scorching sun managed to make his small body overheated.

“Later. Now it's better for Manda to change clothes first. After that I just asked again.” Better like this, right? Especially if he forgets and I don't have to ask him.

“Manda all shower well Mas. Very sultry, it was a hot road so dry.”

“Yes, the question is easy, anytime, not too important as well.” Ken smiled forcedly. Patience, Ken. there's still plenty of time, you don't have to rush that. Why do you look like a teenage girl?

Amanda nodded and woke up. “Died first well, Mas.” Go inside his room to get a towel.

After Amanda left Ken preferred to go back to the room with his laptop and a pile of files in his hand. There's still a lot of work to be done. Don't ask where Dika went. He was engrossed in his world, seducing and persuading Kinara.

“Aiiis, maybe the true adage is not ‘After successful men there is a great woman’ the saying is absolutely wrong. The truth is ‘ Behind the successful Boss there is a persecuted Assistant’ well, it's just true.” Ken grumbled as his hand pressed against the doorknob. His meaning only ended as soon as he entered the room.

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The time has already shown at four in the afternoon. Ken was still busy in the room, while Dika was accompanying Mirna to grow crops. Maybe more precisely damage the garden, instead of helping Dika actually make some plants damaged.

“Manda.” Kinara walked into Amanda's room hurriedly, without even knocking on the door first, making the 16-year-old girl who was in front of her study desk soar in surprise.

“Astaghfirullah, surprise me, brother. Why?” ask Amanda while removing the glasses from her face.

“Kakak should how, Manda?” Kinara dropped her rough body on the bed. Covering his face with his palm, his breathing sounded heavy.

After placing the book and pen Manda walked up to the bed and sat on the edge. Right next to Kinara who was on his back. “Why, Brother?”

Kinara smiled. “It's okay, Deck. Sister just wants a break in kamrmu.”

Amanda frowned. The reason that sounded far-fetched, because basically the room that Kinara occupied was much more comfortable than Amanda's room.

“Sometimes we need to share the burden with others so that the suffering in our hearts is slightly reduced, Kak.”

Kinara took off her palm, looking fixedly at her sister's face which was currently smiling. “True to Mr.” Kinara smiled. “You're an amazing girl, Manda.” Without changing position Kinara stroked her sister's smooth cheeks.

“What the hell, Brother? Did Big Brother come just to praise me? It is not necessary, already many praise me.” Amanda smiled widely, finally Kinara laughed at her behavior. “Tell everything to Manda, who knows Manda can help Brother.” The hand of Kinara.

“Do you believe that a soul mate is God's secret?”

Amanda nodded her head. “Of course, it is not to be doubted. If a mate is not God's secret, I can ask God to be betrothed to Hamish Daud.”

“Have Raisa. You won't win from Raisa.” Banging Amanda's forehead.

“I'll just liken.” Amanda rubbed her forehead while pursing her lips. “Indeed why ask so?”

“What could God possibly wrongly give us a mate?” Kinara bit her lower lip. She didn't expect much Amanda could answer such a question, but it was more unlikely if she asked Mirna.

Kinara. “Why sounds like a soap opera title?”

Amanda had a little laugh. “Someone said something like this to me. ‘Sometimes we have to meet the wrong person before meeting the right person’ but I slightly disagree if that sentence is used for mate issues. I think that soul mate is like a reflection of ourselves, Kak.”

“So if we happen to meet a bad man, then we are also evil? It fits our self-reflections.”

Amanda was silent. “This is often a debate. He said, we have become a good person, but even mate with men who are not good. If I think maybe we are in the special group.”

This time it was Kinara who frowned. “Preferential group?”

Amanda nodded. “We are among the chosen people God asks to be more patient in facing the test of marriage. Now look, let's try to confuse the problem. Actually what happened to Brother and Mas Dika?”

Kinara's awake. I was surprised by Amanda's question. “Why are you asking like that? What we talked about has nothing to do with Brother and Mas Dika.”

“Come, Brother. I'm not a child, brother. I knew that Big Brother had a very serious problem with Dika, until Big Brother decided to split up. Actually Sister is also worried ‘kan?”

Kinara bowed her head, squeezing the end of her clothes. “Intinya Mas Dika want us to refer.”

“Ya already, refer to it. Then where's the problem?”

“Kakak is too hurt by the behavior of Mas Dika, Manda.”

“Kak, maintaining heartache is like keeping a poisonous snake in the house. One day the snake that Big Brother cared for could turn to bite and kill Big Brother. There was no harm in throwing away the hurt feelings. There is no man who never sins, we all sin. It's just different dosage and how to do it. There is only one you should consider.”

“What?”

“Has Dika changed?”

Kinar nodded.

“Means enough. God alone does not judge the past of His servant as long as he wants to change.”

“Then if Brother does not love him how?”

“Kakak doesn't love Mas Dika. I'm a little surprised, because if I think actually Big Brother still loves Mas Dika. It was clearly in my eyes."

“No. Sister does not love him.”

“Emmm .. for love it seems I can't give you much input, sister. I've never been in love. It's just, that you need to know. Love and hate it the difference is very thin.” Amanda grabbed a book at her study table. “The close is just like this. Thin the book cover with a sheet of paper, opened just a little then hatred can turn into love.”

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