Destiny Love Kinara
Night Market

Tonight the sky looks very bright, widely decorated with clusters of stars and the moon is rounded almost perfectly. The wind that blows is also not too strong, it seems like tonight it will not rain. The conversation just now barely made Kinara pry the wound in her heart. Lucky Dika understood and chose silence, Kinara did not continue her sentence.

Throughout the journey Dika always smiled, since then Dika was unceasingly staring at the beautiful face of Kinara while giving thanks to God, that he was still given the opportunity to reclaim Kinara's heart. Even with a pretty hard fight.

Can I call this our second date? It would be better if I could hold your hand, hide your little body in my arm. Kinara, forget our past. Give me a chance to reimagine the future with you and our son. You have to believe that I love you so much, really, Inner Dika.

Currently Kinara and Dika are on a cold road. While Ken and Amanda walk behind, tailing. It seems Ken is confused with Amanda's behavior. Everyone can't escape his greeting. Even the little boy who was running around just called out his name. It seems Amanda is quite famous for her hospitality.

“Amanda, Who is this Loh?” ask a neighbor who is holding his granddaughter.

Ken only smiled faintly, so Amanda answered. Her thought. She was curious what Amanda would introduce herself as. Not yet introduced, but Ken's heart is already racing. What did Amanda say, Dad? Duh why so stubborn like this, inner Ken.

“Oh, this is Mas Dika's maid, ma'am. Her husband Kak Kinar.” Amanda smiled as she pointed at Ken.

Hahaha .. pem-ban-tu? inner Ken.

Like there was a spray of cement that hit his body, Ken could only stay still with his mouth wide open. Wait, can I refuse that? I'm the best graduate of my college, I'm also the only person chosen to be your sister-in-law's personal assistant, beating thousands of others. And now you're telling me I'm-ban-tu? Hahaha .. that's right

“Owalaaah, the assistant is a handsome like this, yeah? Rich people are different, nyari aja must be handsome and beautiful.” The neighbor laughed while fondling his grandson.

While Ken only smiled widely with a look of disbelief. Why should she be confused with a maid? Why am I just silent? Why can't I say a word? Wh why?

“Why did you say Mas is a helper?” asked Ken so the two were far away from the mothers.

Not that Amanda answered back to asking. “Mas Ken angry?”

Ken shook his head. “No, Mas just curious. Why didn't you tell me that mas was Mas Dika's personal assistant?”

“How else, Mom. I replied, They will ask again what a personal assistant is. I have to explain at length to define the meaning of a personal assistant? What after that the problem will be solved?”

Ken's forehead wrinkled.

“It's not that simple, Mas. In the end they still draw their own conclusions and will say like this ‘Aduh, why explained at length so. Just say maid, why muter-muter’. Well right, aren't we impressed cocky?” Amanda smiled as she demonstrated the reaction of the mothers. “Talents and abilities of a person will not be lost even if that person does not admit it. Tawadhu it's necessary, Mas.”

Deg ...! Ken turned his face away. Don't let Amanda see her big smile with sparkling eyes. His pride as a man who has never been in love can fall to the bottom.

Does your little body have an adult brain? Maybe you've been in orbit too long to mature so, Ken's mind is anxious.

“Mas agree ‘kan with my explanation?”

Ken's just a mangosteen. Of course I agree, totally agree.

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After a long time both of them walked, they arrived at the night market. The first thing that caught Kinara's attention was the seat, she wanted to sit down immediately. However, it was a pity that there was no seat he found. Before getting pregnant Kinara never felt that tired, she could even travel a distance further from the night market, and she was fine. However, now his body was easily tired. Right now he needs to rest.

“What is no seat?” Dika spread his gaze around. He knew what Kinara was feeling.

“Nothing, if you want to sit we have to order food. There's a mushola, but it's a long way away. I-I'm not strong road.” Kinara's breath sounded a little hunting.

Waving his hands, Ken and Amanda approached. “Why, Mas?” ask Amanda.

“You want to eat no? Kinara is exhausted, she has to rest.”

Amanda and Ken look at each other. Before leaving they had time to eat fried bananas and cassava made by Amanda, it was not able to eat heavy foods. Their stomachs are not that big.

“Ah, I'm tired.” Kinara.

“Be quiet, don't move much. You can fall.” Dika went straight into the meatball stall while carrying Kinara. He was holding his body very carefully. A few pairs of eyes started to stare at them.

“Loh, Nak Kinara why?” ask a neighbor who happens to be eating meatballs.

“Fatigue, Mom. Maybe because you are pregnant, so easily tired.” Amanda chimed.

“Lah yes. Why not use a motorbike, if you walk it must be cape. Do not compare with before pregnancy first. Now there will be digondol, so must be tired quickly,” said the mother.

“Iya, Mom. Just walk like that my breath is engap.” Kinara laughed lightly.

“Lucky her husband understanding, rarely there is a husband who understands so. Without being asked to carry. That's what you should not let go of Nak Kinar.”

Dika just smiled. Not knowing what to respond to, while Kinara just nodded her head.

Kinara was seen massaging her leg calves.

“Sini, let me help.” Dika directly crouched down in front of Kinara, grabbed Kinara's leg and massaged her slowly. “Your shoes are small, well?” Take off Kinara shoes.

“This is already the biggest shoe I have. Others no longer fit.”

“Wear sandals only, yeah? Let it be better.” Switch massaging Kinara's soles.

Kinara nodded. Dika immediately glanced at Ken. Ken understood and nodded his head, he rushed out to buy sandals. Luckily Ken remembered Kinara's leg size, so he just needed to buy a larger size.

“Amanda, do you want to eat meatballs?” ask Dika. Amanda was sitting next to Kinara.

“I'm still full, Mas.” Amanda felt bad, they stopped and sat down at the meatballs. Time yes do not order meatballs, but if forced to eat the existing stomach they will hurt. With a heavy heart Amanda shook her head.

Dika walked over to neighbor Kinara. “Bu, Whose mother is here?”

“Together my two grandchildren, Nak.” Pointing to two young children eating meatballs. “Why?”

Dika smiled. “Do you mind if I pay for all the meatball orders? Before leaving here we had all eaten, but my wife was exhausted so we needed a seat. And this meatball is the closest. I'm not good because I didn't order food.”

“Owalaaah.” Patting hard on Dika's arm while laughing.“Of course I don't mind. Who wants to wind down the wind. Mom is even seneng.”

Thankfully, Dika seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

“Anu, can all be packed? Make Father at home,” asked the mother with a shy smile.

“Of course, all for neighbors can also, Bu.”

“Eaaaalaah, son of Kinar is very lucky, you know. Her husband is generous.” The mother held up two thumbs while winking. Dika just scratched his head.

After discussing with the owners of the meatball stalls they were finally able to sit down despite not ordering food. Dika even paid some other people who were also in the meatball stall. Anything he would do to protect Kinara.

Seriate....

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