
"No, I can't file this divorce. I can't disappoint my mother, but if you want a divorce I can make it happen. You just need to explain to my mom and your mom that our divorce happened on the basis of your wishes. That easy, how?” Dika raised his eyebrows, again leaning his body on the back of the chair. A sneaky grin was clearly visible on Dika's face.
Say that Kinar began to lose his sanity, because after hearing a sentence that had no conscience thrown out of his mouth Dika made him open his mouth wide and laugh out loud.
“Hahaha.. Dika Mahendra, listen to me carefully. Although after what I said you will slap or kill me even once, I am not afraid and will not regret it.” Kinar tore up that brown map, “You want me to sign this divorce agreement, don't you? Then after one year we will officially divorce, so?” Kinar threw the brown map containing the divorce papers up, crashing on the floor.
“Shining, don't overdo it!” He raised the volume of his voice. His eyes were perfectly trawling, those not too big eyes still looked scary.
“Experience, you say? Are you sure you didn't say it wrong to me, shouldn't I be the one to tell you?” Not to be outdone, Kinar again raised the volume of his voice.
“The sentence you just said is not just a violation of your promise to my father, Dika. But also to break your promise to Your Lord. What exactly do you want?” Kinar straightened his head, the two's eyes clashing. There was not the slightest hint of fear on Kinar's face. His chin was raised straight, as his sharp gaze was like the eyes of an eagle ready to tear apart the body of a prey.
Where did this power come from? Good thing, the more she can't stand this wedding, the better. Inner Dika.
“Well, if indeed you are unhappy with this marriage. We can end it all as soon as possible, but the breakup was at your request and your wish.” Dika smiled cynically.
“You think I'll give up, do you? If you want, you're the one who filed for this divorce. I will not break my promise to my father.” No less than Dika, Kinar smirked more cynically.
“You challenge me?!!” Dika again raised the volume of his voice, heard the maximum in Kinar's eardrum.
“As you just heard, I won't give up. I'm not gonna sacrifice myself for your ambition, I know you love the woman in the picture, right? Beautiful woman who is playing her lentic fingers on a piano key.”
“Kinara Amalia...!! Watch your talk!” Instantly Dika got up from his seat, stepped closer to Kinar and swung high up his palm.
Kinar stood up and brought his face closer, signalling that he was not afraid of the slap Dika would lay. Urung, Dika pulled back her hand and dropped her rough body on the sofa. Same with the Kinar.
“Listen, Mr. Dika Mahendra. If you want to part from me, do it yourself at your request, so it is not I who break the promise but you. And I will not be wronged by my mother and mother for this farewell. But if you don't want to do it, then enjoy this wedding. Live one roof with the woman who will curse you all day!"
Kinar took a breath, heavy. He opened his mouth again. “From now on, I won't call you Mr. I'll call your name, like it doesn't like it's your business! Please give me back my phone. If not, I'll tell your mother everything. Let your mother know how cruel and heartless her proud child is.”
“You'll regret it, Kinar!" Dika's tone of voice threatened.
“I have regretted this situation in advance, it turns out that the man I married was only a man who was arrogant and had no feelings.” Answer Kinar no less sharply.
“I suggest that you never involve your feelings with me. I won't be able to love you.” Said Dika. The words that came out of Dika's mouth were like thorns that stuck in Kinar's heart. He will always be remembered by Kinar.
“Hahaha. I'm afraid you'll involve feelings with me. And in that moment, I will never give you the love of the slightest item.” Kinar.
“You're overconfident, Kinar.” Said Dika.
“I learned it from you, Dika.” Kinar.
“There is no point arguing with you. Ken will return your phone.” Clenching his hand, he mistakenly thought. In thinking, Kinar was just a little mouse who did not have the strength to simply voice his opinion. Turns out, a mouse can turn into a wild cat that has sharp claws.
“Kinara, don't cross your line!” Dika snapped, hitting the arm of the sofa. Kinar was a little surprised, but he could still control himself.
“You don't need to worry, I will still obey the rule point you made. I remain in your control, but from today on you cannot hurt me as you please. Oh.. And also, I will not interfere in your affairs with any woman. Make sure my mother, mother and sister don't know your behavior!” Kinar got up from his seat, opened the bag and pulled out the smart phone Dika gave him, throwing it at the table. “This I return to you.” Kinar stepped away leaving Dika, the challenging sentence that came out of Kinar's mouth was truly extraordinary.
Ken was just sculpting, freezing to death, somehow there was a woman who was so ignorant that she raised her voice in front of Dika Mahendra. Courage that should either be proud of or regretted.
Dika, clenching his hand hit the arm of the sofa.
“Ken.”
“Iya Mr.” Answer Ken.
“Today send the woman.watch and report her activities periodically.” Dika flicked his hand, gesturing for Ken to immediately disappear from the sight of his eyes.
“Good Mr.” Ken nodded politely and passed away.
While Kinar continued to spur his pace, until it stopped at the front of the mansion. There appeared a middle-aged man who smiled politely while bowing his body. He was around fifty years old, with a body not too fat was not too thin, some of his hair had changed from black to white. Her smile was warm, reminding Kinar of his father. Wrinkles are clearly visible on the entire surface of the skin, white hair neatly combed with edges. Wearing a white shirt with a black suit, his pants and shoes also look the same as the suit he wears.
From behind Ken came over. “Oh, this is Mr. Budi, Madam. He will deliver, Madam.” Ken introduced politely.
The man turned out to be Mr. Budi, the personal driver of Kinar who would report all the places that Kinar had been to. Gentleman simply floated a polite smile, Kinar nodded and smiled. Mr. Budi awkwardly saw Kinar could return his smile, an ordinary driver who just hung his life from his salary as a private driver of the Mahendra family.
The new madam got into an argument with the Master, but she could still smile. It looks like something extraordinary. Inner Ken.
“Alright, please, Madam.” Mr. Budi opened the car door, allowing Kinar to get into the car.
“Sorry Mr. Budi, today I will take the Madam to campus.” Megat Ken's.
Gentleman understood, he resigned and handed the car keys to Ken.
“Why, Ken? Your master asked for it?” Ask Kinar.
“Iya, Mistress.” Ken nodded politely, he opened the car door and greeted Kinar politely.
“As far as Ken is concerned, do whatever your master wants.” Kinar got in the car.
The car continued to drive, through the streets that were only overgrown with tall trees towering on the left and right of the road. Before long the car began to come out of the forest area, there were several houses and buildings lined up neatly. Kinar smiled, at least he could breathe fresh air, the sky that looked bright with the sun that was timid to come out.
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