Destiny Love Kinara
The Unexpected Meeting

As soon as Mirna and Amanda walked into the living room, the two were stunned. No less surprised than the first came when he saw the magnificent building in plain sight.

"It's the living room or the football field, huh, Mas? How big is it?” asked Amanda spontaneously while shaking her head.Ken just laughed lightly enjoying Amanda's innocence.

Does Manda really not know if her sister-in-law is a wealthy man? Very funny, inner Ken.

“Do you like luxury homes like this?” ken asked suddenly as soon as Mirna moved away from the two.

Shut up for a second. “Like, anyway, but does not bother well take care of a house this big?” ask Amanda plain.

“Can there is a helper.” Hit her own forehead.

“Ohh ...” Amanda was bearded with a big smile.

“Emmm .. if you marry later do you want to have a house like this?” The point of the talk was this. He wanted to know if Amanda would accept him who was just a Personal Assistant.

Amanda turned her head, tilting her head as she looked at Ken.

Why is he looking at me so tilted? inner Ken.

“I'm still 16 years old, Mas. Not yet thought about getting married, just imagine it feels ticklish.” Amanda laughed out loud. Ken felt pain in his heart. Considering Amanda was a child, it's definitely not her fault.

When did you understand, Ken? You should have talked to him about mathematical formulas, he was a kid! A small! Inner Ken fiery was cursing himself.

“So roughly when will you think of getting married?” Ken with unyielding mode.

“Emmm .. Now I'm only 16 years old. Maybe 9 more years. I was 25 years old.”

“Nine more years?!” Ken counted with his finger.

That means I'm 34 years old. Finish my history. If it's that old Amanda won't want to be with me either, she'll choose leaning in, inner Ken.

“Your sister got married at the age of 21, Manda.” Still not giving up.

“Kan due to matchmaking.”

Ken immediately held onto his chest. Ah, heart. You have to be patient, her mind.

Mirna who had been looking around since then approached Amanda.

“Bu, Mr. Maman's house is nothing compared to Mas Dika's living room," said Amanda comparing Dika's living room with the house of her wealthy neighbors.

“True.” Mirna nodded. “That's a huge jug, son. Is there water?” Mirna approached the large gucci that was near the guest chair. Close to a giant clock.

Ken scratched his head. Her memory revolves around Mirna's back garden, where a jug is provided for hand washing.

“Bu, don't make shy.” Amanda flanking Mirna's arm. “It's expensive gucci, just for display not to be filled kayak water in the garden loh.”

“Indeed this is expensive?”

“If you buy a jug like you have, it might be enough to share with neighbors.” Pulling Mirna's arm. “We sit only.” leads to the sofa.

As soon as their bodies stuck to the sofa. The two looked at each other, no words came out. However, from the gazes of the two it seemed like they were surprised by the comfort of the sofa.

“Kak Kinar to where, well, Mas?” ask Amanda.

“I don't know either, Manda. Let Mas ask first.”

Not even walking. It turned out that Ane's aunt had already come with some servants following her in the back, bringing various kinds of food and drinks for Amanda and Mirna.

“Bi, Madam and Young Master to where?”

Aunt Ane was surprised to hear Ken's question. “What Master didn't tell you?”

“No, Bi. Probably don't want to interrupt my trip.”

“Oh.” Smilingly. “Young Master and Madam are dropping off Miss Carissa to the airport.”

“Loh, Miss Carissa back to England?”

“Iya, Sir. He said there are some documents that must be taken care of before actually settling in Indonesia.”

“Alright, Bi. Thank you?”

“Iya, Mr.” Bibin Anne bowed and resigned herself.

Ken tells Amanda and Mirna that Kinara and Dika are planning the return of a friend.

Because it's a long enough journey. After enjoying a snack, Ken invited Mirna and Amanda to rest in the room that has been provided. There was no stopping Mom and

The boy was surprised when he walked down every corner of the mansion owned by Dika. What's more when Ken shows Dika and Kinara's master room. Their mouths were perfectly rounded because they did not believe Kinara could sleep

***

Meanwhile at the airport.

“When are you back again?”

“Maybe a few months later. Ah, actually I want to see a hotshot born. I'm curious. When I come back later and see your son, who will you look like?” Carissa crouched down and stroked Kinara's stomach.

“Of course it looks like his father,” said Dika cocky.

“I carried him for nine months, Mas. It should look like me.”

“I also made a lot of donations until my son was in here.” Groping Kinara's stomach.

A donation? You think this is development? inner Kinara.

“I want to go and you guys are still fighting?” Carissa mediates.

Dika laughs. The focus shifted to Carissa. “Good. Take good care of yourself. Do not forget to eat and drink regularly, you often forget to take your medicine. Make notes, so that your medication schedule is more regular. Use warm clothes, you can not stand the cold,” said Dika.

He's got Carissa's habit. Kinara stared in annoyance while deeply impregnating.

“You are still as you were. Attentiveness. Remember who is standing next to you.” Carissa smiled broadly. He caught a jealous hue in Kinara's eyes. “When it's good for anyone, you don't have to worry. His love is only for you,” he added followed by a faint smile.

Dika. It was like there was hot air surrounding Kinara.

Jeez, this mouth really can't work together. Actually it was just ordinary attention, but with his mood falling apart, I was sure he would interpret it excessively, Dika's inner.

“Eh, already called.” Carissa prepared after hearing the announcement that her plane was about to take off. “I go first, well.” Carissa smiled as she waved her hand, pulling the suitcase with teary eyes.

Finally, I can let you go. May you always be happy, Dika, thank you for being a good father, sister, and friend to me. See you, Carissa Inner.

Dika and Kinara returned Carissa's hand. Kinara constantly asks Carissa to take care of herself.

“You sad?” Already sitting. From there on stood making Kinara tired.

“I ... of course not, where possible. I'd be sad if you were the one who left.” Trying to grab Kinara's hand.

Pulling hand. “You were so attentive with Carissa.” Puckered his lips. “Until the poultice of Carissa.” His lips are advancing.

Right, he must have misunderstood. I can even pout her lips, “I'm just acting like a friend, honey. No more.” Trying to calm.

“More is also okay.”

Oh, my God, why don't I have a point. “You're jealous, well?” Trying to melt to melt the atmosphere. Unfortunately, that made Kinara even more upset.

“If I'm jealous, why? You happy? So you did it on purpose? Wouldn't you be jealous if I noticed another man?”

Dika gawked and then banged his head on the table. “Ampun, Mistress. I swear by anything, I didn't mean it.”

“Cih.” Kinara turned her face away.

“Eh, Agra ... the Agra, ‘kan?”

He wants revenge? Sure enough, where could Agra be at the airport. What is he here for? his inner. Dika still buried his face on the table.

“True, it's Agra.” Designating. Dika immediately looked up his head and saw Agra walking while pulling a large suitcase in his hand. Beside him was already following Nathan, his personal assistant.

“Agra ... Where is he going with a suitcase that big?”

“Where do I know. I ‘kan no longer related to him, Mas.”

Seeing the large suitcase that Agra pulled and the clothes he wore was clear if Agra's departure was not for business. His clothes look more relaxed with long shirts and matching colored trousers. On vacation? Clearly more unlikely. There is only one possibility, Dika thought.

“Agra ...” Dika waved his hand high.

Agra looked over to find the source of the voice. Deg ... his chest rippled when he saw Dika and Kinara were sitting.

Oh my God, should I go through all this? Even when I decided to leave, why did you hook me up with him again? After a month, I decided to give up. Why is he in front of me?

Seriate.....

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