Destiny Love Kinara
Nostalgila

“Honey? Where are you?”

When she came home from work, Dika did not find Kinara in the room and did not hear an answer. Usually if it was around the mansion, Kinara would immediately answer and approach him. Offer to take a shower or eat first.

After putting down the bag and taking off her suit, Dika went straight down her mansion. Check one by one room. From the bathroom, family room, to the back garden. His wife's favorite place since the mansion was revamped. Thanks to Amanda, the back garden feels more alive.

“Darling, what are you doing?” Kinara is in the park. Hugging Kinara from behind. Circling both hands in the stomach of Kinara who was standing facing the lotus flower pond.

“Eh, is Mas home? Why didn't I call you?” Kinara placed the reading book on the table and walked closer to the long chair.

“Tadi Mas already called, but Mas's wife doesn't seem to hear.” Sit down next to Kinara.

“Sorry, Mas.” Smiling without sin. “I made you drink first, well.” Wake up.

“Not necessary, Honey. Mas asked Aunt Ane to make it.” Crouching down and kissing Kinara's stomach. “What's up, Dad?”

“Good news, Father,” replied Kinara while making the funniest sound possible. It was as if it represented the child that was inside his stomach.

“When do you want to prep shopping for our child, darling? Your gestational age has entered 8 months, loh.” Groped the surface of Kinara's growing belly. “Do not arrive in a hurry. If you ask others to buy, fear not according to your taste.”

Kinara. Thinking for a moment. “No feels, well, Mas. It turns out we'll see her soon. Our son.” Put his hand on Dika's. “Despite having to go through many trials, we can finally be together again.”

Dika nodded, smiled as he brought his head closer and landed a kiss on Kinara's stomach. Kinara's hands immediately moved to feel Dika's head. “This is your father, son. Later when big you have to be a tough man like your father.”

“Aamiin.” Dika.

Sit again. “Sini, Darling.” Patting both his thighs.

“Mas want me to sit there?” Designating.

“Iya.” Nodding steady. “What's the matter, Darling?”

“Mas don't see my stomach?” Pointing to his own stomach. “With a stomach this big, Mas sure strong support my body? I'm not just a heavy Mas, but a hassle.”

Dika's upset. He was eager to take Kinara in, but it was true what Kinara said. His stomach was getting bigger, unlike it was still five months old. At that time Dika often asked Kinara to sit on his lap.

“Then just like this.” Dika straightened his legs and opened wide. “Now you're sitting here.” Clapping the empty space in front of him. In the middle between his two open legs.

Kinara moaned long. If you have a desire, her husband's mind will work twice as much as usual. There is a way to satisfy his desire. Kinara could not resist, she was already sitting in front of Dika. Leaning on her husband's chest.

“So when to leave for shopping?” Playing Kinara's hair. Braiding everything.

“Mas, if any Ken how?”

“No one dared to go into the park, Honey. Even if we do more.”

Kinara immediately squirmed.

“No-no. I won't do it.”

Re-plant.

“Now, deh, Mas. I'm also bored at home keep.” Turn their heads until their faces are facing each other.

Dika stared fixedly at Kinara's face. “If you're exhausted how? Do I need a wheelchair?”

“I'm pregnant, Mas. Not sick. Holy hooch! Remember Doctor Amel's message, Mas, I have to move a lot. So that the delivery is smooth.”

Hearing the word childbirth smoothly Dika blushed in shame. His face turned red in light of last night's incident. “Not besides walking around, doctor Amel also suggested something else.” His fingers played on Kinara's arms. As if he was tracing every inch of his wife's body.

“Don't again, Mom. ‘Kan does not have to be every day as well.”

Dika grabbed Kinara's chin and gently kissed her lips. “Iya, huh. Then let's go shopping. Let Mas take the car later.”

“Where is Ken going?”

“Your husband, Mas. Not Ken! So Mas's the one who should take you. Understood?!” Pushing Kinara's forehead.

What is the driver's use? Kinara nodded. Not arguing with her husband.

“Do not move. Silent in place,” Dika's decree made Kinara's forehead wrinkled. If he doesn't move, how can he get up from the chair.

Slowly Dika pulled her body and got down from the chair. Suddenly Dika crouched down, putting sandals at Kinara's feet.

Kinara smiled shyly. Just because you want to put sandals on his feet, Dika must be so hard.

“Sini Mas Help.” Holding Kinara's hand.

“Mas until when do you want to choose clothes? I've been cold.” Kinara grumbling. It's been more than 10 minutes of choosing clothes. While he was just wrapped in a towel.

“Do you not have a shirt larger than this?” Throwing clothes that I don't know how many times. Some were scattered on the bed, some were lying on the floor. Just look at it as if it means nothing. And the condition of Kinara's growing stomach made it a little difficult for her to squat and pick up clothes that were scattered.

I lay down myself because I am tired. “All the clothes I threw were already big. How big do you want to be again? I look like ondel-ondel.”

Don't care. Still busy tearing up the closet. “The pregnant woman looks very beautiful and adorable. Mas do not want, well, if anyone notices his wife, Mas,” said Dika while flipping through the rest of the robe hanging in the closet. “You belong only to Mas.”

“I know I'm yours, Mom, but when do you want to be? The shop is closed, the choice is not relaxed. If in a hurry ‘kan not tasty too.” Tilting body. Pull a pillow to put on the feet. Finding a comfortable position.

“Cih, after this Mas will ask Ken to set up a special shopping center for baby supplies.”

Dika does have many businesses, including a shopping mall, but he does not own that one. It made him angry because he had to hurry. Dika could have used his power, but Kinara would not have liked it.

“Alright, this one is it.”

Finally after all the contents of the closet came out and were messy on the floor, he found it too, Inner Kinara.

He woke up from his sleep and saw Dika standing holding a robe while occasionally wiping the sweat on his forehead.

“All of us buy clothes larger than this.” Shirt thrust.

“No need, loh, Mas. Soon I will be born, Mubadzir, ah.” Receiving gamis.

Dika smiled cunningly looking at Kinara who was just wearing a towel. “Since when did you use a towel?”

“Since earlier.” Holding firmly the winding of his towel. “Do not mess. See what time it is.”

“Alright, alright. Cih, sucks.”

Kinara immediately used her robe. “Help me, Mas. Why choose this one, anyway? I don't like a shirt with a zipper behind it.”

“I know.” Smiling cunningly. I ‘kan deliberately chose this game, in addition to large also because there is a zipper behind it.

Dika brushed Kinara's long hair forward. His smooth back was exposed. Like he did before. His lips approached, landing a few kisses on his wife's back. It even had a rough peek at the nape of Kinara's neck leaving a trail of possession.

***

Baby supply store.

“Mas sure we shop this much?” Kinara gawked at the pile of items in front of him.

“Of course.” Proud. “Mas sense is still less, sometime we come back again for shopping additional items.”

“Maaaas, that's right. This is more than enough.”

“Stttt ...” Put a finger on her lips. “Mas will give our best to our son!”

There is a sound emphasis at the end of the sentence. Ok, that's an absolute order that can't be denied.

Since entering the store Kinara only around for a while, the rest he sat down and Dika who was to and fro showed the items needed. Kinara just had to nod his head or shake his head.

While being cool to choose, suddenly a beautiful-faced woman with blonde hair approached Dika. His clothes are still quite polite, he wears a long-sleeved shirt pink, combined with a skirt limited to the knee that has no hemisphere. His high heels made him look charming. The makeup on her face was also light, not menor.

“Dika?” The woman is getting closer. “Dika ‘kan?”

Silence, seeming to think hard. Trying to remember who was standing in front of him.

“I Niki. Time to forget, anyway.” Hit Dika's arm. “Your class sister, loh.”

Seconds apart. After thinking hard. “Oh, jeez, Niki? You Niki? Niki whose hair used to be pigtailed is often ‘ right? Who often give me food supplies?”

“Iya, finally you remember too.”

Both laughed cheerfully.

Cih, so I'm looking at the romance of the school days? So you guys are being nostalgic in front of me, are you? inner Kinara.

Seriate.....

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