Destiny Love Kinara
Ibra Raffasya Mahendra

Dika was pacing back and forth in front of the operating room. Over the past few days both have tried their best. Never hopeless and always berTO’a, but in the end the path of cesarean operation must be taken Kinara.

Dika never thought about how his son should get out. Fault or normal is the same for him. In Dika's eyes, his wife was still the best woman. Most importantly, both survived. The only thing that made his heart sad and he regretted so much was that because of his stupid behavior, Kinara had to bear everything herself.

“Sit, Son. Pacing so also no luck.” Mirna pointed at the chair beside her. Amanda had not stopped berTO’a. Ken and Marta are the same. Everyone hoped the operation would go well, the mother and son survived.

“Sit, Dika! You look like an iron!” Marta grumbling. Dika can't be spoken to. He was told to sit down and move his legs to his left and right faster. “You also used to come out the same way.”

Dika. Approaching Marta. “So I was also born with cesarean section?”

“Iya, Mamah ‘kan ever tell you. You're too big to be kicked out of place.”

“But then Papah was also very panicked, ‘kan?”

“Entahlah. For sure she cried after getting into the room.”

“I'm afraid something will happen to Kinara,” said Dika with an anxious face. It is undeniable that his heart has not calmed down until the doctor came out and gave good news.

“Take it easy. Our hospital has the best doctors. Leave everything to them. You're just making Mom dizzy. Now you sit down and do’a.”

Not his name if he complies. He paced again with a kamit-comat mouth. He continued to stare at the lights in the operating room that were still on. Signs the operation is still ongoing.

“Operation just like that for a long time! Why do I pay them so much! Tomorrow we fire all the doctors. We're looking for a new doctor.”

Amanda looked at Ken with questioning eyes.

“Not My Boss. Oath.” Raise both fingers. They were joking all the time.

“Just tomorrow I fire them!”

“You are really!” Marta rubbed her forehead. “Do you forget that this Hospital belongs to Mamah. Don't be so happy.”

I had forgotten that this belonged to Mamah, the Inner Dika.

“Sit down, Mas Dika. Kinar is a strong woman. Manda was sure everything would go well. If you keep pacing so Mas Dika increasingly panicked,” said Amanda tried to calm her sister-in-law.

It seems like Dika does not care about anything. There was not a single word he heard. Whatever. As he pleases his heart. Finally the lights on the operating room door dimmed. Signs the operation is over. The crying of the baby began to sound. Doctor Amel came out of the room. On his face was a happy smile. He is always happy whenever he does his job as a doctor. However, this time was a little different as she had just helped deliver the heir's son to the entire Mahendra family assets.

Dika approached Amel's doctor. “How? Is Kinara safe? My son how?” Dika directly asked the question.

The others won't lose either. One by one the men who waited approached Amel's doctor.

“Amel, my son-in-law and grandson are fine ‘right?” ask Marta.

“Anu, they both survived ‘kan?” And this is Kinara's mother asking.

“How are my brother and nephew doing?” Amanda asked.

Doctor Amel's eyebrows are linked. “Why? You want to ask?” looking straight at Ken.

Ken closed his mouth. He knew it was a warning from Dr. Amel so he wouldn't ask much.

“Amel!” He shook the body of Doctor Amel.

“Propa. Don't ask questions like this. Both survived. The madam had managed to struggle and was now in good health. Your son was also born safely. Not less anything. And he's very handsome.” Surprised.

“I can enter?” tanya Dika. just heard the story of doctor Amel alone had made Dika's chest rustle. His eyes are already glazed. He could not wait to cling to Kinara's affection, peeking at her red forehead and lips. She had already fought hard to give birth to her son into the world.

“Of course you can, Young Master.”

Dika went into the room. She was already greeted with a happy smiling Kinara, her tired face covered with a haru feeling.

“Sayang.” Dika. Hugging his wife. He rubbed Kinara's tired face with both palms. Her lips moved around kiss Kinara's forehead and whispered in her ear, “Thank you, darling. You are the best wife.”

“Young Master. This is your son,” said one of the nurses who was holding a newborn baby.

Without waiting for long Dika directly snatched. Cuddling and holding her son in love. He put his lips close to the little one's ear and then complained in a trembling voice. Kinara cried haru, unconsciously her tears fell. This happiness cannot be bought with anything.

“Honey, it's Dad. Welcome to the world of my son Ibra Raffasya Mahendra. May you be a good and devoted child to both parents. You don't need to be good at everything like your father, you just need to be a good-natured human being and useful to others. You must be a better man than me, son.”

Dika walked up to Kinara while holding her son. “Give me, Mas. I want to hug her,” Kinara said with teary eyes.

Dika smiled.

“This Mother, Dear.” Peeping his son's face. Closer to Kinara's embrace.

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Seconds. “Come in!”

Nathan walked into a room that felt colder than usual. Maybe he was too nervous about the news he was going to bring.

“However?” ask Agra straight to the core.

“Male, Young Master. Born with a cesarean operation. They named their son Ibra Raffasya Mahendra. Born .... with weight ...” Nathan explained all the information in detail without missing a single word.

“Ibra Raffasya Mahendra.” Agra smiled faintly. Ended already. What more could she expect from a woman who had a husband who loved her and a son. Perhaps now was the right time for Agra to resign from Kinara and Dika's life.

“You can get out.”

Nathan begging. He didn't know where to start, but there was something he had to say.

“Why?”

“Begini, Young Master.” Scraped his pants pocket. Nathan squeezes a letter from Allen.

“What else? You know I don't like waiting.”

Nathan ventured to walk closer. “This, Mr.” Put the letter on the table.

The angle of Agra's eyebrows is raised. “From Allen again?”

“True, Mr.”

“Dump! I don't intend to accept it. Especially until reading.”

“But, Sir. Maybe this is just a letter of apology.”

Agra's eyelids lifted. Nathan was scared. “Good. I'll throw it away.” Retrieved a letter from Allen and resigned.

Agra twisted her body. Facing the wall. raised his head and said, “Goodbye Kinara.”

Season 1 Destiny Love Kinara - End

Short message.

Everything we want we can't get. As hard and as hard as we try, if God wills otherwise. We can only surrender. Remember that! Which we think is good, not necessarily good according to Him. What He thinks is good, is good for us.

Meaning of the name of the child DiKi.

IBRA (Taken from Ibrahim which means 'Good ruler')

RAFFASYA (Tallest place)

MAHENDRA (His father's big name is 🤣 which means King of the gods in sanskrit)

So Ibra Raffasya Mahendra (Good and powerful leader.)

I can't wait to see you, son. Fingers have been gatel want to incise kata2 about an Ibra born from the cold attitude of his father and his mother's unyielding attitude)

Pict bonus.

Ibra (5 years)

Thank you for accompanying the long journey of Kinara and Dika. Be patient to follow the flow, understand the true nature of the soul mate. Finally, I can finish the TCK. Although there was a little problem before. You know lah 🤣

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