Destiny Love Kinara
Oral Agreement

“What?” Kinar furrowed his brows, trying to second-guess the conditions that Dika would propose.

“Still the same, first cover our marriage status. Let no one else, other than our family know about our marriage. Second you must not fall in love with me, do not expect me to give you attention and affection, and thirdly you must not forbid me close to Carissa.” Dika's words were always sharp, piercing anyone who was his interlocutor. One name that came out of his mouth was a lash that rained down on Kinara's body.

What irony, right? A married wife is legally married religiously and state but ends up on a ban on loving her own husband. I will always pray to God, may God not turn your heart to me and make you fall in love with me. Because I fear the hatred I have for you is ingrained until there is nothing left to love you. Pinar.

“Carissa Kinar fell silent, how could her husband possibly call another woman's name so affectionately. “Is she the woman whose picture is scattered in your room?” Kinar guess.

“Iya.” Answer Dika firmly.

“Haaah..” Kinar moaned, “Alright, I agree. But please make sure my mother and sister don't know if you're in love with another woman.”

“You don't have to worry about that, I'll shut the mouth of anyone who dares to harass me and Carissa.” Said Dika.

“Of course, no one doubts your power. What else is your acting skills that can be aligned with world-class actors.” Kinar smiled cynically.

“Good if you realize it.” Said Dika.

“Yes, I'm sorry I realized it too late. Hahaha.” Kinar laughed at himself.

It's okay, Kinar. As long as you get close to your mother and sister that's more than enough. The sparkle encouraged itself.

“Ah, when can my phone be returned?” Kinar got up from his seat. Tidying up the expensive dress she wore.

“Later tonight, Ken will return your phone.” Said Dika.

“Good.” Kinar twisted his body. Prepare to step away from Dika.

“Let's clean my room, you can rest and eat first. Remember don't touch anything that doesn't need to be touched, before eight o'clock my room should be tidy and clean. Understood?!” Dika got up from his seat.

“I understand.” Kinar leaned over, grabbed two bags of crackles and held them up.

“Ah, do you have any requests? Just tell me, I can give you anything you ask except my heart.” Dika was still in a standing position, the bodies of the two turned to each other.

“Nothing. I won't ask anything from you after you give me human rights, what more can I ask after you give me a chance to be close to my family.” Kinar bowed, for him at this time the most important thing is the existence of his mother and sister, about the pain in his heart let it be a burden that bears itself.

“Good.” Dika took the first step, then stopped when Kinar spoke again.

“I only ask one thing from you, just like you told me. I hope you never grow feelings of love in your heart for me, don't drop your heart on me.” Kinar.

“That's a quick won't be possible.” Dika smiled demeaningly.

“You are indeed smart in words, Kinar.” Dika grumbled, helped spur the pace and left the family room.

“What did he say? I'm good at words, of course I'm smart because I learned it from you. Ah, I'm so hungry. I'd better eat first, then clean the room.” No less than Dika, Kinar continued to grumble along the way to his room.

“Who does he think he is? Even when there is snowfall in my country, I also will not fall in love with him.” When he continued to grumble, he reached into the pocket of his pants and pulled out the phone and made a phone call. As soon as the phone was connected like a firecracker grabbing Dika directly talk.

“Ke my work space.”

Just to the extent of it, he hung up the phone call and put the phone back in his pants pocket.

A few minutes later Dika arrived at the workspace. Already sitting on a chair in front of the table with a pile of files that mount, the laptop screen is lit displaying the face of a beautiful girl on the front screen. Instantly the smile knotted on Dika's face.

Tok tok....

“Master, it's me, Ken.” Ken's voice from behind the door.

“Come.”

Clack...

As soon as the door opened Ken immediately approached Dika. Bend his body and ask politely. “There can I help you with, Mister?”

Krekka..

Dika opened one of the drawers on his desk, hastily grabbed his handphone belonging to Kinar and threw it on the table. “Check what can still be used, if can not be used immediately fix. After that hack his phone and connect it with my phone then give it to, Madam.”

Ken was silent, not knowing what to say. The phone that had been thrown by Dika that day was damaged quite badly, then for what Dika had to bother repairing the outdated phone.why not buy a new one, why not just, it is not difficult to buy hundreds of the latest mobile phones. Think Ken.

“You still haven't left, Ken?” Ask Dika. Dika's question disperse Ken's daydream, he again bowed.

“Alright, Mr.” said Ken, he quickly stepped shut the door and left Dika's study.

Cheque...

Kinar opened the room door, again he grumbled. “You're so mean, Dika. From the front door to my room it's a long way away, do you have to be this cruel to treat your wife? Ah, I'm just his wife in the eyes of religion and country. But only strangers in his eyes and heart.. Oh.. Mother I want to hug you, it feels too heavy to pass through life in this place. I want to scatter in your soft arms, just spill the pain I feel, I'm here alone. There is no place to share, even just telling stories I can not do.” The sparkles sobbed, his hands clenched making his nails stick in his palms.

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