Destiny Love Kinara
A warteg?

“Where are we going?” Kinara was still trailing behind following Agra's footsteps.

“Follow it, you're hungry, aren't you?” Agra glanced at Kinara. “Do not pretend to be strong again, Kinara. Hungry is hungry. No need to hide.” Agra chuckled, all of Kinara's mannerisms always left her in awe, even when hearing Kinara's stomach voice.

Crazy indeed, this time Agra hit the stone. Agra just found out if love is really blind.

Because of my stone, my previous female type was a supermodel, at least the son of an official with extraordinary beauty and body cohesion like a Spanish guitar. Or the son of the heir to his family fortune.

Why is it that Ginian now?

Agra was inward, completely wondering why he was so infatuated with the woman who was walking behind him.

Is this really love? Or just curiosity?

Which will disappear once the desire to have is fulfilled.

"Why?" Agra suddenly stopped.

"Why, what?" Kinara stopped.

"The expression of your face, why is it so sour. It's not very nice to see." Agra walked back.

"Salt love is delicious." Seloroh Kinara's.

Agra again stopped his steps suddenly, Kinara's head hit Agra's back. "What the hell is a sudden stop." Kinara stroked his head.

It's actually a back or a wall, anyway? Real loud.

Kinara grumbled inwardly.

Agra twisted her body. "Here, get your face. I want to put a kilo of salt on your face, so it's better to see."

Kinara felt it again, something was wrong with her stomach. He wanted to take a few steps back, but Agra managed to hold onto Kinara's shoulder.

Not again, not again. I'm begging.....

Kruyuu.... Kinara's stomach rang a second time.

“Gosh, are you really hungry? Hahaha.” Agra broke down, he turned his body back to Kinara then crouched down while holding his mouth so that the sound of his laughter did not sound too loud.

“Aduh, I'm sorry, Kinara. I really can't help my laughter, what year is it now?

Is there still a woman as beautiful as you who starves until your stomach rings?”

Kinara moved her lips, a feeling of shame again enveloping her face.

How could he not know that a woman was listening to such a loud belly.

Kinara lowered her head, limp.

But, Agra really admired the figure of the woman who was standing behind him, clearly Kinara was a woman who had a beautiful look.

It's just that Kinara is too indifferent to not give a touch of makeup on her face, at this age can be said Kinara like a flower in bloom, which is in bloom,

the fragrant wine can invite beetles to come to suck the honey.

Out there are many women who are willing to sell their pride, for the sake of branded bags, sophisticated mobile phones, or even for the sake of a luxurious lifestyle.

But it didn't seem to apply to Kinara, she wasn't even tempted by the glare of the world, truly the best woman Agra had ever met.

“You're done laughing? My hunger won't go away just from hearing your laugh.” Kinara snorted, she puffed both her cheeks

it gathers the air inside and then exhales violently.

Agra glanced, Kinara's behavior increasingly made Agra widened. “Good... Oh gosh. Come.” Agra stood up again, spurring his pace.

Kinara only grumbled while tailing behind Agra.

A few moments later.

“Well... we have arrived.” Agra turned his head, looking at Kinara whose eyes were rounded with her mouth gaping.

“Why?” Agra asked in wonder.

“What is this really Campus cafeteria?” Kinara could not believe it, she shook her head opening her eyes a few times. The campus cafeteria is more worthy of being called a luxury restaurant.

“Iya, anything weird?” Agra waved his hand in front of Kinara's face, instantly Kinara regained his senses. He closed his gaping mouth again.

“Pinch my hand, I'm sure it's mampi.” Kinara thrust her hand at Agra.

“I am not until the heart pinches your hand, how about kissing it?” Agra teasingly accompanied by a mischievous smile.

“Why?” Agra wonder.

“Because men like you only exist in the real world.” Kinara.

"I'm retired, Kinara. Now I'm trying to be a good guy, I swear." Agra raised two fingers.

"Whatever." Kinara did not want to argue any longer. The word whatever is the best choice for him.

“Come, we eat. I also want to eat.” Bring Agra. “What do you want to eat?” Agra pulled out one of the chairs for Kinara. Kinara smiled, putting the bag that had been coiled around her shoulder.

“What's your favorite food? Asian food's? Or Western food?” Agra threw his hand up, one of the waiters came over and handed him some of the food menu available in the canteen. “Thank you.”

Agra chose several food lists.

“You want to eat Chicken Cordon Bleu? Or Fetuccine Carbonara? Looks like this is more suitable for you because it is more filling.” Agra was still lowered, continuing to offer some food names that made Kinara's forehead wrinkle.

I've heard the names of the food on one of the television shows, but only to hear it and have never tried it. Inner Kinara.

Agra raised his head and found Kinara's confused face. “What's up?”

“That, can we eat somewhere else?” Kinara whispered, covering the side of her face with the menu book. “I'm not used to the kind of food you mentioned earlier.”

“Oh, maybe you prefer archipelago food?” Agra looking for a list of food archipelago.

“No, Agra. Not so.” is still whispering, Kinara kicked Agra's leg. Instantly Agra raised his head, Kinara shook her head.

Seeing the price list listed on the menu is also one of his considerations to refuse to buy food in the campus cafeteria.

Agra understood Kinara's nervousness, he pulled the corner of his lips and asked the servant to leave.

After the servant left, Agra immediately asked to resolve her curiosity. “Why? Because you don't like the food or because of the price?” Agra guess.

“Both.” Kinara bluntly. “Can we eat in Warteg only? Is there a Warteg around here?” ask Kinara plain.

Agra knitted his brows. “Warteg?”

“Iya, warteg. Ah, you may never eat food like that.” Kinara smiled bitterly. “Already, I eat at home only.” Kinara entertaining.

“Honest Kinara, I've never eaten in Warteg. Or in a place that..” Agra sentence stopped.

"I'm sorry like street food for example, I don't want to pretend in front of you or cover up reality to please your heart.”

Agra shifted her body, putting her hands on the table. “But, I want to try it. Let's eat at warteg.”

“You don't need to force yourself, Agra. This is my problem, not yours. I shouldn't have engaged you.” The cinar is really not feeling good.

“To know yourself further.” Agra stared inside. “Let me enter into your world.” Agra smile.

“Hmm... Alright.” Kinara gave up, who could resist the stubborn man's will. Think Kinara.

In parking.

Kinar was stunned limp while holding Agra's helmet. “I have to wear this again? I almost died of asphyxiation.”

Agra scratched his head and smiled widely. “How else, Kinara? I just got this.” pointed helmet.

“You only wear it, I don't want to wear this anymore.” Kinara thrust out the helmet. “And don't force me, I really don't like that helmet. My head got dizzy because the helmet was too heavy.” Kinara.

Agra was silent for a moment, it seemed like this time Agra could not force Kinara.

“Then..” Agra took off the jacket attached to her body and handed it to Kinara. “Wear my jacket, later your long hair will blow if blown by the wind.”

Kinara pushed back Agra's hand. “You can catch a cold if you don't wear your jacket.”

Currently Agra's body is only wrapped in a short thin shirt. Kinara rejected Agra's offer.

“I force.” Agra insists.

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