Destiny Love Kinara
I Don't Want to Be Oppressed

“Gigi reciprocated teeth and eyes avenged eyes, you know that saying right? Your slap I've retorted, so we're even.

We don't have any debt, don't look for me.” Kinara clasped Laura's hand.

“Actually I don't want to do this, but because you've insulted my mother. I had no choice, never mention my mother by that evil mouth of yours.

Don't you think I came from the village and look like this village can only be silent when you are despicable, can only resign when you hurt.

I'm not as weak as you think, Laura.” Kinara stepped back, while Laura just bit her lower lip and passed by while grumbling inwardly.

Damn it. I think that village girl is weak and easy to oppress. I was wrong, cihh...

Kinara.

Again you doubted my father and mother's upbringing, you knew nothing and you dared to judge me so cruelly.

“I'm sorry, Kinara. If it wasn't for me, maybe you wouldn't have experienced this.” Agra approaching. His hand moved closer to Kinara's face. “You should not cry just because a woman like Laura, your tears are too precious for her.” Agra wiped away the tears on Kinara's cheek.

“Don't do that, Agra. People will be paying more attention to us.” Kinara brushed aside Agra's hand.

Agra understands. “Alright, now meet Alisa. Looks like he's been waiting for you.” Agra pointed at Alisa who was being stunned, silent a thousand languages witnessed the closeness of Kinara and Agra.

From a distance, Allen who witnessed the incident could only squeeze firmly on the tip of his shirt and pinched his lips. I don't know what the woman was thinking.

“Allen, you can't just shut up. We should teach the poor girl a lesson.”

“True, Allen. Otherwise Agra will get further away from you.”

Some of his friends also argued, Allen just silent. But it seems pretty obvious that Allen has a sinister plan.

Kinara approached Alisa followed by Agra from behind.

“Alisa, I need your help.” Kinara sat down beside Alisa. “Agra?” Kinara glanced at Agra who was sitting next to her.

“Can I not listen to you? Who knows I can help you.” Agra smile.

Kinara. “Thank you, Agra. But this is my personal business, I hope you can understand.”

Agra fell silent, today too many bad things happened to Kinara. Agra did not want to make Kinara even more miserable.

“Alright, once you get home please let me know. Must, understand?” Agra pushers, emphasizing his voice intonation on the sentence ‘should’.

Kinara just nodded. Kinara took off Agra's jacket and shoved it. “Jacket.”

Agra clucking. “Ckk... Just you. You need it more.”

“I don't need it.” Kinara.

“According, Kinara. You're going with Alisa, aren't you? Alisa's riding a motorbike, in addition to your hair that will be damaged because of the wind your body also needs protection. Wear this jacket.” Agra passed away, go,

Kinara looked at the back of the man who was walking further and further away. He is trying to be a better person, for whom?

Was for the sake of Kinara who had even cheated him out raw. I don't know, Agra just followed her heart and accepted her love destiny.

“It looks like Agra really fell for you, Kinara.” Alisa's sentence broke Kinara's daydream, quickly she turned her eyes away from Agra's back.

“Ah, that's just your feeling, Alisa. You know, no, who I am and who Agra is. We are both like heaven and earth, the difference between us caste is very clear.” Kinara patted Alisa's shoulder.

“So, why did you skip college today?” ask Alisa.

Alisa rolled her glasses. “Motor former?”

“Iya.” Kinara stared inside. “What around here no one sells used motors? I need that bike to go to college and also to find a job. I have to work part-time.” Kinara.

“Oh, okay. Let me take you. Come..” Alisa rose up followed by Kinara.

Both are already on their way to the motorcycle dealer, Alisa riding her motorbike at medium speed. Kinara chose to be a good passenger.

Along the way Kinara explains her reason for skipping college, whenever Kinara tells her how Agra picked her up and about lunch at the warteg, the jacket Agra gave her, and how she was doing it, all of those things refer to one belief in Alisa's heart if Agra really falls for Kinara.

A few moments later.

Alisa pulled her bike over, parked in front of the motorcycle dealer.

The motorcycle dealer's waiter immediately rushed over to welcome Alisa and Kinara while smiling sweetly. “Welcome, can I help you?”

“Tuh.... Buruan.” Alisa elbowed Kinara's hand.

“Iya, patience dong.” Kinara replied to Alisa. “Begini, mbak. I want to buy a used motor.” Kinara timidly said it. The waiter smiled understandingly.

“Mari follow me.”

After a long time of questioning and considering, finally Kinara chose one of the used matic motors in red.

Kinara bought the bike with his savings. Not a penny swiped the money on the card given Dika.

Independent women who do not want to rely on husbands who even consider them enemies, extraordinary women who do not want to be oppressed and will not oppress.

That's Kinara.

The motor can be used directly. Kinara had also bought a helmet, and was now following Alisa to her workplace.

It turns out that in addition to college Alisa also works part-time in one of the mini markets, and happens to be a mini market where Alisa works is in need of servants.

Kinara felt that God always made her way easier, except for one thing. All things related to Dika always end in tears for him.

“Thank you, Alisa. We part here only, I can go home by myself.” Kinara said as soon as both of them came out of the mini market. Starting miggu in front of Kinara can already work in one of the mini markets located not far from campus.

Because her savings were running low, Kinara had to work harder to survive and ease her mother's burden.

“Indeed, you already know the streets around here?” Alisa asked doubtfully.

“Already.” Kinara was obviously lying, but it would be more difficult if Alisa knew where Kinara lived.

“Thank God, then I go home well, Kinara.” Alisa's wearing her helmet. “Be careful on the road, Kinara. Call me when you get home.” Alisa waved her hand.

The two had already exchanged phone numbers, Alisa was really a good girl. He even took pains to convince the store owner if Kinara was a hard worker.

“Daaah..” Kinara returned Alisa's hand.

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