Destiny Love Kinara
Kinara Self - Price

“Kinara ...”.

Some people are still clustered while holding a thin rectangular object with cameras on to capture the events they will post on social media. Spiced up various kinds of exaggerated judgment sentences as if they themselves were the truest and most knowledgeable.

“Nathan!” Agra gripped the strong iron barrier of clothing.

“Iya, young master.”

A man called Nathan began to approach,

he's no less handsome than Agra.

Nathan was already standing in front of Agra. He is Agra's assistant and confidant.

“Urus everyone who recorded and photographed the incident earlier, do not let a single image circulating. I will not let Kinara's good name be tarnished,

compensate them for deleting the photos,"

Agra ruled while Nathan nodded in understanding.

“And if they act a lot, use rough ways, whatever it is don't let a single photo get away. Understood, Nath?!” Agra emphasized the last sentence to be a warning to Nathan.

“Good, young master.” As quickly as that Nathan had already ordered his subordinates to take care of the few people who took pictures.

It was not a difficult thing for Agra to do that, moreover, he was one of the biggest shareholders in the shopping center.

A few moments later.

“Lady.” Nathan bowed politely, he walked into the VVIP waiting room after making sure all the problems were resolved.

"How's it?" Agra was leaning his body on the back of the sofa with a dim light.

He did not want Nathan to see how messy his current appearance was.

"It's all done, young master," Nathan said.

"Good, you can get a bonus for that, Nath." Agra placed both of her palms on her face and ruffled her hair.

"No need, young master. That's my job" Nathan said, bowing half his body.

"Thank you, Nath. If you don't have anything to say anymore, you can get out now" Agra said.

“There, young master. That man is, the young master of the Mahendra family. She is Dika Mahendra.”

“Where do you know, Nath?”

“I have met him, young master, had met several times when our company signed a cooperation agreement.”

“She's married, Nath?”

“I know not yet, young master," replied Nathan.

“Then the woman next to him?”

“About that I don't know, young master. For sure there is no news about the wedding of Mr. Dika Mahendra.” Nathan continues.

Then are you really that kind of woman Kinara? inner Agra.

“If not his wife, could it be.” Nathan hesitated, Agra threw a murderous gaze as Nathan lowered his head.

Although the place was minimal in light, but Agra's eyes were very clear.

“I'm sorry, young master.” Realizing his mistake Nathan apologized immediately. He did not want Agra's mood to get chaotic.

“Gather all data about Mahendra family.” Dika tightened his two fingers.

Nathan just nodded, he didn't want to mispronounce anymore.

It seemed that this woman had a different position in Agra's heart. Not like his ex-girlfriend, who was like a person all the while. Just letting go of fatigue and forgetting each other.

“Especially investigate the woman. Her name is Kinara Amalia.”

I believe in you, Kinara. I see sincerity in your eyes, a woman like you can't climb on a man's bed just because of the sparkle of gold and jewels. At least I have to finish my faith in you, Inner Agra.

“If by tomorrow morning you haven't gotten all their data, give your resignation letter, Nath. Work from now on and complete your task, do not disappoint me.”

“Good, young master.” Nathan isn't sure if he can break through Dika Mahendra's security system, finding secret information on a large family like Dika is no easy feat.

“Wait.”

Nathan lifted up his body. "What's up, young master?"

“Buy all the clothes that had been selected by Kinara," he murmured.

Kinara's? Ah that girl, Nathan's inner.

Nathan understood, he bowed and walked out of the room. She immediately approached SPG and asked him to wrap all the clothes Kinara had touched.

"It's done, young master." Nathan walked into the waiting room with two bags of groceries.

"Bring here."

Nathan understood, he immediately approached and handed the bag over. Agra immediately opened it, all the models of clothes in the bag were long-sleeved shirts and covered necks.

You want to cover the marks, Kinara? That former lacquer, Inner Agra.

***

🍃Mansion Dika🍃

“Welcome, young master. Welcome, lady.” Some servants were lined up neatly as soon as they found out Dika's car entered the main gate. Including Budi sir and Aunt Ane.

Kinara nodded slowly accompanied by a faint smile on her lips, she was trying to neutralize her feelings. This was not the fault of those servants, no matter how angry Kinara was, he still had to be in a proper corridor.

Not involving others in her personal matters was Kinara's principle of life.

While the man next to her was none other than her husband.

Dika's face is like a laundry that has not dried. Tangled and looks annoying, making the greeting does not dare to just look at him.

What happened to the young master? Did they fight? Why is his face so tangled?

Maybe it was like that as big as the question that was swirling in all of their heads. Whatever, Kinara did not care, which she obviously tried to be friendly.

“Log into your room! I don't want to argue anymore!”

After saying that Dika left Kinara just like that, she stepped up one by one the stairs with an indecipherable facial expression.

And Kinara did not care about that, without even being told she did not want to argue with Dika either.

Kinara wanted to immediately go inside the room and hide behind her thick blanket, curled back up as usual. The poor caterpillar.

In fact, all the expectations that hang high are plunged to the bottom. The self-esteem that he had built up in such a way shattered without a trace.

Like dust blown by the wind, it went nowhere along with the direction the wind blew.

Dika destroyed everything, if Dika said that she was a wife. At least Kinara still had a glimmer of confidence when meeting Agra, but now? Never mind, it's over.

Brak ...!!

Kinara slammed roughly the door leaf of her room.

He didn't care if his room was destroyed though.

Kinara directly threw her body on the mattress, for a moment she sobbed. His voice was muffled by the pillow, but his heart felt an immense pain.

Until slowly his eyes began to close and he fell asleep in time quickly.

Seriate...

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