Destiny Love Kinara
The Taste God Sends

“I asked ma .. af, Agra,” said Kinara stamped.

Kinara covered her face with both palms, for a moment Agra was swept away in silence. There was not much Agra could hear, although at that time the parking lot was quite crowded with honks and squeaks from car tires that collided with marble floors.

But Agra's clear voice heard only one, the sound of his mouth being out of breath because his crying caused a heavy breath.

Currently Kinara's long hair was unraveling, falling to the side covering his entire face. Again only his shoulders were seen going up and down.

“You how else, Kinar. I can't control this feeling for you.” Agra pressed down on her chest, Kinara took off a palm-string on her face. He slightly raised his head and looked slowly.

“You were my first love. Let me still love you, if loving someone else's wife is a mistake and a big sin.

Let me alone be the one to receive the reward of God, for God also builds love in my heart so magnificent for you.” Agra looked up his head then looked up at the sky.

The sky was too bright to be indifferent to the suffering of a pair of humans who were trapped in the wrong meeting.

Both want to blame time, why the world revolves when they are in different boats, but their waves are the same. Both at sea, both in a storm of tidal waves, but when they sank and whose ship first sank is only known to God.

“At least I have to make sure you are happy, Kinara,” Agra said slowly.

“I'm sorry, Agra. I can't leave him, he's my husband. The bond between us was witnessed directly by the angels,” he said as he wiped the tears that kept flowing down his cheeks.

“I know, because your father's last message, right? Are you sure your father will be happy when he sees his daughter suffer the pain of overlapping like now?”

“Ak—u.” Kinara squeezed her sling bag. “I don't know, only my father and God know.”

“Ask your heart, Kinara. Is your heart happy too? Is this what your heart wants? If not, then try to give up.” Agra took a deep breath before opening her mouth.

“Being does not mean losing, giving up does not mean weak. Humans have the limit of being able to survive, if you've reached your limit. Don't run too far, don't go, turn around, because there's me. I'm always here. Right behind you to wait for yourself to turn around and run towards me.”

Dear....

Those words of love Agra had no power to say. In the end, the sentence only became the voice of his heart, whether it would be delivered to the owner of the call.

“I ti—dak bi ..”

“Enough, Kinar. I don't need an answer from you, I'm just waiting for you. Wish God would have mercy on me and given me the opportunity to have you.” Agra opened his backpack and took out a bag of groceries and thrust it at Kinara. “Take this.”

“What is this, Agra?” Kinara accepted and immediately opened the grocery bag. “Shirt?” his forehead creased when he saw the contents inside the bag.

The clothes in the bag were the clothes that Kinara had chosen while in the shopping center, but he did not buy them because of the terrible incident.

Agra nodded slowly. “Lain times if he does ... Shit!!” Agra smacked his hand into the backpack, he could not continue the sentence that managed to ignite the emotions inside him.

"If he does his duty as a husband. You can wear these clothes to cover the marks.” Agra got up from his seat. "I've added a few scarves."

“I can't accept this, Agra.” Kinara put the clothes back in the grocery bag.

Kinara was afraid that if Dika found out about this, he would again spill his anger onto Kinara. Making Kinara the target of his anger without caring about Kinara's feelings.

Or even worse than that, making Agra his impingement. Kinara naturally did not want Agra to be injured any more than this.

“Receive, Kinara. If your husband asks you about that outfit, just tell him it's from me. And if he gets mad at you, tell him to come see me" Agra said in a flat voice.

"Tell him not to involve yourself and spill his anger on you, even if he's still a real man!!" Agra raised her voice a little.

When viewed from the scars on Kinara's body, it was clear that Dika had played physically on him.

"Astin't for a man to hurt the woman he loves, unless he's a coward! Also tell your husband if I'm not afraid of him.” Agra get off the chair.

“And another one, Kinara. There's something you need to remember, I don't need an answer from you. No matter you love me or not.” Agra turned to look at Kinara who was still sitting in the corner there.

“You should know, Kinara. God Himself entrusted this feeling of love to me.

If God leaves him, then only He has the right to take him back, not you, your husband, or hundreds of people out there" he said with a bitter smile.

"Let God take it away, either by not being able to have you by my side or until death picks us both up, it can only make me give up on letting you go.” Agra swung his legs taking wide strides to leave Kinara without needing to listen to Kinara's opinion.

Today Kinara survived due to Agra's help, not knowing the following days if she would be so lucky.

Though with the drama of the emotionally draining tears between Kinara and Agra.

***

That afternoon the weather was quite hot, the sun had risen to the top. It has been a week since the incident that shocked all residents of the campus occurred.

This time no one dared to touch Kinara at the tip of a fingernail, even to gossip about her alone they had to think a thousand times.

Wrong, in addition to getting the pleasure of making Kinara as a diatribe, they will face a big problem. Agra could have just taken them off that campus.

Disrespectfully ejected from the Royal campus was catastrophic, it meant the opportunity to work and be part of a well-known company was sealed off.

Kinara and Alisa drove their motorcycles to a mini market where they worked part-time.

Kinara could not reason anymore, already a few days Kinara skipped work on the grounds of illness. He is also not happy with Alisa who is so good, because Alisa who is so persistent in convincing the owner of the mini market to accept Kinara as a part-time worker there.

“Kinara.” Alisa took off her helmet and put it in the rearview mirror. “You look pale, are you sick again? If you're sick, better rest. I can explain to boss.” Alisa walked over to Kinara who had already removed her helmet.

“I'm fine, Lis.” Kinara patted Alisa's arm gently. “Yuk yuk, if it does not work anymore my salary can be cut a lot.”

“I check first.” Alisa pulled Kinara's wrist, then placed the other hand on her friend's forehead to ascertain whether Kinara was really sick or not.

“How?” Kinara ruffled waist.

“Hehehe .. normal,” said Alisa while smiling widely. "But why do you look pale."

“Maybe just tired, Lis. Yaudah, come in, yuk.”

Alisa nodded her head tailing from behind following Kinara's footsteps.

“Gosh I almost forgot.” Alisa is kicking her own forehead.

“I'll have copied the material during your college skip, I forgot to give it to you.”

“Basic.” Kinara lowered Alisa's glasses.

“Stop,” he said holding Kinara's hand. She knew Kinara always wanted Alisa to replace her wide glasses with contact lenses. I don't know, Alisa hasn't thought about it.

“Nih.” Alisa thrust the book while fixing the location of her glasses. “Hopefully help, well.”

Both are in the store.

“Very helpful, you're the best, Alisa.” Kinara hugged Alisa from behind. “Thank you,” cleanly.

“Hmmm ...” Alisa turned her body. “Actually I don't want to interfere in your personal matters, Kinar. But do you and Agra really,” he said interrupted. Alisa fell silent, she could not continue her sentence.

As a friend Alisa is worried about the current state of Kinara, although Alisa also feels Agra has changed a lot.

But that was not enough, Alisa was afraid that the two of them would go too far and would regret later.

It had been almost a week since the incident and Alisa remained silent, until Alisa felt now was the right time to ask Kinara.

After that incident the closeness of Agra and Kinara was still the same as before, as if there had never been a misunderstanding between the two.

Agra did not change, instead the more attention was paid to Kinara. What about Dika? that one human remains the same, going and going home from work without caring about Kinara. Never asked if Kinara was okay or not.

“If it's time, I'll tell you everything, Alisa. You're my best friend, I understand your worries.” Kinara sat his head.

"But trust me, Alisa. I won't surpass my limits as a woman" Kinara smiled faintly.

If what Alisa was worried about was the red marks on her body because of Dika's actions. Alisa shouldn't have done that.

How could serving her own husband be considered overreaching, it was just that these unfortunate circumstances left Kinara and Agra stuck in a difficult situation.

“Alright, I trust you.” Alisa patted Kinara on the shoulder while smiling gently.

“I finish the shelf over there, yeah. You take care of the cashier, remember not to get tired" Alisa said. Kinara nodded, her eyes starting to glaze over.

He immediately turned his face away, lest those happy tears fall in front of Alisa and make her even more worried.

Kinara was very grateful to have Alisa as her friend.

***

Clack....!!

“Helcome,” greet Kinara.

Welcoming the friendly customers who come to the store is the number one rule that is always reminded of their boss.

A short-haired woman by the boat entered the store, her tall body and white skin had made Alisa rub her eyes because of her beauty.

There were not many accessories on her body, she was only wearing a short pink dress below the knees.

Combined with brown high heels, matching the watch and a small belt wrapped around his waist.

Kinara stared fixedly, trying to look deeper into who the woman was.

It was possible that he was a distant acquaintance, because Kinara felt that he had seen the woman.

As ever see, where well, inner Kinara.

The woman walked slowly, going around picking up whatever she needed.

Kinara shifted on the other computer to see the woman on the cctv.

"His face is no stranger, where have I seen it?" Kinara mutters.

It looks like the woman has finished shopping. He walked towards the cashier to pay.

“There's a member card, sis?” asked Kinara politely which was answered by the head-drap and a thin smile by the woman.

There wasn't much he took, just a piece of chocolate bread, mineral water, and potato chips.

“Those are you guys, sis?”

Again the woman shook her head while smiling. This was the rule Kinara had to do, offering as many items as possible in her boss' shop.

Although not infrequently some customers feel uncomfortable when they hear the offer.

I'm sure I've seen it, but where, yeah? inner Kinara.

Currently the woman was wearing sunglasses that were large enough, so her face was completely invisible.

Only a sharp nose and thin lips are clearly visible, but recognizing people can not only from the lips and nose, right?

Unless Kinara had lived for many years with that person.

Perhaps the way he walked was recognizable, but Kinara sure had seen the woman.

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