Destiny Love Kinara
Carissa's Grief

It had been two days since Carissa's arrival at Dika's mansion.

Well, as Dika had promised, Carissa occupied the main room. The largest room among all the rooms in the mansion, the core part of the mansion.

Just like his own presence, which became the core in Dika's life.

At first Kinara thought Dika and Carissa would sleep in one room, but it was not that bad because Carissa was also a good woman who still held the norms of Religion.

Instead of sleeping in the main room, Dika chose to sleep in the guest room, and Kinara stayed asleep in her small room. It was also his status as Ken's ex-lover and lived in the mansion because of Ken's compassion. How ironic.

Of course it was just an excuse that Ken made up and with Dika's approval, Dika initially insisted on wanting Kinara to contract only. However Ken did not have a cruel heart like his master.

Finally after the persuasion event persuaded it to be Kinara stay in the mansion.

Since the arrival of Carissa in the Kinara mansion always leave for college early in the morning and go home late at night.

About the evidence Agra asked for did not mean Kinara had forgotten about it, she was just not ready to meet one table with Carissa and Dika.

However, it seems like this morning Kinara was out of luck because she woke up bad luck. Inevitably he had to meet with Carissa and Dika. Whether it is in the family room, living room, front garden of the house, or even a dining table.

Maybe God is tired of Kinara's escape, at least Kinara should be ready to face a situation like this.

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Dining table.

“So for a while Kinara will stay in your mansion, dear?” Carissa poured the milk into a glass and thrust it at Dika.

“Yes, because he's in college. And it just so happens that the campus is near here. Ken could not bear if Kinara had to contract.” Receiving the glass followed by a smile.

“You want bread, baby?” ask Carissa.

“Hmm .. can.”

Carissa grabbed a piece of bread and applied Dika's favorite peanut butter. “Nih, what's your irregular eating, dear? Looks like you're curusan.” Giving bread that has been smeared with jam.

“Entahlah ...” Shrugging her shoulders made Carissa smile.

"But why did Ken break up with Kinara?" Carissa took a sip of her man-made mango juice. "Isn't Kinara really pretty? And again, Kinara is also very good."

"That's just your guess, Rissa."

Rissa is the affectionate call Dika gave to Carissa.

"My guess?" Carissa scrunched her forehead.

"Yes, Kinara is not as good as you think."

"That's impossible." Carissa was chin-backed, her gaze immediately towards Dika. Carissa did not understand why Dika seemed to dislike Kinara.

"Why do you see me like that." Dika changed his sitting position, slightly moving irregularly to eliminate the feeling of anxiety. "What I'm saying is reality, Rissa. You can't see someone from the outside, just from the outside" he added.

"But .. somehow I feel Kinara is a good woman, well."

"He's not that good, can you stop talking about other people when you're with me?"

"Duh possessive." Carissa pinched anxious cheek Dika. "Well, I'll stop talking about other people. Just about us, hmm ... Iaaang .. when do we talk about our marriage with Papah and Mamah?" ask Carissa.

Kinara swallowed her saliva, she was there. Behind the two of them who are combining romance, releasing long-buried longs.

Kinara heard everything, how Dika was struggling to denigrate himself in front of Carissa.

Unknowingly tears welled up in Kinara's eye patch, the clear feather slid down and ended up on the back of her hand. Quickly Kinara removed the rough trace of pain, she did not want anyone to see her weak self.

Kinara squeezed strong noodle instances which became the mainstay menu when Kinara was not paid. Intentions he wanted to cook in the kitchen, but he chose to put the instant noodles that had been half destroyed in the bag.

Kinara twisted her footstool. "Why am I here? Watching their intimacy?" muttered.

As Kinara prepared to leave, Agra's shadow flashed like a cool wind during a long drought. She was not alone, there was Agra who was also struggling.

Both are equally struggling, although not in the same place, but certainly their goals are the same.

Kinara reached into the front of the bag and grabbed Agra's mobile phone, while his cellphone was still seized by Agra. He turned his body, set the sound and light and then directed the HP towards the dining table, where Dika and Carissa were mingling.

Kinara captured several photos and videos. When Dika stroked Carissa's cheek, even when Carissa grasped Dika's hand. He took a deep breath, storing the HP back into the bag. Kinara hoped this little evidence could help Agra.

Kinara trained her lips, her face made as calm as possible. He walked closer, the distance of the kitchen and dining table was not too far. If you want to go to the kitchen at least Kinara must pass the dining table first.

"Good morning ...." Kinara walked over, a smile expanding on her lips.

“Good morning, Kinara. I haven't seen you in two days, and today you're beautiful. Come.” Carissa waved her hand for Kinara to approach. “We have breakfast together, you haven't eaten yet?”

“Ah, no need, Carissa. Me ...” Kinara opened her sling bag and saw that instant noodles were loosened inside the bag. “I have breakfast on campus only.”

Then buy rice just sit, deh, inward Kinara.

“What the heck, Kinara.” Carissa got up from the chair and walked over to Kinara. “Why it's still so awkward, come on. Consider me your friend, how old are you?” Pulling Kinara's hand.

“21 years,” Kinara replied.

“Good, I'm also only 22 years old. Our age is not much different, we should be good friends.” Carissa pulled one of the chairs and nodded her head. “Sit.”

“No, really I have breakfast on campus only. Looks like I'm late.” Kinara raised her hand as if she was really going to be late.

“Don't lie to me, Kinara. You think I can be lied to easily?” Carissa pulled Kinara's hand and made sure Kinara sat down, then she sat down next to Kinara.

“You like bread?” ask Carissa while pointing at some fresh bread.

Dika smiled faintly at Kinara's answer, since marriage this is the first time Dika and Kinara sit together at a dining table.

Not much is known about Kinara, what is her favorite food? How much to eat?Or, what time does Kinara usually eat.

Dika did not know that, except about the cow-eye eggs that Kinara hated. Dika accidentally heard it when Kinara talked to Aunt Ane.

The rest, he doesn't know anything. He was completely blind about Kinara. They are like husband and wife who live under one roof, but have no interest in getting to know each other.

“You're right, I don't like bread either. I wonder why Dika really likes bread with peanut butter.”

That's why I don't like bread, I don't like what your lover likes. Except for you, Carissa. At least I like the goodness of your heart, Inner Kinara.

“You want fried rice?” Carissa grabbed one of the empty plates.

“No need to bother, Carissa. Me ... let me take.” Kinara reached out her hand asking Carissa to stop scooping the fried rice.

“It's okay, Kinara.” Carissa smiled faintly. “Eat a lot.” He placed a plate full of fried rice including a beef-eye egg on it.

“It's too much.” Kinara reduced the portion of fried rice that Carissa took, also put back her cow's eye eggs.

“Loh, why are the eggs returned again? You're allergic to eggs?” Carissa scrunched her forehead.

"That's .. I."

How do I say it? It's funny if I say I don't like cow's eye eggs, Inner Kinara.

“She doesn't like cow's eye eggs, except omelet.” Dika subconsciously answered Carissa's question which made Carissa turn her head and stared questioningly.

Capturing Carissa's suspicious expression Kinara immediately thought to end this tension. “Ken ...," said Kinara suddenly, Carissa turned her eyes to Kinara.

"Ken?" Carissa scrunched her forehead.

"Yes, Ken said that to Dika. That's why Dika can tell that I don't like cow's eye eggs.”

“Oh ...” Carissa mangosteen, she again scooped the fried rice that was in front of her.

Thank God, how did he know about that cow's eye egg anyway? Could it be from aunt Ane? inner Kinara.

“Nona, here's the cure.” Aunt Ane walked over while handing Carissa some bottles of medicine.

“Thank you aunt Ane.” Carissa grabbed the medicine bottle and placed one by one on the table.

Kinara glanced in a deep glance, one, two, three, she counted how many bottles of medicine Carissa should take. If not mistaken see at least six different bottles.

“Ah, I'm tired of taking medicine.”Carissa pressed her lips. “Can I stop one day only, dear. I don't want to take medicine.” Carissa stroked the soft back of Dika's hand.

Uhuk ... uhuk ...

Seeing that sight Kinara choked. His throat was like it could not be compromised, it was hard to swallow the stifled fried rice.

Carissa hurriedly poured water into a glass and thrust it at Kinara. “Drink, why choke so? You don't need to rush, just slowly eat it.”

Kinara simply smiled as she grabbed Carissa's glass, sipping slowly until the fried rice was completely swallowed.

“Are you surprised to see these damned bottles.” Carissa raised a few bottles of medicine, Kinara shook her head quickly.

"No, it's not that. I was in a hurry to choke. It really has nothing to do with the bottle" Kinara said.

"Do you know, Kinara? These medications have been reduced by half.”

Kinara rounded her eyes hearing the sentence Carissa said.

“Before I went to England, the medicine I took could be double this.” Carissa smiled bitterly as she stared at the medicine bottle. “Me and medicine are like brothers, Kinara.”

“I'm sorry, Carissa. I didn't mean it that way.” Kinara lowered her head.

“It's okay, Kinara. This is part of God's destiny, I must accept it with grace. And you need to remember, I don't like being pitied.” Carissa laughed a little.

"You're lucky, Kinara. Your life looks more perfect than mine." Carissa lowered her head.

I'm as unlucky as you are, Carissa. Imprisoned in a hell-like home, hated by my own husband, betrayed, beaten, humiliated, even to get away from it I had to ask for help from another otang, Inner Kinara.

"My life is just as unlucky, Carissa." Kinara glanced at Dika. "Everyone's destiny is different, his suffering is not the same. But believe me, it's suffering that will make us stronger." Kinara clasped Carissa's hand tightly. "God doesn't sleep, be patient, Carissa. Caterpillars also have to go through a very difficult time and take a long time to turn into beautiful butterflies. Who can fly free and see that the world is so beautiful." Kinara smiled.

Carissa turned her face away, her eyes began to tear up. His breath began to sting. Kinara twisted her body, clutching Carissa's body in her arms.

"It's okay, Carissa." Kinara patted Carissa's back gently. "Sometimes we need to cry, cry if it makes you calmer."

Carissa is getting sobbing, not dikelukan Dika but dipelukan Kinara.

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