Destiny Love Kinara
Hey, Amanda

Cars are still driving through the dense city streets. One by one the tall glass-walled buildings began to pass.

The urban hustle and bustle gradually disappeared swallowed by the distance, replaced by a stretch of green rice fields and gardens on the right left of the road, a group of people were joking on the side of the road while enjoying food and drinks.

There are also those who are walking in tandem while guiding a bicycle, their clothes are very dirty with a hat on the head and a hoe on the back of the bike. Some also bring grass for livestock.

How peaceful living in the village, far from the frenetic city life that often makes headaches. It would also be better if Kinara stayed by her mother and sister's side, even though only studying at a regular university at least Kinara's heart was much happier.

The sight managed to seize Kinara's focus, Kinara unceasingly trembled in awe and smiled wryly when he saw the village people passing by.

Ken reduced the speed of his car, he noticed Kinara from the windshield of the car.

Kinara who was staring at the country road with a smile on her lips, Ken could not stop. Ken let Kinara enjoy her time.

“Why, Ken? Are we there yet?” Kinara turned her head and looked around. “Did you forget where my house is?”

“No, Mistress. Not that, I do not feel good to disturb the Madam who is enjoying the scenery. In front is a fork. I do not know the school address of the sister Madam.”

“Gosh.” Kinara frowned. “Sorry I forgot, Ken.” Laughs lightly. “That threesome you turn left, next I will direct.”

“Good.” Ken nodded, he started driving his car at a moderate speed.

“Mistress' sister what is her name and what is her age?”

“You don't know, Ken?”

Ken shakes.

“When you picked me did you not see it?”

Ken shook his head again.

“Hmmm .. It's worth it, I thought you had a chance to meet my sister.”

Ken just laughed.

“Name is Amanda, Ken. He is only 16 years old, still very small. Well even though some people think he's an adult, to me he's still a spoiled little boy.” Kinara.

When Ken comes home to pick up Kinara, Amanda is not home so Ken never meets Amanda.

“She must be as graceful and beautiful as Madam.” Ken's trying to melt the mood.

“No, Ken. You're wrong.”

Ken stroked the corner of his eyebrow.

“She's prettier than me, she's tougher, stronger, and more than you could have imagined, Ken.” Kinara smiled broadly when talking about Amanda. “I'm afraid you'll fall for my sister when you see her.”

“It ... it looks like ...” Ken stroked his neck.

“What looks like? Just so you know, Amanda has an amazing personality. Whoever is the man who can conquer his heart is definitely a very lucky man.”

Ken only laughed lightly at Kinara's words.

Madam alone has amazed me, is there maybe another girl who is more formidable than Madam, well? I don't believe it, Ken.

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The car had stopped in front of Amanda's school at Kinara's direction. Ken immediately pulled over his car and opened the door for Kinara.

The two chose to wait for Amanda outside, sitting in one of the open food carts so Kinara could see if her sister was out. Kinara deliberately didn't tell Amanda in advance if she was going home, this was part of her plan to surprise Amanda.

Kinara stomped her small feet on the cemented ground, evidently bliss on Kinara's face as she impatiently wanted to hold Amanda as proof of how much she missed the straight-haired girl.

Ken glanced and noticed Kinara's mannerisms, occasionally Ken smiled in embarrassment. Kinara was happier meeting her sister than spending her husband's money.

Does the madam have to be that happy? It seems like she misses her sister a lot, I wonder what kind of sister Madam is, is she really more beautiful than Madam? inner Ken.

After waiting for approximately an hour and a serving of siomay had already landed in the stomachs of Kinara and Ken, several students started running out of the school gates.

It seems like it's school time. Kinara sumringah, her eyes began to tear up imagining what Amanda would react when she saw him at school.

A white girl with a charming face waved at one of her friends who left first, the girl was Amanda.

He was guiding his front-basket bike, his flagship bike to go to school. The distance from school and home is not too far, which is why Amanda prefers to ride a bike rather than ride public transportation.

Amanda walked over, her ponytail-like hair swinging left and right as she walked. The shabby bag stuck perfectly on his shoulder.

“Mrs is that Amanda?” Ken pointed at Amanda.

“Iya, that's my sister.” Kinara nodded. “See, from a distance alone she is very beautiful,” said Kinara proudly.

“Then why is Madam still silent here?” Ken got up from his seat and intended to approach Amanda. “Let's meet Amanda, Madam must miss her a lot, right?”

“Wait a minute, Ken.” Kinara squinted her eyes to make sure what she saw was true or not. “I saw something strange on his bike.”

Ken stared intently at the bicycle Amanda was pushing. “What's weird, Madam? I don't think there's anything weird, it's just a regular bike. Like a female bicycle in general.”

“Please note the front of his bike, Ken.” Pointing bicycle basket.

“Yes, there's a pile of plastic and a food box inside that basket. Can you see it, Ken?”

“Iya, I saw it. I'm sorry, ma'am, but I still don't understand what you mean.” Ken chose to sit down again next to Kinara.

“Wait a few more minutes, Ken.” Kinara lowered her head. “If my guess is right, someone should have come.”

Ken according to him waited for a few minutes like what Kinara said. Amanda is also seen stopping, parking her bike under a shady tree while she massages her little calves.

Five minutes later, a middle-aged mother approached Amanda and handed Amanda a food box. The same food box as the one in the front basket of his bike. Amanda smiled and stroked her chest, receiving the money she had put in the ice plastic. The amount is not much, only seen a roll of money two thousand and a few coins.

The woman left, Amanda immediately tied the box containing the fritters on the back of her bike, there may be five fritters left.

Ken could not hear what the two men were talking about, but when viewed from the situation it was clear that the mothers handed over the money from the sale entrusted Amanda. Maybe she's the cafeteria's mother.

“Mrs ... whether ...” Ken looked at Kinara and Amanda in turn. He could not continue his sentence, fearing it would add to the wound in Kinara's heart.he could already guess Amanda's own situation without needing to ask.

Kinara lowered her head, her shoulders rising up and down in a rhythm as falling tears trickled down. Kinara. “She sells fried foods, Ken. Has my family been short of money until my sister has to sell?”

“Mistress, do I have to approach Madam's sister? Looks like he'll be leaving soon,” said Ken.

“No, no. I don't want him to see me like this. Amanda sells fried foods, how could my little girl have to bother selling. God ... What kind of fate did you give my family? Is it not enough that I suffer?” Kinara covered her face with both palms. The crying became more. “I've given the card without limit to mom, why their life is still like this. I sold my happiness, they should be happy, right?”

Kinara turned her head, looking at Ken with watery eyes. Both of his cheeks were wet with tears spilling without excuse, Ken turned his face helplessly at Kinara. “Say, Ken! Did my mother never use the card Dika gave her? Supposedly every month the report of the use of the card can be known, right?”

Ken was silent for a while.

“My answer, Ken!” Kinara shouted, some people had to pay attention to the two.

“Yes, you're right, ma'am. I never used a dime of the money that was in that card.” Ken's down inside.

“Why did you just say it now, Ken?! I took pains to survive the money I made myself to avoid using that damned human money, but at least my mother didn't have to do the same.”

“I'm sorry, Madam. I think Madam knows it.”

“You think where do I know this? After I got married, this was my first time coming home. After marriage I was forbidden to contact my own mother without Dika's consent, then where can I know about this, Ken?!”

“I ...” Ken circled his eyes, there was no longer any Amanda around. Ken got up from the chair. “Mrs, where is your sister?” ask Ken to panic. “You can scold me all out, but is it okay after I find your sister?”

“Supposed him to that direction.” Designating. “I'll wipe my tears first then meet him.”

“Good.” Ken hurried his pace, looking left and right. He walked far enough away until he saw Amanda sitting on the sidewalk sucking up his cane ice.

Ken approached Amanda with a gasp of breath. “At last I found you, Amanda.”

“Si ... who are you?” Amanda was surprised, she got up and looked around.

There's a lot of people here, if this guy's a criminal he shouldn't have done anything desperate, right? inner Amanda.

“Hay, relax. You're Amanda, right?”

“Yes, I'm Amanda. A ... what is necessary, well?” Amanda rewinds her body a few steps to avoid Ken.

“I, Ken.” Ken stretched out his hand, he watched amanda closely. Looking from top to bottom. Teenagers who should be playing with their friends prefer to help the family economy. Isn't that a wonderful thing? It seemed that what Kinara said was a fact.

“Emmm ...” Amanda chose to be quiet, she did not respond to what Ken said let alone shake his hand.

“Not to be afraid, Manda. Have you never heard my name?”

Who the hell is this guy, how can I not be afraid if you suddenly come like that, like to spend my money, Amanda's mind.

“Kenendra,” says Ken.

Kenendra's? Who's Kenendra? I don't know, wait Mom ever mention if Mas Dika's assistant named Kenendra, is it possible ? inner Amanda.

“Are you personal assistant Mas Dika?” ask Amanda for doubt.

“Yes, you finally remember me, Amanda.” Ken smiled thinly.

After explaining everything to Amanda, Ken and Amanda go to Kinara. Kinara did not ask much about Amanda selling fried foods, Kinara memorized Amanda's nature. He didn't want to make Amanda sad.

Eventually Kinara and Amanda return home with Ken's car. Amanda's bike was placed on top of the car. Whether the car would be damaged or not, Kinara did not care.

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