Destiny Love Kinara
Thank You Amanda

The arrival of Kinara and Ken managed to surprise Mirna. He hugged his eldest son many times.

It had only been a few months of not seeing her mother already making Kinara cry roaring, like a thirsty little child.

Her tears spilled to the point of wetting her mother's shabby negligee. Kinara occasionally used the tip of her mother's veil to wipe away tears. Mirna had to stroke the top of Kinara's head so that her cries subsided a little.

Kinara spilled all the long-buried feelings of longing, longing that gnawed at his heart to an unbearable pain. The longing for a mother who gives birth to her must be hindered by the selfishness of the husband.

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"Because the trip to the city is quite far away and time consuming, it's good Nak Ken just stay here."

Mirna put a plate of fried cassava that is still hot, the cassava was just pulled Mirna from the garden behind her house.

Mirna is deliberately gardening to help their economy, because if you rely on her husband's pension money alone it will not be enough to support her and Amanda.

Amanda's school fees every day just go up, lucky Amanda is also an independent child and rarely bother Mirna.

"That's ... I'm not sure I can do it, Mom." Ken looked down unwell to refuse Mirna's request.

"Loh why? Dika's son will be hassled well if Nak Ken doesn't exist?"

"Over and more so, Mom," said Ken, he glanced at Amanda who was watering some ornamental plants in front of the house.

Kinara catches a suspicious glare from Ken's eyes when she sees Amanda. Ken is in love with Amanda.

Kinara smiled faintly, it didn't matter if Ken and Amanda were in love because she thought Ken was a pretty good person.

"Grad ...." Kinar poured a cup of warm tea and thrust at Ken. "Drink, Ken. Try tasting the cassava." Pushing the cassava plate closer.

Ken's misbehaving, looks like Kinara saw when Ken stole a glance at Amanda.

"Ah, alright, Madam." Grab a glass of tea and sip it slowly.

"Try the cassava, this is directly taken from the back garden, loh."

"Good."

"What you're saying has a point, Ken. You better stay here for the next few days. Regarding permission, I'll talk to Dik ...."

Not finished Kinara finished her sentence Mirna had already patted Kinara's arm.

"Peccarefully speak, Kinara! Can't you call your husband by that name, have you always called him?!" Mirna slightly increased the volume of her voice.

"That's .. not true, Mom." Take a deep breath. "Well, I will contact Mas Dika so that you are allowed to stay overnight until I return" he added, smiling bitterly.

You don't know, Mom. How Dika always calls my name with hate. Will you be disappointed in me? when I said I wanted to separate from, Dika, Inner Kinara.

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Ken was talking at length with Mirna. But still occasionally his eyes look restless when stealing a look at Amanda.

Kinara had been tidying up her clothes for several days, including separating the expensive clothes Dika bought to give to her neighbors.

"Mr ...." Kinara sat on one of the empty benches.

"Yes, why, Kinar?" Turn his body towards Kinar.

Looks like Madam still wants to let go of the miss with her mother, I better go and not interfere with their time, Inner Ken.

“Bu, sorry. May know where is the nearest shopping mall?”

Mirna furrowed her brows, this in the village to arrive at the nearest shopping mall took at least one and a half to two hours. Why would Ken ask that, Mirna thought.

“If you can tell, what do you need to go to the shopping center, Ken?” ask Kinara.

“That, Mistress. Since I didn't plan to stay over I didn't bring much preparation. In the trunk of the car there is only one set of shirts and suits, it feels too formal if I use it here.”

“Oh .. there is a minimarket around here. Shopping mall is pretty far from here, Ken. For clothes and pants, what if my father's clothes are still worth wearing?” Kinara scratched his head, whether the suggestion sounded to lower Ken's self-esteem or not.

"Yes, Son. There are some clothes that are still new, have not been used by his father. Indeed, the clothes of Father Kinar modeled like the 90s, but at least still worth to wear" said Mirna.

“Do you not care if I use it?”

“No, certainly not. Other necessities you can buy at minimarket.” Mirna turned her head around to reveal Amanda's existence. “Manda ...” the thrill from the terrace of the house.

Amanda who was working on math PR gasped as soon as Mirna called her name. He immediately ran small to approach his mother “Iya, Mom. What's up?” He stood in front of Mirna.

“Mas Ken wants to buy something, can you take him to minimarket?” kinara represents her mother.

Amanda nodded. “Can, Brother.” She glanced over the table and her lips smiled when she saw a rubber band lying around, Amanda immediately grabbed it and pinched her hair. “Come, Mas,” he said softly.

Ken blinked a few times, he tried to control himself when he saw the natural beauty Amanda exuded.

Conscious ken! Conscious! You're 25 years old and this little boy is only 16 years old, still too small if you fall for him, avoid him if you don't want to be called a pedophile, inner Ken.

“Lah even daydreamed.” Amanda flicked her hand in front of Ken's face. “So no?”

“Ah, yes. I go first well, Mistress, Mother.” Ken bowed politely to a nod of his head and a smile by Kinara and Mirna.

“Ayo ...” Ken opened the car door and courteously greeted Amanda.

Amanda chuckles at that. “Don't take the car, Mas. Ride a bike only.” Walk up to the bike parked next to the car and pat the seat. “If ride the car bother markirnya only, mending ride the bike easier.” Smilingly.

Ken massaged his temple. He didn't know where to start saying it, should he say he couldn't ride a bike. If it was a bike, Ken could still do it.

“Wait, don't tell me Mas can't ride a bike?” Amanda guessed, but her facial expression was already seen holding back a laugh.

"It's not so ...," said Ken disconnected.

"Why, Manda?" Kinara walked over. "Beat broken?"

"No, Brother." Boost. "It looks like Mas Ken can't ride a bike, my days are gowes. What will people say." Amanda laughs.

Just die, Ken. The first impression alone is embarrassing like this, ah .. I regret why I never learned to ride a bike, inner Ken.

Kinara laughed. "Mas Ken instead can't ride a bike, Manda, just hasn't gotten used to it. Just use the motor." Caressing Amanda's head.

Thank goodness, thank you, ma'am. You've saved my pride, inner Ken.

"Good, Brother." Walk away to get the motor key.

"After this you'll have to learn to ride a bike, Ken." Clap Ken's arm. "Don't be offended when he speaks, cleplos. She's 16, she's never even had a boyfriend."

"Oh, I thought you were falling for my sister. I was wrong, Dad?" Clucking while shaking his head. "I think I can help, it's not so." Turn around and smile.

"No, Mistress. It's not that."

"Isn't that so? Then?" Walk closer. Kinara smiled with satisfaction in her heart. When else can see the nervous Ken like now, usually Ken will look fierce with his words of wisdom.

"Can we not discuss this, Madam? Your sister is walking closer."

Kinara laughed in satisfaction, she nodded and sat back down with her mother.

After Ken and Amanda left, Kinara began a conversation with her mother.

“There's something you want to tell Mom?”

Kinara held both of her hands together, firmly grasping both of her palms. He did not care about the pain, right now he was just thinking about how to convey all the truth about Dika to Mirna.

“Why, Kinar? Just a few months apart from Mom why are you this scared?” Pour warm tea into a glass and thrust it at Kinara. “Drink first, after that you can talk. I'm your mother, Kinar. You never change, you still love you more than you love yourself.

“I .. I don't know where to start, Mom. I'm also afraid Mom will be disappointed in me after hearing everything.” Bending head.

Mirna seemed to take a deep breath. “You just came, it's also late afternoon. What if we go gardening, it can make you feel calmer.”

“Gardening?” Obtained. “But I ...”

“You understand, the thing you want to say to Mom must be very important, right? But you don't seem ready to say it yet, Kinar.” Sipping tea. “Mom will listen to everything if you are ready, believe me.” Smilingly.

“Good, Bu.”

It is also true what Mother said, after all I have not seen the contents of the brown map given by Agra, Inner Kinara.

Meanwhile at the Mansion.

Dika was enjoying a cup of tea in the back garden, suddenly the memory then disturbed his calm. He remembered the last time when he was in this garden with Kinara, he poured a bottle of mineral water over his wife's body until Kinara shivered in the cold.

When he swallowed his saliva, he shook his head many times. He did not know why the feeling of guilt suddenly crawled over his heart, all his evil attitudes and deeds towards Kinara suddenly appeared alternately making him even sadder.

Dika reached into the pants pocket and made a phone call with Ken.

Minimarket Kinara village.

Ken pulled his bike over as soon as he heard the phone ring.

“What's up, Mas?”

“Shortly, Manda. Looks like Young Master wants to talk to me.”

“Young Master? What is Mas Dika?”

“Iya.” Ken nodded, placing his index finger on the lips to keep Amanda from making a sound. Amanda understood, she nodded.

“Good afternoon, Young Master,” greet Ken so connected with Dika.

“You're here, Ken? What about the situation? Did Kinara say a no-no about me?”

Even if the Madam says it, it's not a lie, Ken.

Ken got off the bike, he didn't want Amanda to hear that spicy phrase Dika said.

“Nothing, Young Master. Madam didn't say anything.”

“Good. When are you back?”

“It ... has Madam not contacted you?”

“Not yet ,what's the problem?”

Ken tells about Kinara and his mother who asked Ken to stay overnight until Kinara returned. Lucky Dika allowed that. When Ken wanted to hang up the phone call, Amanda walked over while thrusting her hand gesturing for Ken to give her the phone.

“Young Master, looks like Amanda wants to talk to you.”

“Amanda? Who's Amanda?”

He's your brother-in-law, Young Master. How could you not remember it, Ken.

“She's sister, Mistress.”

There was no answer from Dika, a split minute just heard a puff of breath from across there.

“Give it to him,” Dika's word.

“Hallo Mas Dika, how are you?” ask Amanda from the phone.

“My news is good, Amanda. What about your school?”

“My school is smooth, oh yes, I want to thank you Mas Dika.”

“Thank you, for what?”

Amanda smiled, even though Amanda knew Dika could not see the smile.

“Thank you for treating my brother so well, I hope Mas Dika can be patient with my stubborn brother. Actually my sister was the best woman after my mother, she never let down our family. Thank you for taking care of him.” Amanda sobbed, there was a clear grain that slid free from her eyes. He kept the phone away until the situation improved.

“Mas Dika certainly know if we never use the money on the card, the card that Mas Dika gave. All that is not without reason, because we do not want to trouble you and add burden to you, as long as Mas Dika receives Brother well, giving him a decent life as a wife, she said, that's more than enough. We need nothing more than Big Brother's happiness.”

Amanda handed the phone to Ken, saying Amanda ended her second phone call.

Mansion.

Dika placed the HP on the table with trembling hands, the usually angry eyes turned withered like a flower that was about to die. Amanda's words were like lightning that struck Dika, sick not playing.

He swallowed his saliva, pressing on his chest which suddenly hurt. The shadow of Kinara's face came like a wind that blew without excuse, as Kinara smiled, cried, was in pain, and suffered alternately like she was punishing herself.

Just as his heart felt hollow, he was eager to see Kinara, the wife he had wasted.

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