Destiny Love Kinara
The Arrival of the Mother-in-Law

“Bu ...,” said Kinara gently, “What has Kinar ever made Mom and Dad disappointed?”

“Well, why suddenly ask like that, Kinar? You and Amanda are the proud children of Mom, you two never let Mom down. What's wrong?”

Kinara squeezed the end of the brown map tightly, hesitating to hand the map to her mother.

“Why, Kinara?” Gently caressing the back of Kinara's hand.

“What is the content in the brown map that makes you this fun?” ask Mirna. Kinara nodded

“Alright, I'll have a serious talk with you. Raise your head and look at Mother.”

Kinara shook her head, a clear feather fell and emptied into the back of her hand. How could Kinara be able to stare into those shady eyes, after telling all the truth would Mirna's shady eyes turn into a fiery rage at him?

Kinara could receive all the torment from Dika, but not with the anger or sadness of her mother. Those two forbidden things should not happen, otherwise his life would suffer greatly.

“Kinar, see Mother. I'm your Mom, I know your marriage and Dika's not doing well, son.”

Deg... Kinara's heartbeat pumps faster, his wet eyes are rounded. Mirna's words made Kinara look up at her head. Could it be that someone else knew it all and told his mother first? Is he late? Think Kinara.

“Where can you know this?”

“Son, I am your mother, the woman who was pregnant with you for nine months. Raising and taking care of you, how could you not know. You left as a wife, but never returned as a child.” Mirna took a deep breath.

“Five months you've been gone, but never once have you contacted your mother.” Mirna's eyes glazed over, but the crystal grains didn't go down either, pooling there exerted her incredible heart strength.

“There was a time when I couldn't help but feel homesick for you, I ventured to call Ken and ask to talk to you. Just wanted to ask if you eat well? Sleep on a regular basis? Just want to know how you're doing. But not once the call can be connected to you, is not it from here that I can guess if something is wrong with your marriage?”

Kinara twisted her body, staring fixedly at her mother's face. There was no anger there, no disappointment either. There's only shade.

Kinara got up, moved forward and rested at his mother's feet. Kinara's head rested on her mother's lap while Mirna's hand began to move around stroking Kinara's head.

“A daughter who left her parents' house as a wife, then her mother has no right to interfere. But Mother still remains your Mother, who is happier when her daughter is happy, and who is more hurt when her daughter is also hurt.”

“Bu, I'm sorry. I've failed to keep Dad's mandate, Mom. I am no longer strong, by God I can no longer live with it. I can't continue the trust Dad gave me, ma .. I'm sorry, Mom.” Kinara. Her tears spilled, bubbling on Mirna's negligee. His breathing began to wail, his sturdy shoulder rose and fell in his mother's lap.

“Wake, Kinara. Sit down and say the obvious.” Grip Kinara's hand until she got up and sat down in the chair next to her. “What do you want to end? Your wedding?”

Kinara nodded, her throat choked until the sentence ‘Iya’ alone can not be said, only tears that bear witness to the seriousness of his speech.

Mirna looked up at the sky. “Kinara, marriage is like a journey. Not always smooth, not always good, sometimes we pass through the intersection, step on sharp pebbles, there are climbs and derivatives. All of that is a phase to mature you as a couple.”

Kinara sobbed, she bowed her head inside. His hands were squeezing each other. His feet felt stiff, even moving was difficult.

“But what you need to know, in the household is also called Baiti Jannati. Home is heaven for married couples, Kinara. Marriage is to seek the pleasure of Allah, how will Allah be pleased if you are unhappy with your marriage, if you do not find heaven in your house. You only have two choices, make that heaven or take that hell off.”

Kinara grabbed the map and intended to thrust it at her mother. “No need kinara, if it is your husband's disgrace. Never show it to anyone, including your mother. Your husband's aunt is an honor to you, once you dismantle it then you're tarnishing your own honor. I don't need to know what your reason is, I don't want to hate your husband. Keep a meeting of what you want to show Mom, but I'll respect your decision. If the thorn you're holding hurts you, you can let it go. Which mother is willing to see her child unhappy.”

“But, Mom, this is Dad.”

“Will your father be happy if he knows your life is also unlucky, Kinar?”

“I ..”

“God hates divorce, but doesn't forbid it. Home should give you love and peace, not the other way around. I am not in favor, nor is it forbidden. All decisions are in your hands, confer with God. I hope whatever decision you make, it's the best for you.

Deg ...! the words Mirna spoke why sounded the same as Agra said. Is this also a clue? At first Kinara's heart hesitated, at least when he heard his mother's words he would not be confused anymore in choosing.

***

The holidays are over, three days seem to pass so quickly. Like the first time she separated from Mirna, Kinara still cried bitterly in the warm embrace of her mother. It seemed like this time not only was Kinara not willing to leave the village, but Ken was also feeling that way.

Amanda also ushered in Kinara's departure with a stifled smile, however her longing for her sister has not been fully treated. Kinara had already banned Amanda from selling, but Amanda refused it for reasons not wanting to trouble Dika.

Had Amanda known how Dika treated Kinara, perhaps her reaction would not have been the same.

The car had already driven into the city streets, for the umpteenth time Kinara saw the tall buildings again. In the end the brown map he never showed to his mother, it was better than Mirna feeling pain manifold when looking at the evidence. At least Kinara's goal had been achieved without the need to make her mother feel guilty.

Meanwhile at the four-afternoon Mansion.

A black-colored sedan car stopped right in front of the entrance of the mansion. From the car down came Marta by pulling the suitcase in her right hand and carrying an expensive bag in her left hand.

“Kinara ...!"

“Dika ...!"

Where the hell are these people, don't you know that I miss them so much. Were they making grandchildren for me, Marta laughed in her heart.

Marta put the suitcase in the living room, she opened her sunglasses and put it over her head. Even though Marta is old, she still looks beautiful and fresh. “Baby, where are you ...?! Mama brought a lot of souvenirs for her beloved daughter-in-law, where is Kinara? Hissh ... is where they are.”

Not getting an answer from either Dika or Kinara, he walked over to the living room. Maybe they are enjoying time as husband and wife who love each other. Thought Marta.

“Mama ...!” Suddenly hugged Martha.

Marta was surprised instead of playing, her eyes perfectly rounded with a gaping mouth. Marta shook her head to wake herself up.

“Wait .. wait a minute.” Letting go of Carissa's embrace.

“Why, Mah?” Frown.

“Shortly, Mamah will sit down first.”Walk near the chair and sit down. “Abi Ane , Get me a drink...”

Before long Aunt Ane had come with a tray filled with a glass of mineral water. Marta stared at Carissa who was sitting in front of her with a smile, Marta looks anxious while massaging the base of the nose and reaching for the glass and sipping the contents until it runs out.

“Mamah just got home, well?” tanya Carissa started the conversation.

“Iya, where's Dika , Rissa?” Spreading views.

That one kid, what exactly happened? Where's my son-in-law? marta's Inner.

“Oh, Mamah must have missed Dika so much, well?”

Can you just answer my question, Carissa, inner Marta.

“Yes, Mamah misses him. Now where's the kid?” Clenching hands.

“When taking a shower, Mah.”

Nice, Son. You take a shower, just look. If you go too far with Kinara, Marta's inner.

Suddenly, Marta's head felt heavy. “So since when did you come back from England? Why not contact Mamah?”

“Pretty long, Mah. Actually I wanted to contact Mamah, but Dika always forbid. Dika says Mamah is in Germany taking care of some important work, can not be disturbed.”

“Yes, you're right. What ...” Marta shifted her body, just sitting down felt uncomfortable. “Do you guys sleep in sa ... one room?”

“No, Mah. I could dare to do that.”

“Ah, good,” murmur, “You must be sleeping in the guest room?”

“No, Mah. I slept in the main room, Dika slept in the other room.” Smiling gently.

“A .. What do you mean master room?”

“Yes, is there a problem, Mah? Mom looks pale, is Mamah sick.” Get up from the chair.

“No, Mamah is fine. You stay seated there.”

“Good.”

What does it mean to sleep in the main room? Where did Kinara sleep? Did Dika and Kinara not sleep in one room? is their marriage not okay as I thought all along, Marta's inner.

There were many questions that plagued Marta, all of which could only be answered by two suspects, the child and his son-in-law.

“Oh yes I have already told both my parents if I will soon marry Dika, Mah.”

Marta. “Married?!" Marta wakes up screaming loudly, Carissa is surprised, she rewinds her body to see Marta's reaction.

“No, it can't happen.” Shaking while holding his forehead. “Ok, Mom wants to ask. You ... Do you know a girl named Kinara?”

“Oh ...” Carissa nodded. “Of course I know, Mah. Kinara's Ken's girlfriend, right? But Kinara is coming home, Mah.”

God, what else is this. Kinara, Ken's girlfriend? What are you guys hiding? Inner Marta.

“Today Kinara slept where?”

“In that last washroom, the former music warehouse. Actually I also mind why Kinara should sleep in that room, the room was smaller than the bathroom ...”

Nyinggg ...! Marta's head was very heavy, she held the arm of the sofa, massaging her head roughly. When tears fell from Marta's cheeks, she turned her face away and hid it from Carissa.

“I pulaaaang ..” Suddenly Kinara came and was already in the living room. “Mama ..” As the garden he brought from the village fell, Kinara shut his mouth. “Mamah ..” lirihnya restrained.

Seriate....

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