Destiny Love Kinara
Feel Your Worshipping

The night is coming, the time is now nine o'clock. However, the two pitch-black eyeballs, like the dark ocean floor were still awake.

Not in front of a pile of files to sign or in front of a computer screen that lights up to check the employee's employment report. Wasn't it! Those regretful eyes still lit up under the dim light in the back garden.

Dika was sitting in a long chair in the back garden, not far from where he was sitting there was once a kind girl who he flush with a bottle of water when both eyes were tightly closed due to exhaustion. With his arrogance Dika watering in the middle of the cold air that began to ambush.

Dika let out a long sigh, his legs straight forward with the ends crossed, his arms folded in the chest. There was nothing he did, just silent as he looked at the fish pond overgrown with lotus flowers that began to bloom.

Maybe at that time you were seeing how beautiful the lotus flowers were blooming, but why now I see the flower like a sharp thorn that can hurt me. Kinara .. I'm sorry, Dika's inner.

The night is getting darker, the time has shown ten o'clock at night. But Dika's body fluttered in the long chair, not moving even a little, only the sound of his heavy breathing and tightness.

The wind began to blow increasingly firmer, the fine fur on the surface of the white skin Dika began to stand up indicating if the cold began to ambush him.

The rustling of the leaves made the night feel even quieter, Dika rubbed his arms to warm himself. Suddenly, his hand stopped. He got up, walked away from the long chair that a while ago had ditched him in a hayal.

Dika walked to a corner of the park, pulled one of the chairs and placed it next to the display chair. His eyes turned around looking for the bottle of mineral water he had prepared. As soon as the bottle was in his hands, he sat down, unscrewed the bottle and splashed himself with a bottle of water. The water flowed, starting from the top of the head, seeping up to his body and legs.

Does it feel this cold, Kinara? Did you shiver in the cold like me that day? I'm sorry, Kinara, Inner Dika.

Before how long Dika's body began to tremble, a chill gradually came and tore her apart. He rubbed his hands a few times, but the water quickly seeped in his beloved clothes and already made him shiver with cold.

Dika then walked away from the park with a half-wet body. Ken who had been standing at the back door was surprised not to play when he saw Dika enter in a wet state.

Ken immediately took off the black suit he had given and thrust it at Dika. “Young Master, put on my suit. Why can you get wet like this?”

Ken raised his head and looked around the back garden from the wide open door, just in case it was raining outside. Nihil, Ken found nothing, not a drop of water dropped by the sky, after all tonight the sky looks quite bright and according to the weather forecast today will not rain.

Ken rushed over to Dika. “Master, do I need to call a doctor? I'm afraid Young Master is sick.”

Silence, not saying a word. He continued to walk up the stairs, the floor he was treading until it was imprinted because of the water droplets coming from his body.

Young Master, please don't scare me. It's only the fifth day the Madam left the mansion, not even a week yet, but why the Young Master's crush is getting more and more alarming, Inner Ken.

Ken kept following Dika's steps from behind, he had already brought the blanket and towel given by the waiter.

This time Dika stopped in front of the door of his room, staring inside the door. Ken thought his master was going to go into the room and rush to the bath.

But Ken was wrong, Dika actually chose to sit in front of his own room, his body leaning against the wall, bending and hugging both legs. Slowly his head began to descend and rest on both of his leg shells.

You fell asleep then, didn't you? in wet clothes like this you spent your long night in front of my room. I'm sorry, Kinara, Inner Dika.

Ken scrunched his forehead with his mouth slightly open, occasionally Ken massaged the base of his nose for not knowing what to do. Ken slowly pulled out the phone, turned off the sound and light and recorded Dika sitting like a statue in a sad state.

“Tu ... Young Master, your body is wet, I will prepare warm water to cleanse your body. After that I will call the doctor, I am afraid that Young Master will fall ill if not immediately change clothes.” Ken walked over, he ventured to sit beside Dika. There was a distance of a few cent between them.

“Mu Mr ...Young man, please, stop torturing yourself. I think the thing that Young Master is doing right now is of no use,” said Ken slowly.

Hearing Ken's words, Dika immediately raised his head. “How long?” ask Dika with a complicated face. Ken could not interpret the expression on his master's face.

Ken opened his eyes, not understanding Dika's question.

“A .. what's the length, Young Master?” Ken asked back in a disjointed voice.

“How long will my clothes dry by itself, if I don't shower and don't replace it.”

Ken massaged his forehead, doing more intensely. Looks like Ken needs a headache reliever. Ken began to understand, he could see the common thread of all Dika's strange behavior lately.

It seemed that Dika was re-enacting the scene where she doused water on Kinara's body and let Kinara fall asleep in front of her room until Kinara's clothes dried.

Ken secretly took out his phone and made a phone call with Kinara and placed the phone next to him.

🍃Home Kinara🍃

Kinara had just sharpened her eyes until the ringing of her phone had to wake her up. With her eyes slightly open Kinara felt around to look for that rectangular thin object.

“Ken? What's the matter tonight that he called me? Would you like to ask me how to cook instant noodles again? That's right,” grunya while sliding the phone screen.

“Hallo, Ken, my God what time do you think it is?” welcome Kinara as soon as the phone connection is connected.

Tadak there was any answer from Ken, not even the sound of anyone on the other end. Kinara shifted her phone and looked at the screen. The phone is still connected.

“Ken? You're still in ...”

His sentence was interrupted, faintly Kinara could hear Ken's voice.

“Master, please don't do this. Your lips are already vibrating, how can you water yourself. I will prepare warm water. Give me the key, I'll go into your room”

“Don't, Ken! Don't you dare go into my room! The room can only be entered by one person, and that person is Kinara.”

Deg ... Kinara smothered her own mouth with her palm, as much as Kinara hated Dika. But she could still recognize her husband's voice, it was clearly Dika's voice. Kinara immediately disconnected the phone and turned off the phone.

“At this moment my heart is no longer yours, Dika. Ever since you threw the responsibility on Ken to cover my status in front of Carissa. It's too late if you try to make me walk back towards you.” Kinara pulled out the blanket and closed her eyes. “It's too late,”.

🍃Mansion Dika🍃

Ken glanced at the lying mobile phone, he exhaled a long breath when he found his phone connection with Kinara had been cut off.

Isn't there a little bit of apology left in your heart, madam? Inner Ken.

“Master, I beg you. Now we go to clean your body first, after that let's talk about the others.”

Dika looked up at his head, his eyes had already shifted like a predatory eagle. Ken let out a long sigh, no matter how evil Dika was, he would not hurt Ken. The two had grown up together since they had been educated at First High School.

“Ckkk ...,” Dika clucked and then brushed off Ken's hand.

Should I drag you, sir? If necessary I will do it, inner Ken.

“I will only move until the clothes on my body are dry,” hisses do not like.

“It will take quite a long time, Mr.”

“I don't care.” Dika insisted.

“You can't keep going like this, Young Master. If you're really sorry, come and apologize to Madam. It would be better than you torturing yourself like this!”

“I don't have the courage to meet him, Ken. There's too much sadness I've given Kinara, the wounds I've inflicted on her may be very deep, Ken. I ... I can't look into her hateful eyes.” Dika lowered his head, back resting on both shells of his feet.

“Then what do you want, Young Master? Torturing yourself to death, do you? After that Madam will marry another man, live happily raising your son?” cecar Ken's fiery.

Dika clenched his hand, smashing at the wall. Do that many times until the blood starts to seep out of his skin pores. Ken didn't stop, Ken understood, Dika does need an impingement. “You're right, Ken. Then what should I do?” ask Dika suddenly.

“Haaah ... beforehand there is something I want to make sure, Young Master.”

“Say.”

Yes, I will say it too. What good is this mouth of mine if I just keep quiet, you think I'm like you who can only ponder like a madman. Because Ken is too upset to curse Dika in the heart.

“Since when did you fall in love with Madam?”

“I'm not in love with her!” Dika still arrogantly reneged on her feelings of love for Kinara that began to come.

“If you don't love her, why are you eating her favorite instant noodles? Often daydream after the departure of the Madam, and worse you water yourself with water to feel what the Madam had felt when you did the same to her. What is it all for?!” Ken slightly increased the volume of his voice.

“It's none of your business, Ken. You talk too much!”

Asataga, this guy really has a prestige as high as Mount Everest, inner Ken.

“Alright, if Young Master doesn't love him. I can't give you much advice.”

“Why?” Dika's eyebrows slightly raised.

“Yes, because Young Master does not love, Madam.” Shrugging shoulders. “I can only advise that Young Master go to the doctor and do a consultation.”

Dika's eyes were perfectly rounded, as bright as his teeth until they could be heard in Ken's ears. “You want to die?!”

Who wants to die? Me? I still want to live, I'm not even married, inner Ken.

“Then I have to what?” This time Ken raised his hands and shoulders at the same time. “There will be another story if Young Master says he is already in love with Madam.” Ken's trapped.

“Tell me that I am in love with her, then what can I do?”

God, you're still a prestige, inner Ken.

“You must try your hardest to regain the heart of Madam.”

“I don't know how.”

“Let's think about it, the most important thing now is to clean the body of the Young Master first.”

“No, Ken. Let me be like this.” Waving her hands, Dika hugged her legs again and stuck her head on her knees.

I'm sorry, Kinara. For my selfishness, for my caliphate, for my foolishness. There is still me in your heart, Kinara, inward Dika.

Seriate...

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Mom wants to sing ah...

Now you're nyesel, right?

My mutusin whole?

You make the decision

when I got married for my divorce.

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