Destiny Love Kinara
Not a Love Letter

When the letter from Kinara was about to be opened, there was a knock on the door from the outside. Quickly Dika put back the letter and photo of Kinara in the drawer.

Dika walked up to the door, pressed the handle and found Ken already standing with an awkward smile.

“Why, Ken? It seems like today I did not go to the office, I want to spend time here,” Dika said with an unhappy gaze because the moment to read the letter from his wife had to be delayed.

“Sorry if I interrupt, Sir. Outside there are guests, Young Master,” said Ken while bowing politely.

“Guest? This partial? Who is visiting so early? Just disturb!" Dika raised the angle of his eyebrows because he did not like it. “If it doesn't matter, you shouldn't have forgotten how to drive people away!”

“That, Miss Carissa who came, Young Master. I don't have enough reason to throw him out,” Ken flat said.

Besides Miss Carissa ‘kan was once your woman, where dare I throw her out, Inner Ken.

Usually Dika will be very excited when he heard the name Carissa called, the feeling as bad as anything will change 80 degrees once he saw the girl he had judged it.

But this time Dika looks very different, Dika just nods her head with a flat facial expression. There is no smile. There is no passion as usual. Where did that deep feeling of love go? Has it gone along with the passing of a Kinara?

🍃Family room🍃

“How are you, Dika?” Carissa extended her hand. The short-haired beauty looked fine. A faint smile expanded on her lips as soon as the two faced each other.

“I ... well, as you can see. I'm not doing well, Carissa.” Welcoming Carissa's hand. “How about you?” He forced himself to keep smiling.

“I ... Maybe I'm not okay either, but I should try to keep it okay, right?” Carissa smiled, that smile was also the same as Dika. Seen forced. “I think we are both taking a sin, maybe we are living karma.” Carissa bowed her head.

“What are you talking about, Carissa!” exclaim Dika does not like to hear the sentence that Carissa said. “Sit.”

Dika and Carissa had already sat down, facing each other. No more romance, no more calling dear. Both are like receiving punishment from God.

“Other times don't talk like that, Carissa. If anyone has to atone for a sin, then I am the only one who has to do that. All this happened because of my selfishness.”

“This is not entirely your fault, Dika. I was also too stupid for not being able to realize everything earlier.” Carissa's face look full of regret, Carissa's hands began to squeeze the sling bag she held.

“Already, already. We don't have to blame each other, after all, everything has happened. We just need to fix what can be fixed.” Dika smiled, when the two accidentally fought each other face Carissa immediately turned her face.

For Carissa nothing has changed with her feelings, she still loves the man sitting in front of her. The only thing that has changed is the fact that the breastplate is letting go of her first love. True, love does not have to be. Maybe Carissa has already proven that sentence.

“So, what do you need here?” tanya Dika, she grabbed the cup of coffee that Aunt prepared and then sipped slowly. “I'm surprised to have a guest of honor like you.”

Carissa let out a small laugh, maybe if she could just stay in Dika's mansion for one more day of course, she would not give up on regaining Dika's heart.

However, no matter how hard Carissa tried, the fact that Dika's heart was no longer hers she had to accept it with a chest of air.

“Hey.” She flicked her hand in front of Carissa. “Kok even daydream? Is there a pa, Carissa? I'm still the same as before, can still help you.”

No, Dika. You're not the same anymore, you might be able to help me with something else. However, for matters of the heart you will not be able to help me, Inner Carissa.

“Itu.” Carissa opened the bag and took out a small red box from there and thrust it at Dika. “I came because I want to restore this, Dika.”

“What is this?” He received the box. “Sounds like this isn't mine.”

“That's yours, you used to give the ring to me ... before .. I went to England,” Carissa said staggered.

Silence, he tried to recall the memories that had passed long enough.approximately three minutes Dika just raised his index finger.

“Ah, yes I just remembered.” When opening the glass-based box. Inside was a ring with a gemstone. When he remembered, the ring was a special message in a famous jewelry company. “For what did you return this, Carissa?” Re-take the box. “It's already yours.”

“No.” Carissa pushed the box. “I am no longer entitled to the ring, Dika. Do you remember what you said when you gave me that ring?”

Dika was silent again.

Do I not trace it in your heart, Dika? Until you don't remember ever proposing to me with that ring, should it hurt like this, Lord? Inner Carissa.

“You ... You proposed to me at the airport with that ring, I accepted your proposal and everyone who saw cheered and applauded,” Carissa said softly.

Maybe you forgot, Dika. But that sweet moment I will never forget, even in my entire life, the inner Carissa.

“Ah .. I request ...”

Carissa immediately cut Dika's sentence.

“Don't apologize to me, I just feel it's not appropriate to save the ring.”

“Carissa, can't you just keep it? Save it as a memento,” pinta Dika.

“I don't want to, Dika. Keeping that ring is like giving me hope to keep loving you. Bringing in the greedy feeling of wanting to keep you, wanting to get more than what I can't get.”

“But ...” Dika tightened his two fingers.

“Nothing but, Dika. You keep it, maybe the ring isn't worth giving Kinara because I've worn it before, but you can keep it. You can sell it, or throw it away even if it doesn't matter to me.” Carissa bit her lips which started to shake.

“Hmm ... unthinkable, I'm still figuring out the best campus here.”

“It .. maybe the Royal campus can be one of the considerations for you.”

“Royal Campus? Doesn't the campus belong to the Grissham family?” Carissa's forehead is wrinkled.

Why Royal campus? Is there no other campus? Isn't that the campus where Kinara and Agra went to? Inner Carissa.

“Even if I don't like Agra, but I still have to admit it. The campus is indeed one of the best campuses here, Carissa.” Dika smiled bitterly.

“Alright ... I might consider.” Carissa smiled faintly.

“Oh, yes. I forgot to. What about your relationship and Kinara?”

“No significant development, except for the divorce papers from Kinara that have reached my hands.” Dika smiled bitterly, her eyes looking deeply filled with regret.

“What can't be talked about?”

“It seems like you can't, let alone come face to face with me. My phone number was blocked. When Ken contacted him, Kinara didn't even like to hear my name called.” Dika loosened his tie. “There is no place in Kinara's heart for me, Carissa.”

“Fight, Dika.” Carissa tried to encourage. “You haven't lost, if you haven't tapped hammer means you still have a chance, ‘kan?” coined.

“Two days left is the mediation schedule, I will try my best to have the divorce annulled.”

“Thank God. You must remain a warrior, Dika, as Kinara used to be a fighter to keep you company even though you continue to hurt,” Carissa said.

Dika smiled sadly while nodding his head.

You're too stupid, Dika. You can't distinguish feelings of pity and love, you've finally lost the woman you truly love, Carissa said.

“Alright, because the item I want to return has been received. I'm home, yeah.” Carissa got up, tidied up her clothes and reached out.

“Why rush once?” Welcoming Carissa's hand. “The message is I did not welcome you well.”

“Eh, what the hell. I still have a lot of work to do. Dah ...” Carissa waved her hand, twisted her body and moved away from Dika.

🍃Kamar Kinara🍃

After Carissa left, Dika returned to Kinara's room. The contents of the letter from his wife that spur curiosity Dika.

Dika sat on the edge of the bed and took a deep breath before opening the letter, she was sure it was not a love letter so she would flower. It was possible that after reading the letter he would get hurt even deeper, but he still had to read it.

To Dika Mahendra.

I wrote this letter with tears in my eyes and hands shaking violently. If you've read this letter, it means I'm no longer by your side. You know why? Being by your side hurts me a lot.

Before deciding to give up, I once chose the pain of surviving. But you insult me, you scorn me, you hurt my body, even you alienate me as if I were your disgusting enemy to approach.

Dika .. don't you remember I was a good girl before you got married, you asked me from my parents, you took me to your palace. Then .. You treat me like a maid. Nah! the maid in your house is treated even better than me.

Dika .. did you ever think that I'm a rib that you should straighten slowly. Not that you broke with your selfishness and your arrogant attitude. You tortured me, not only my inner self but also my birth. You slap me, you punch, you giggle. Did you marry me to be your muscle training ground?

You cruelly accuse me of cheating, you forcibly take away my chastity. Though you know it's not justified, you understand Adab hates your wife, but you put it aside because in your eyes I'm just a cheap girl who's willing to get into anyone's bed for money.

Once you're satisfied, you throw me to and fro like a ball. I'm patient, Dika. I still hope your heart is open, however our relationship is not that simple. The bond we have is a sacred bond. I hope that her chastity remains the same, as you promised my father.

Do you remember when with a sigh my father asked you to protect me, love, and love this weak me? You accepted my father's request, and then after my father you never forgot all your promises. I persevere, for my sake, for your sake, for our parents' sake, and for this sacred bond.

Until all my patience is eroded away, your feelings have completely turned into feelings of hate. You said this isn't your son?! Who do you think I slept with?! You heartlessly insult me like a cheap woman who can receive seeds from other men!

And now, how did it feel after I left? The wife you were so anxious to get rid of now is no longer by your side. Are you happy? Do you feel your life is more peaceful?

If you're unhappy and your life is falling apart, it's possible that God's karma is running.

Enjoy, I do’akan you as strong as me in the face of your karma.

Dika held the letter with trembling hands, tears began to drip. He slowly folded back the letter, looking at Kinara's photo with a crumbling feeling.

Lord, please forgive me all my sins. Forgive my wives, I have never been this sorry for my whole life. Please ... please give me God's chance, to be a good husband and a role model Father to my son, I beg.

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