Destiny Love Kinara
The Struggle of Agra (Part 2)

Kinara: Cih .. I don't believe it.

Agra smiled shyly. “I'm sure he is currently folding his hands on his chest and turning his face away with an adorable expression. Aah ... funny ...,” murmured. Because Agra was too happy to accidentally sound the horn.

Suddenly from inside the house Nathan ran across Agra's car. “Ada ... who died .. an, Young Master?” nathan asked with a sigh.

“Nothing, I accidentally pressed the horn button.” Agra smiled broadly like a sinless person.

Nathan let out a rough breath, he ran from the study room to the yard just because of the unintentional sound of a horn.

My God, during his work with Young Master this was the first time he had done such a foolish thing, but instead smiled widely like that, Nathan's inner self.

“Good. Then I go inside first, Young Master.” Nathan bowed half his body and immediately went inside the house as soon as he got a nod of his head from Agra.

Agra smiled at the mobile phone screen. He immediately typed in a reply message for Kinara.

Agra: You have to trust me, there is no harm in believing in your man, Kinar.

Agra's fantasy has traveled far. He had already imagined that Kinara would push back her lips when she heard the appeal from him. Agra could not wait to pinch Kinara's tiny nose, or stroke her cheek

it starts to look like a mangrove. Since the pregnancy appetite Kinara did change, intermittently hungry, that's why Kinara's weight slightly increased. And the most noticeable changes occur in the cheek area.

Agra: What breakfast, Asian, Western or local?

Kinara: I want to diet, if I get fat you'll run into another woman's arms.

Getting a reply from Kinara it was Agra until it was broken.

Agra: Isn't the more contained the sexier.

Kinara: Are you kidding?

Agra: No, I'm serious. So what do you want to eat this morning?

Kinara: Ala. At home, how?

Agra: What's in the house?

Kinara: Boiled noodles dong.

Reading the answer from Kinara was Agra to raise the angle of his eyebrows because he did not like it.

Agra: Will I burn all noodle factories in Indonesia? Noodle instincts are not good for you and our son, Kinara.

Kinara was used to the sweet treatment of Agra, even the name ‘Kita’ for children in the stomach Kinara was already a romantic thing that Kinara often heard. Their relationship is just that, they know each other's feelings and they know each other's boundaries. The relationship between the two never goes beyond the limit.

Kinara: Isssh .. No, I don't have breakfast.

Bumil base, snacking is used as a hobby, Inner Agra.

Agra: Chicken in the usual place? All the heart satay and quail eggs?

Kinara: Want, two servings, yeah?

If you've talked about porridge, the answer is as fast as lightning, Inner Agra.

Agra: What are you hungry for?

Kinara: Not for me, for our son.

Again Agra laughed, whenever asking for something Kinara always took cover behind the reasons for her son.

Agra: Yes .. yes, I believe. Drink her pregnant mother's milk regularly, ‘kan?

Kinara : Yes.

Agra: Don't try to lie to me, Kinara.

Kinara: Really, I always drink milk. I don't like the smell and taste.

Agra: This is for the good of our son, Kinara. As a prospective father continued from your son I do not want to be negligent and ignore the health of our child.

Kinara : Hmm ...

Agra: Have Aunt Ane record all the needs you need. Don't forget the fridge check, the ice cream is still there?

Kinara: Ah, I forgot. The ice cream was gone from yesterday, the fruits are still there.

Agra: Take note of whatever you and our son need, ok. And don't drink milk.

🍃Home Kinara🍃

Deg ... reply message from Agra that kontan make the heartbeat Kinara racing faster. Kinara blushed in embarrassment. Not once did Kinara get the attention of Agra twice, but there were always Agra's words and actions that made her heart flower.

What did I reply to, Dad? No need to answer, how? But he'll wait. Ahhh .. Why do I become like a 7-year-old boy in love, anyway. Just reply, Inner Kinara.

Monica : Hmmm ... I regularly drink milk.

Agra: Means it should stay one last box today huh? We stopped by the shopping center, we bought milk again. Buy all the other food.

Kinara came out of the room and looked for Aunt Ane. Kinara wondered if what Agra said was true.

“Bi ...,” she cried as she walked into the kitchen.

“Iya, Nyah. What's up?” Aunt Ane was already idling in front of Kinara.

“Bi, milk pregnant women live how many boxes, well?” ask Kinara.

“Gosh ...” Aunt Ane is kicking her own forehead. “Aibi forgot to say to Madam, her pregnant mother's milk is only one box, Nyah.”

Kinara exhaled a rough breath while scratching her head in disbelief.

“Why, Nyah. Should Aunt to minimarket to buy milk stock?” said Aunt Ane.

“No need, Bi.” Kinara laughs. “There are people who are more memorized amountlah, even know if only one box left.”

Why did she memorize the last box of milk all pregnant women, did she note? That's right, Inner Kinara is flowering.

Aunty Ane was silent and said, “Mr Agra, well?”

Kinara nodded.

“Aunt knows where?”

“Every morning, noon, and night Mr. Agra always sends a message to Auntie to make milk, and make sure the Madam drinks it until it runs out.” Aunt Ane smiled.

“Since found out Madam is pregnant. But you said that Auntie kept this a secret, it seems like you are very sincere in love with Madam,”, said Aunt Ane.

I can feel that too, Bi. From the first moment, it was the sincerity of Agras that made me dare to take a step so far, Inner Kinara.

Trings ...

Agra: I otw, well. If there's any other food you want to eat, just tell me, put me on the road again. Remember not to wear thin clothes. It's rainy season now, I don't want you and our son to get sick.

Kinara can only smile when reading a chat message from Agra that shows all the attention for her and her son.

“Bi, I want to take a shower first, yeah. Later if Agra comes tell wait a minute.”

“Good, Mistress.”

***

30 Minutes later.

Kinara is ready to go to college, currently Kinara's pregnancy is not yet known to many people. Kinara also does not show symptoms of pregnant people in general, so no one is suspicious.

Allen and his friends did not dare to deal with Kinara, as Kinara and Agra's romance was already widespread. Kinara's status on campus is still a scholarship, no one knows about her marriage and Dika except Agra and Alisa.

Tin tin ....

“It looks like Master has come, Nyah,” Aunt Ane said as she walked over and opened the door for Agra.

“Iya, Bi. Just ask to enter.”

“Morning, Aunt Ane?” greet Agra as soon as the door opens.

“Morning too, Young Master,” Aunt Ane replied followed by a half-body bending motion.

“So I passed my favorite rice cooker, Bibi. Aunt has not eaten, ‘kan?” ask Agra while offering two packs of rice. “Yang another favorite yellow rice Pak Budi.”

“Thank you, Young Master.”

Aunty Ane and Pak Budi were used to being treated special by Agra, he said because Aunt Ane and Pak Budi always accompanied Kinara.

It was not long before Agra had been sitting in the living room in front of Kinara. He brought two boxes of Kinara's favorite chicken porridge and placed it on the table.

“Busy what?” ask Agra.

“No, just watch tv,” replied Kinara.

“Breakfast first, yeah. Mumpung porridge is still hot, if it is cold it does not taste good.”

Kinara nodded.

Agra walked into the kitchen to get everything ready, a while later she had already returned with a bowl of chicken porridge and a glass of warm water in her hands.

“If can be spent the porridge.” Putting the bowl of porridge in front of Kinara.

Just smelling the smell had starved Kinara, without the ba bi bu Kinara immediately landed the porridge in her mouth. The porridge was almost gone until suddenly Kinara's stomach reacted. Kinara placed the rough bowl of porridge and ran into the bathroom followed by Agra who ran behind her.

“Hoeek ... ” Kinara spewed out all the food that had just entered his stomach.

Agra walked over to Kinara, as the bathroom door opened. “Do not enter, I beg.”

Kinara was embarrassed if Agra saw his vomit, but Agra did not care. He was standing behind Kinara.

“Do not ever forbid me to see the distress you experience, even if only limited to stomach pain or headaches. You have to tell me.”

“But, this is vomit, Agra.”

“Hey, I have to get used to all this, Kinara.” Agra massaged the nape of Kinara's neck, occasionally patting her shoulder. “Just spit it all out, later if you have just eaten again.”

Kinara sobbed, Agra's treatment was completely unexpected. Kinara wiped the vomit marks on his mouth with the back of his hand until the rest of the vomit moved in his hand.

“Discover your hand.” Agra grabbed the tissue and gently wiped Kinara's hand. “Wash soap, well.” Carrying Kinara's body towards the tub and immediately washing Kinara's hands with soap.

“You shouldn't have entered.” Kinara. “The floor is dirty exposed to my vomit.” Kinara.

“Don't cry, Kinara. My attention is currently nothing with later, when you officially become my wife.” Swiping both of Kinara's cheeks with her thumb. “I have to be ready with all the risks. Trust me.” Agra glanced at the floor, right what Kinara said, some vomit splattered on the floor even some hit Kinara's feet. Luckily Kinara was wearing a lutu dress.

Agra grabbed Kinara's hand and led Kinara to get closer to the bathtub. He grabbed a sack of water, crouched down and immediately cleared the vomit marks on Kinara's feet. “Do not move.” Agra grabbed the soap and rubbed it on Kinara's feet.

Kinara was stunned, unable to let out a word. Her eyes were already wet with the furrows sliding past her cheeks and ending in Agra's black hair. “I'm sorry.” Kinara is back. “I don't mean to trouble you, really ...”

“Sstt .. don't talk anymore, I'm not going to clean up your vomit marks.” Agra looked up his head and winked seductively at Kinara. “It’s ok.” Smile widely.

After cleaning up all of Kinara's vomit, including the one that splattered on the floor. Agra immediately guided Kinara's body and helped her sit on the living room sofa.

“Can still go to college?” agra asked as soon as the two reached the living room.

Kinara simply nodded, indescribable with words all the kindness Agra had done for her. Saying thank you will never be enough.

Agra was still busy wiping Kinara's wet feet and gently massaging Kinara's feet.

“Why do you keep looking at me? I could die if you look at me with that look.”

“Thank you, Agra,” said Kinara Lirih.

“It's my duty to protect you, Kinara.”

Kinara just smiled.

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Seriate...

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Ciee the gallon, the gallon 😅🤣

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Ship oleng kaka 🤣