Destiny Love Kinara
Rooms

~Nobody can be blamed for this cruel destiny.

It's not my fault, it's not my father's or my mother's.

It's the fate that brought me to him.

With a very cruel creature named Dika Mahendra~

Kinar locked the door of the room tightly, pulled the suitcase and placed it in any place. His hand tried to reach at the end of the bed. He sat silent, his eyes drifting far away.

A clear thread dripped down on Kinar's cheeks, occasionally he smiled. Kinar laughed at the cruel fate that brought him to Dika.

Kinar got up from his seat, stepped slowly. His eyes went around looking for the closet, after finding the closet, he opened the closet. Pull the suitcase and put it on the bed. Open the suitcase and take out the contents, put one by one the clothes he brought. Clean up in the closet. His hands stopped when he found a picture frame complete with pictures of himself, his sister and both parents smiling happily. Unable to look at their faces, Kinar put the frame upside down on the nightstand, making him only able to see the back of the frame, no picture no smile. Like his life, the once colorful now only has one color, black.

His hands moved back to pick up one by one clothes and put them in the closet. Kinar's hand stopped when he heard the sound of knocking on the door.

Tok tok tok tok

“Siap”

“This is My Lady, Ken”

What's up again?

Kinar stepped up, immediately opening the room door.

Checklots..

“What's Ken?”

“I almost forgot Madam, This is the stuff belonging to the Madam that Mr. Dika” Ken prepared handed me some large-sized boxes.

“What is all this Ken?” Kinaar asked back.

“Some are the textbooks and files that Madam needs. Some of them are Madam's clothes, shoes and some Heels” Ken explained politely.

“I already have Ken's clothes, why did you give this to me?” Kinar asked as he looked away at the boxes in front of him.

“Anu Madam, Mr. said Madam can only wear clothes that Mr. Ken prepared” face bowed, she understands how Kinar feels. The clothes that had been prepared in advance, which had been sorted by Kinar suddenly were useless in the eyes of her husband.

Haaahhh for the umpteenth time Kinar again issued a long sigh.

“Alright Ken, thank you” Kinar received the boxes and brought them into the room. He reopened the half-filled closet with some of his clothes.

These clothes were bought with my father's money, his labor was not seen in your eyes? Dika's? Pinar.

Tears regained a calm in his eyelids, as strong as Kinar could bear. occasionally his hands held tightly to the end of the lemarai door. Kinar lifted his face up.

Don't cry Kinar... Mumbled.

However, in the end tears started to drip in the corner of Kinar's eyes. Soon Kinar brushed his cheeks, hoping that there would be no more tears there.

Kinar pulls out a pile of clothes from the closet, strengthens the heart and rearranges them in the suitcase.

It's a shame your fate Kinar.

Kinar is passionate, loving himself.

All right, you strong Kinar. You can definitely face that guy. Mumbled

After all his clothes went back into the suitcase, Kinar closed the suitcase and placed it beside the bed. This time he opened one by one the boxes that Dika gave him. Every time he opened the boxes, Kinar let out a long sigh, there was nothing he could do. He can only surrender.

Kinar put together a few dresses that made him feel fed up when he imagined himself having to wear those dresses.

Haiiis.he should have married a model, not a country girl like me. Kinar muttered again.

Some of the boxes were empty, Kinar had already moved some of the contents. Now that there was only one box left, his hand moved back to open the last box. He found several textbooks, and files for the transfer of his college.

After finishing moving all the contents inside the box, Kinar reassembled the empty box, stacked it up and carried it with both hands.

He slowly walked through the mansion, corner by corner through it. Even seen a few times, Kinar was not wrong. The room that Dika prepared for him was located at the back of the mansion, the distance from his room with the main room was very far, the distance from his room with the kitchen was very far. She felt like she was being banished in her own husband's house, the house that was supposed to be heaven was now turned into hell.

Not to mention the size of the room that was much smaller than the size of the room in the mansion, indeed his room was currently much larger than his old room. But when compared with other rooms in this mansion, Kinar room is the smallest room.

Kinar continued to walk around, his eyes vigilantly looking for Ken who he had not yet met even though he had walked far enough. Some of the servants who saw Kinar immediately greeted politely, while slightly bowing their heads.

Actually you don't have to respect me until it's like that, I'm no better than you. I think we're the same, we're both servants. Inner Pinar

oh that's Ken. Mumbled

“Ken” Kinar runs small chasing Ken while calling his name.

Hearing Kinar call his name Ken immediately stopped his steps, turned his body and saluted Kinar while asking politely “What is Madam?”

“Ken, where can I put these boxes?” Kinar lowered the box he had been holding.

“Gosh Mistress. You don't have to bother just for something like this, you can call the waiter and ask them to bring these boxes” Ken felt bad

“No problem Ken, anyway I want to do it” Kinar smiled

Madam, you're a really good woman. Even though Master treated you so cruelly, you kept smiling in front of Assistant like me, I know you don't want to make me feel bad. But the more you smile, the more unwell my lady feels. Inner Ken

“Hey, why are you daydreaming Ken?”

“Oh, forgive me Madam. These boxes let me take care of them. Is Madam hungry? What the Madam wants to eat, Let me have the chef prepare the food according to the taste of Madam” Ken smiled politely, his hand waved asking some maids to bring the boxes.

“No need Ken. I'm still full” Kinar smiled back, he turned around and left Ken.

I can't ask Dika too much, even if it's my stomach. I had to think of a way to work and make my own money. Inner Pinar

In a hurry he turned his body again, fortunately Kinar still found Ken standing in the same place.

“Ken, can we talk to you for a minute? There are some things I want to ask you?” Kinar walked over to Ken.

“Sure Madam, please ask whatever Madam would like to know. Let's follow me, we're talking in the back garden” Ken asked Kinar to follow him.

Quite a long time Kinar walked, some rooms have been passed through him. From the workspace, the reading room, to the music room that slightly aroused his curiosity.

“Ken, who uses that music room?” Curiosity led him to ask Ken directly, without further ado. Ken halted his steps, noticing the room with some painting frames hanging neatly, there was a chair complete with a piano in front of him. In another corner there is a sofa with a viewpoint pointing directly towards the Piano. Where when the Piano is played, then the person sitting on the sofa can clearly see the appearance of the Piano player. The room looks more like a mini concert hall.

“It..” Ken scratched his head that was not itching. Kinar stared in full search, Ken's current behavior was the same as Reina's when she couldn't tell the truth.

Not wanting to burden Ken, Kinar ended his question.

“No need to answer Ken, you don't have to force an answer if you don't want to answer it” Kinar moved his hand, gesturing for Ken to resume his steps.

“Mistress, although I can't say anything about that music room. But I suggest that Madam never enter that room. Or even ask about the room to Tuan” Ken spoke without changing position, he still turned his back to Kinar.

“Alright Ken” Kinar replied politely.

I also didn't want to know too much about him, the more I knew about that man. The closer I get to hell itself.

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