Destiny Love Kinara
I Want to Age With You

“Gosh ... gosh .. really handsome.”

“I swear, this is a really cool guy.”

“Oh, Lord .. try to pay attention to his long legs, oh his jaw is also firm.”

“He is also a field, I'm sure the contents of the toast are torn all.”

“What a marvelous creation of You.”

Some of the girl's friends started to shout hysterically. There were even those who secretly photographed Dika.

Kinara who witnessed that could only shake her head while clucking in disbelief.

Don't be fooled by his handsome looks. Her face might look like an angel, who knows if her nature is much worse than a monster, Inner Kinara.

“That, I want to ask. Where did you buy the chicken crab you ate earlier?” ask Dika straight to the core.

“Aduh, pretend everything. This brother is very big prestige anyway.”

“Yes, handsome time is like chicken splints.”

“Why not go straight to the point just try.”

The girls started yelling again, wrenching each other.

My God, I should have asked Ken to bring sunglasses. Where should I hide my smudged face? inner Dika.

“Aduh, why bother anyway, Brother. Why don't you just ask me, here's where the phone is.” Instead of answering Dika's question, the girl thrust her hand out.

“Eh, means?” Forehead Dika wrinkled.

“No one wants to ask for my phone number, ‘kan?” The girl flicked her hair that was painted brown at the end. “Give me your phone.”

Dika smiled as she massaged her temple. “Begini, Miss. I just want to know where you bought that chicken crab? I don't need your number!"

“It ... it's impossible. You came up to me just for the sake of a chicken splinter? Just be right!” The girl started to complain.

Dika nodded steadily.

“I can't believe it. Actually Brother shy ‘kan ask for my phone number, so reason like that!”

This girl is really stubborn, how many times do I have to say. I don't need your phone number, Inner Dika.

It doesn't seem to go well. It had been more than five minutes and Dika had not returned as well, Kinara walked over to Dika. He had to step in.

“Dek, This brother is unwarranted. That's the truth, he just needs to know where you bought that chicken crab,” Kinara said, “Because this Sister's wife is pregnant and wants to eat the same crab you ate earlier.”

“Who are you?” the girl looked at Kinara not like it.

If I tell you the truth, maybe you'll faint from shame, Inner Kinara.

“Who are you? Don't tell me you're the grandson of this brother?!” Waving hair.

Oh, my God, today's kids really lack manners. Who is bucin? Me? Truth be told, it was precisely the man standing in front of you who was chasing me, Inner Kinara.

“Courteous talk! She's my wife, and she's pregnant. He wants to eat the chicken crab you just ate.” Dika's tone of voice was full of emphasis followed by a sharp gaze that made the girl flutter.

“Cih ...” The girl tied her hair up while grumbling. “Why not say from earlier anyway.”

Oh my god, this kid! I've been saying that from the beginning. You are the one who acts a lot, still a child dare to tease married men. If not for Kinara's sake I've searched all the data about her and just see what I'm going to do to her. Patience .. This is for the sake of my wife and child, the inner Dika.

“It's pretty far from here!” said the girl ketus, ”You go straight there will be a red light turn left, after that there is a right turn junction, straight you will meet elementary school, in front of elementary school there is a turn, and then there is a turn, choose the left, straight again there is a bookstore.”

“What's there?” tanya Dika was impatient.

“Not. After the bookstore you turn right, straight on there will be High School. Well the seller of the sempolnya in front of the High School, in the wagon there is the inscription 'chicken cihuy'. Clear?”

Dika and Kinara looked at each other and shook their heads together, which was beyond their expectations. After the persuasion and bribing event, the girl finally wanted to record her voice to show the location of the chicken sempole seller she meant.

***

“You're satisfied?” dika asked as soon as the two were already in the car.

Kinara nodded happily because the chicken sempole she wanted was already in her hands. Although Dika had to get out of the car several times to ask about the place where the seller stamps. He even received some swearing and swearing from other riders when he stopped suddenly because the directions the girl gave him were also not very clear.

“You happy?”

“Emmm ...” Kinara nodded her head. “Why quiet once, turn on the music, well.”

Kinara's hand was already moving and the song began to flow.

What song is this? It seems like an old song .. I remember the melody but whose song is it? inner Kinara.

“Why?” ask Dika suddenly.

“Why what?” Instead of answering Kinara asked back.

“Your face is like thinking of something.”

“This song what is the title? Looks like this is an old song.”

Dika smiled gently. “Tighten only the volume, if the sound is small so how can you hear it.” Dika increased the volume of the song and replayed it from the beginning. “Listen carefully, lately I like to listen to this song while driving."

"Because this song can describe how I feel about you. This song I'm presenting to you.”

The song is back. Kinara was silent, she was focused on listening.

Look into my eyes.

You will see.

What you mean to me.

The search your hearth.

Search your soul's.

When you find me there

You’ll search no more.

Kinara turned off the music player and chose to stare out through the car window. He did not want to not listen to Bryan Adam's song until it was finished, but the meaning contained in the song that became the main reason to stop enjoying the old music.

A moment later the sound of music has changed with the sound of vehicle horns clashing with each other and the hustle and bustle of pedestrians, as well as hawkers who peddle their merchandise.

***

The day is almost dark, soon the sun will be fully entered into the dispute. Go back to a comfortable place to hide and come back tomorrow. The moon and stars may be preparing. Street lights are starting as well.

This atmosphere reminded Kinara of a bad incident when she was in a car with Dika to buy some clothes in the shopping center. Then unexpectedly that day became a tragedy that would never be forgotten from Kinara's memory, fully exposed. Where Dika as a husband could humiliate his own wife in front of hundreds of people by calling Kinara as a mistress.

Considering all that made Kinara sob, tears started to gush out, and her shoulders shook. Kinara placed the chicken semicolon that had not been touched on the top of the car dashboard.

“A ... What's up, Kinara? Why are you crying like this? Did I say the wrong thing? Because of that song? You don't like the song? Well I promise I won't play that song again.” Dika asked Kinara the question, she did not dare to touch Kinara's body.

Kinara did not let out a word, she simply remained silent with the sound of breathing beginning as unwilling.

“Kinara.” Dika pulled the car over. “Why? What's wrong with you? Is anyone sick? Say something, don't just cry. I'm so confused if you keep crying.”

Dika ventured to hold his wife's shoulder, but unexpectedly. Kinara immediately brushed off Dika's rough hand and shouted, “Don't touch me! I wouldn't touch a man like you.”

Kinara's body started to experience a slight tremor. He further cornered himself at the car door with his head pressed against the car glass. Dika could not see Kinara's facial expression, but from her hoarse voice Dika could conclude that Kinara was subjected to quite a heavy pressure.

When he gave up, he chose not to ask anything more. Quite a long interval occurred in the car, about ten minutes both just spent the time to flinch in the car. Not asking each other questions, not touching each other. Just shut up. Until Kinara's voice began to sound.

“Where are you taking me?” asked Kinara after silence and made Dika tormented.

“Go back to your house,” Reply Dika fast.

“Not to shopping mall, ‘kan?”

"Masshole? Why are we there, we just got home from the center ...." Dika fell silent, the sentence he just hung.

Deg ....

Why did he ask about the shopping mall? inner Dika.

He began to recall the atmosphere of that day, the same night, the same street, but with a different purpose. The night where she humiliated Kinara's self-esteem as a woman got to the bottom.

Dika took a deep breath. The moaning sounded tired. Dika turned his face away and rubbed the rough tears that began to pool in the corner of his eyes.

you got traumatized because of my behavior. Do I still deserve to fight for you, Kinara? Am I being too selfish to wish I could have you again? Starting everything from scratch while the damage I did to our relationship was already too severe, ah.

“No, Kinara. Kta's going home. You go to sleep first, then when you get home I'll wake you up.” Dika drove his car again.

Kinara did not react, she just remained silent, looking at the city streets with trembling hands. Dika rubbed his face rough and ruffled his hair several times when he remembered how cruel the thing he had done to Kinara was.

30 Minutes passed.

The car Dika was driving had stopped right at Kinara's house. Dika looked at Kinara's deep asleep face, she approached to release the seatbelt but her face and Kinara's face were in a point that was quite close. The lips are separated by only two centi. A little more Dika move, then their lips will touch each other.

When he swallowed his saliva, his heart beat raced very fast. Fine sweat started to seep through the pores of his forehead, he had never been this mouthful before. Even when it is close to Carissa.

He took a deep breath to adjust his feelings. He closed his eyes several times and tried to resist his desire not to act foolishly.

But Dika was still an ordinary man, when the face of the woman he was so excited about was too close to him. Still he could not control his movements, his hand reflexes began to gently caress Kinara's head and said softly, “Honey, can I continue to fight to stay by your side? Just to give you happiness for the rest of your life. Can we both end this hatred? Please, give me a chance to age with you, my heart's jewel."

Dika landed a gentle kiss on Kinara's forehead followed by a clear circle dripping from the corner of her closed eyes.

Seriate....

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It was Bryan Adam's song (Everything I do) Do it for you. You can try to listen and understand the meaning, so you can feel what Dika feels.

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