Destiny Love Kinara
Trapped Circumstances

Kinara could only sob in Dika's arms. A moment later his breathing began to improve, his shoulders gradually dropped. He pushed Dika's body with both hands then moved back a few centis.

How could Kinara end up in the arms of the man she hated the most. As emotional as anything, Kinara should be able to keep her distance from Dika.

"Why did you come?” kinara asked as soon as her mood started to improve.

“My feelings aren't good, I'm afraid something's happened to you. And it's true, isn't it? You're crying sob.”

“What do you think is it because of who am I crying?!" Kinara's voice began to rise, but it was still dashed.

Dika focused his eyes on Kinara, from head to toe. There were no specific scratches or wounds, but Dika saw Kinara's still slightly trembling hand was holding a piece of letter from her.

“This! Because of this!” Kinara pulled a letter from Dika right in front of her face. “I don't think, how could there be a man like you. Confidently you asked me to come back to your side after what you did to me! Are you sure you still have the brains to think?!"

“What's wrong, Kinara?” Dika lowered his head. “If God alone could give his servant forgiveness and a second chance. Why can't you do that, Kinara?”

“Because I'm not God! I am just an ordinary human who has many shortcomings and minimal sincerity.” Kinara got up from her seat. “You are wrong to think I have extensive patience. I'm an impatient woman, and my patience was all over when I accompanied you five months ago. When you test me with a test that's so hard!”

"I just need a chance from you, Kinara. After that you'll know for yourself. How can I give you happiness beyond anything." Dika tried to get close to Kinara.

Kinara retreated, she walked over to the window, holding tightly onto the iron trellis while looking far ahead. The garden light that froze due to the cold air was just like his heart for Dika who was also frozen.

“What a pity. My time with you is over, Dika. I want to spend my future with a man who can appreciate me as a woman.” Kinara twisted her body and looked at Dika. "And I don't think that man is you."

Deg ...!

Kinara's words were truly unspeakable. Dika did not understand why the cruel sentence could come out of his wife's mouth. He got up and walked closer to Kinara. However, he was forced to stop when Kinara hinted Dika to stop in place. There was a distance of steps between Kinara and Dika.

“Did I ever have any meaning for you, Kinara?”

“Earlier, we were married. You're my husband. Of course you mean a lot to me! But that was before! Now your only meaning in my life is as the father of my son. No less and no more.”

“Can't the violence in your heart soften even a little, Kinara?”

“It is not me who has my heart, but God. If you want to ask me why my heart can be this hard on you, you better ask God directly.”

“To God only has two ways, Kinara. The first, when I did’a and hope God gave me an answer. And the second when I face Him and can ask Him directly. Which way do you want me to get an answer from God?"

Deg ...!

Kinara bowed his head. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. There is a bit of regret, why marriage relationships built on behalf of parents should end like this.

The sacred promise that his father had directly imposed could not help Kinara's heart soften.

“I can't give you any advice, Dika. Sorry if you're disappointed, but whatever way you choose I don't care.”

“You sure you don't care?!" Dika moved forward, in the blink of an eye he was already standing in front of Kinara. “You care, Kinara. You care,” he said reassuring himself if there was still a little hope left in Kinara's heart for him. “If you don't care about me, you won't cry like that.”

Kinara walked backwards, but his body was already at the end of the window trellis. “Soaring, Dika!" Kinara's intonation sounded full of threats. “I really don't want to be close to you! I don't care about you either!"

"You care, Kinara! You still love me! That feeling is still in your heart." Dika's voice began to rise. His eyes alternated between anger and sadness.

"Typeaaak! I don't love you anymore, Dika! How many times do I have to say, I don't love you anymore." Kinara. He placed both of his palms on Dika's chest. Using that to hold Dika's body from getting too close to her body.

"Look at me." Dika looked up at Kinara's face. Holding both cheeks with both palms. "Look at my eyes, Kinara. If you can look me in the eye and your heart doesn't shake one bit. Maybe you don't love me. Look me in the eye, Kinara." Dika advanced his body. Squeezing Kinara's body until Kinara's breath was heard in her ear.

"No!" Kinara smacked Dika's chest with both hands. "There's nothing left!" Kinara. Her tears even ended up on Dika's wrist. "Take me off, Dika! Release!"

"I won't let you go until you look into my eyes. Reassure me if you don't love me anymore, Kinara!"

"Well ya!"

Suddenly Agra came, ran into Kinara's room and threw a punch that fell right on Dika's face.

We lay down on the floor. Fresh blood dripped from the corner of her lips and ended up on the floor of Kinara's room.

"I gave you a lot of chances, but this is not the way!" Agra crouched down, pulled Dika's collar and hissed right in Dika's ear, "You scared him. There's still plenty of time, Dika. I won't stand in your way of getting her love again, if she still loves you."

Dika smiled bitterly. Swiping the traces of blood from his lips that instantly moved on the back of his hand. "I'm out of words. Don't know how to beg him to give me a chance."

"You hurt Kinara for five months. You tortured your wife's birth for so long. Then, just a few times your efforts did not pay off and you gave up?! I'm really disappointed, are you only doing this?" Agra growled strongly.

Dika was just speechless, he was unable to bring out any more sentences.

“Arrrgh ...” Suddenly Kinara groaned while holding her stomach. His body gradually descended downwards until it touched the floor. "Ahhh ... hurts!" his moans.

This made Dika and Agra panic. The two moved closer to Kinara.

“Why? What's up?” ask Agra.

"Pe .. My stomach hurts, Agra." Kinara held onto Agra's arm. "sickness ...." Her tears are flowing.

“We're going to the hospital.” Dika glanced at Agra, and Agra nodded. Dika intended to remove Kinara's body, but Kinara turned her face away from Dika. He gripped Agra's arm until it left a nail imprint there.

"Cinara! You're being ...."

Dika could not continue his sentence when he saw Agra shaking his head.

"Kinara ...," said Agra softly, "He's your husband. The father of the child in your stomach. Let him take responsibility and be a good father to your son." Agra smile.

Kinara was silent. Staring at Dika and Agra in turn.

Agra nodded his head towards Dika.

Upon understanding, he immediately slipped his hands on Kinara's legs and back and swept her out of the room.

Their path was a little difficult because Kinara was unwilling to let go of her hand grip on Agra's arm.

Dika and Agra could not force Kinara to release her hand because Kinara was unstable.

"Don't worry me, baby.” The reflex of the word dear was spoken from Dika's mouth.

Agra just smiled bitterly.

Agra and Dika ran like foes. Mr. Budi is ready in front of the car. Kinara, Agra, and Dika were seated in the passenger seats.

Dika tightly hugged Kinara's body, but Kinara held tightly onto Agra's arm.

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Hy nakanak mama, miss you with mama? Sorry a few days ago mom was busy, there was a family affair that you can't leave. Why TCTM keeps up mak? Because the TCTM file already existed before mom was busy 😂

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Btw help enter the top 20 again yah nakanak. If enter the top 20 Maleman mother up again 😂