Damar For Kinanti

Indeed, it is not that difficult..

Kinanti just turned the paper in front of him, he really had no intention of reading.

" You're this, since you came back last night your attitude is weird. Why?" ask a curious early.

" i'm fine." replied Kinanti flatly, her eyes looking sleepy.

" You didn't sleep last night?"

" no.."

" why?"

" something's been troubling my mind.."

" the man who drove you last night is different, but this one is warm and full of smiles.."

" well.. Joseph is like the sun and sometimes it stings warm.." Kinanti originally spoke.

" His name is Joseph?"

" you like it? decide your fiancee.."

" uh! you crazy?! can you kill me anyway why would I want to be with your man?" dini said.

" My man my man.. I don't have a man!, he's my cousin, we grew up together, he even played dolls and cooked with me?!"

" Oh yeah?!"

" yayayaya!"

" h. what a pity, I'm loyal to the man.forget it..!"

Kinanti just smiled, he was lazy to argue.

A few days later, when Damar was really healthy.

" Want to teach?" tanya Yoga who just finished running in the morning.

the male body was nice, looking healthy and fit with a slightly tight white shirt and black training.

This one widower makes the hearts of many village girls fall out.

" Yes Yog.." replied Damar while wearing his backpack, not less than Yoga, the appearance of Damar does not show his age while teaching.

He was more impressed young, masculine and authoritative.

Yoga looks calm and warm, like a young doctor who is admired by many women.

" You're off?" ask Damar, please,

" I leave at 8 o'clock.." Answer Yoga while wiping his sweat with a small towel.

" I heard.. There's a boyfriend visiting..?" tanya Yoga was curious he asked Damar who was wiping his motorbike.

" Mr Winda is gossiping.it's just my friend." replied Damar flatly.

" Well, unfortunately I missed, when did I bring you here mas.."

" i told you it's just a friend." asserted Damar subtly.

" I feel like there's going to be a relationship development.."

" Sok tau.. changed profession to fortune teller?" Damar keeps wiping the motor until it is shiny.

" The two-door refrigerator has started to open itself..

isn't that amazing?" fashion Yoga.

" You can liken me to a refrigerator..

do not scorn me, you yourself find a wife there, do not spread the charm continue, the heart of the girl girl in this village." said Damar.

" Your face is wrong, don't be too handsome." said Damar flat, while switching to wipe his helmet.

" You're talking like your face is ugly?! count how many women are disappointed?"

" why do you blame me, people who insist on making my match, rather than a lot of people continue and my head is dizzy I just accept it.."

" well. accept it and ignore it, who is the woman who is at home, you are handsome but boring mas, just like the thing you cut, you are stiff as wood..!" the phrase Yoga makes the movement of Damar stop.

" Who?, can't be angry. What I'm saying is the truth?" Yoga took a step back, he was afraid Damar was angry.

" how should I treat women?" damar's voice was calm.

Yoga sculpting, he almost ran away because of fear, but it turns out that Damar was not angry to ask.

" Are you seriously asking about this?" Yoga is not sure.

Damar nodded, he put his helmet on the bike.

" Well, if I think pleasing women is mandatory..

taking her to eat is certain,

take her to a place she likes or her favorite place..

buy her favorite stuff..

and most importantly, make him depend on you..

get used to him looking at you, so that for a moment he won't stand you.."

Damar was silent, his face serious..

" emh.. is that it?" damar said then while nodding.

" Seriously tho same this one?" tanya Yoga is curious.

" No, he has another man." Damar replied with a slightly changed look.

" boyfriend? fianc?"

" No. still approach it like that.."

" Capture the mas! during the yellow janur has not curved.." exclaimed Yoga.

" You are already the father of playing just grab it..

in this world not only are our feelings the most important, but also the feelings of others.."

" A. mas won't get anything and will always be disappointed if it's always like that.."

" That's okay, said the soul mate going nowhere..

if he wasn't my soul mate, there would be others..

yeah, I'll have bad luck later..

I'm leaving first!" Damar put on his helmet, rode his motorcycle and immediately drove out of his yard into the street.

Actually his heart is not as sincere as it is, not as patient as it is, but his fear is greater than anything, he is afraid he can not make Kinanti happy, and even make Kinanti's life suffer.

Of course, Kinanti wants to marry the person she loves, not with Damar who suddenly appeared in her life and brought the reality of living Kinanti because of guilt.

Any woman would be afraid if she married on that basis.

In the gas tanknya motor, in dispose of his complicated thoughts far away.

He must live well, until Kinanti finds her soul mate.