Destiny Love Kinara

Dika's Resilience (End)

Kinara stared at the reflected nanar of her body in front of the mirror. There was not much polish on his face, just a touch of thin powder and lipstick whose color was not sharp. His long hair was tied to a ponytail, as usual. He was wearing a long, down-knee shirt. Almost the same as Allen's performance yesterday.

This morning was the time of Kinara's meeting with Agra. Dika's appointed day for the two to discuss the future. His hands are shaking. Not yet at his destination, but his feelings were mixed.

Last night, after reading a letter from her ex-husband, Kinara chose to perform the Istikharah prayer. Whatever the choice is still there will be hurt, either Agra, Dika, Allen, or himself. However, at least Kinara had already implicated God in her decision. He only hoped that his decision would bear sweet fruit, for everyone caught up in this situation.

There was a knock on the door, and Ane's aunt called her name. His breakfast schedule may be ready, but it feels like Kinara's legs are too heavy to leave the room. After taking a breath and exhaling slowly, doing that movement over and over again Kinara finally opened the door.

🍃Meat space🍃

“Where do you want to go?” aunt Ane asked as soon as she saw Kinara's appearance. Kinara usually wears a negligee more often, but this morning it looks a little different.

“I have to finish something, Bi.” Smiling bitterly.

“Need auntie accompany?”

Aunt Ane did not intend to interfere in Kinara's affairs. It was just that since Allen's return that day Kinara's face looked gloomy. Even at dinner Kinara daydreamed more. Of course Aunt Ane was worried.

Shaking head. “No need, Bi. The quieter the atmosphere around me, the better. That way my decision won't be affected by anyone.”

Aunt Ane seemed to be scratching her head, her forehead wrinkled while trying to decipher the amulets that Kinara spoke.

After the ritual of filling her stomach was completed, Kinara immediately came out.

Mr. Budi was standing in front of the car, as soon as Kinara came out he immediately opened the car door.

“Please, Mistress.”

Kinara nodded with a smile.

Aunt Ane who had been observing Kinara's behavior felt increasingly anxious. He escorted Kinara out.

“Daddy, really don't need auntie accompany?” aunty Ane asked reassuringly.

Kinara's face looked pale despite being wrapped in makeup. Not to mention Kinara's floating and unfocused eyes.

“Not necessary, Bi.” Brushed Aunt Ane's arm. “Do’ me well, Bi. Hopefully my decision is not wrong.”

Aunt Ane just nodded. He had absolutely no idea where Kinara's sentence went.

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The car is turned on. Kinara focused on looking at the streets that were not too crowded. It's still early, it's only six o'clock. Maybe in the next few hours the road will be filled with various kinds of vehicles and pedestrian traffic.

Kinara stared at the phone screen. There's a picture of her mother and sister. His fingers crumpled at each other*s, he couldn't hide from the fear that was beginning to run through his heart.

May this be the best, Lord. Please, I beg .. bless my decision, Inner Kinara.

The Mahendra family hotel.

The car stops right at the front of a very luxurious hotel. Kinara had no idea how rich her ex-husband was. However, judging from his hotel alone can be ascertained Dika wealth can not be counted with ten fingers.

As soon as Kinara got out of the car, she was already greeted by one of the employees. The other employees were already standing in front of the entrance puntu made of glass. Kinara repeatedly wiped her tears that almost came out. “Bismillah,” murmured.

“Welcome, are you Mrs Kinara?” greet the employee. He was very polite, even to the point of bowing half his body.

Kinara nodded.

I don't know why his lips are too heavy to move. Even to say a word is difficult.

“Thank God. Let's follow me.” Open the door and politely.

Kinara simply complied, he had no idea where he would be taken.

About 10 minutes Kinara followed the servant's steps and now he arrived at a large room whose front was not made of walls, but of glass, so that it was translucent. People from outside can see inside the room.

The door of the room was open, there were many round tables with four chairs circling each other. However, his condition was quite desolate. There were only a few servants standing in the corner of the room.

There are many fresh roses in some corners. The room was designed in such a way. The goal was just to make Kinara feel comfortable.

Kinara walked inwards. He turned his head, sweeping out every sight in front of him.

Deg ...!

A person with a stature that Kinara knew was standing behind him. His body was clad in a formal, dark red suit. Kinara walked up to the man with an irregular heartbeat, her steps dragged. So heavy. Actually Kinara wanted to just run away, go far away without caring for anyone.

“Agra ...,"

Yes that man is Agra, it seems like he has waited quite a long time. Seen from his unsettled body movements.

Agra. Twisted his body as soon as Kinara's soft voice swept his eardrum.

“Emm ... how are you Kinara?” Agra tried to smile. As much as possible covered the fear in his heart.

“My news is good.” There were lumps of tears that bathed Kinara's eyes. Quickly Kinara turned her face away and wiped away before Agra saw. "How are you?"

"Well, as you can see." Walk near the chair. “Sit.” Pull one of the chairs.

The two sat, facing each other.

Kinara stared fixedly at the man sitting in front of her. There was a wound that had dried on his lips, although it was hard to cover it still visible. Kinara did not dare to ask where Agra had gotten the wound from.

Agra looks different than usual. His clothes are really neat, if usually he wears a T-shirt and jeans. This time it's different. A three-piece suit with shiny shoes looks harmonious on his tall body. Her hair is also more dry with a touch of pomade, usually the hair is always messy. Especially when Agra just got off the bike and took off his big helmet. But therein lies its charm. A Young Master who does not look like a Young Master in general.

“How is your gynecological health?”

“Good.” Kinara smiled awkwardly.

Good, is that the right answer? I don't know, they both seem to be holding a heavy weight on each other's shoulders. The burden cannot be shared.

“Sgratitude.” Kinara. “You've eaten?”

Kinara nodded. “Already, my eating schedule is regular. Doctor Amel and Aunt Ane are very chatty. Do I look fat?” Holding his own cheek. "Some of my clothes are starting to not fit."

Agra smile. Thank goodness the atmosphere was better. Not so hard as that.

"How many kilos?"

Kinara buried her face on the table. His hand moved upwards pointing at the number 5.

Nodding. "Yes. Does it really look fat?"

“But even you are still beautiful.”

“Do I have to believe the words of a big-time playboy like you?” Kinara.

The laughter both broke.

“You must believe, for I have repented.” Blink.

Kinara.

“How? Does this look like it fit me? Actually I don't like formal style like this.” Loosening tie.

“Eh, no. The outfit made you look a little ...,” Kinara purposely hung up her sentence.

Agra was waiting.

“Slightly what? Ah, why do you talk so cut into pieces.”

“Slightly handsome look.” Kinara gave her thumb.

“Only a little? Am I not handsome?”

Kinara nodded again. “Iya, you're handsome. Happy?”

Agra laughed a little.

Even though you praise me, but somehow I still feel sad, Kinara? I feel like that compliment would be my last compliment. Even though we laugh like this, it seems like we will both fall to the bottom of the abyss. It hurts my heart so much to see the blank look in your eyes, Agra's mind.

“Emmm .. I've heard the news about your relationship with Allen. Cih, is it like that the nobles spread the happy news?” Kinara paused her lips.

“That's not happy news for me, Kinara.”

Nor is it happy news for me, Agra. Hearing that my loved ones are getting engaged to another woman, do you think I'm happy? Inner Kinara.

“Are you happy, Kinara? Did my engagement news make you happy?”

“No.” Kinara shook her head, bowed her head deeply and wiped away the tears that spilled. His shoulders are a little shaken.

About a minute Kinara was crying. After making sure his condition improved, Kinara immediately looked up the head. The two look back together.

“Kinara ..”

“Iya.” Kinara smiled.

“Can we both act selfishly? This time only, don't care about anyone.”

Is not the way for us to be together wide open? I know this path was opened by Dika, but what harm would it do if we did not look left and right? Just focus on walking forward, inner Agra.

Kinara. His eyes are slightly spinning. Lips vibrate. Instantly the tears rolled free, falling past both cheeks and ending in both hands clenching together.

In the other corner of the same hotel.

“Young Master, why do you have to do so far?” Ken looks annoyed.

“This is all I can do for her, Ken. All this time I've never been kind to her.”

“What should be in this way? release the woman that Young Master loves to other men.” Ken pacing back and forth in front of the table. “Even the Young Master himself who paved the way for them together.”

Are you sane, Young Master? You should've fought harder, you were a real coward, Ken.

Actually Ken wanted to say that sentence right in front of Dika's face.However, he couldn't possibly surpass his limits.

“Do I look like a coward, Ken?”

Yeah, you're a coward, Ken.

“Do not curse me in your heart!” Throwing pen. “Tell me what you want to say!”

He even knows I'm swearing at him, Ken's mind.

“Good. I'll tell you honestly. You are indeed a coward, Young Master. You should have fought even harder!”

“If someone I fight for is unhappy with me, do I have to keep fighting? Her happiness isn't with me, Ken. So, this is my fight. Paving the way for the two of them to unite, and sincerely accept my fate.”

Ken's silent. It was true, no matter how hard Dika struggled in the end Kinara would not turn away from Agra. It seemed as if Kinara's hatred was closing the entire path for Dika to be able to conquer her heart.

“I want to see it, Ken.” Get up from the chair.

“But, Mr.”

“Trust. I'm stronger than you think, Ken! I'm not a weak man.” Smilingly.

Ken just nodded.

Both of them came out of the room. Walking slowly towards the room Kinara and Agra met.

Dika was already standing in front of the room. He looked at the two people who were talking. Sometimes Kinara nodded his head, sometimes shaking.

Dika is not sure what they are talking about. However, seeing the two of them sitting at one table made Dika's heart ache.

Dika lowered his head. His hand touched the surface of the glass, just like the last time he stole a glance while in the car.

Kinara, this is the path I want to show you. From now on, your path will be wide open. May you always be happy. Lord ... I leave Kinara to You. Please give happiness to her, Dika.

Dika turned his body. His hand rested on Ken's shoulder. She cried sobbing. This is the end of her love story. Depressing.

Seriate.....

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