Destiny Love Kinara

Can't Run

That afternoon after Amel's doctor left Dika's mansion, he rushed to find the whereabouts of his personal assistant.

And

after meeting Ken, the lecture begins at length for the sole purpose of asking Ken to repair the damaged floor, which leaves Kinara's little finger injured.

Dika even threatened to have Ken himself work on it, throughout his journey as a personal assistant,

This was the first time Dika had given such an unreasonable task. Far from his profession.

Tomorrow - tomorrow if any tile leaks, the wall paint fades, or even the window glass breaks.

I will fix it, after that I will stop being a personal assistant and become a building porters.

Like that more or less Ken grumbled when receiving a task from Dika, but in fact the task was still he received and he carried it out well.

After the lecture session with Ken was over, he returned to the living room. Kinara was still sitting there, applying pain relief ointment on the corner of her lips, the ointment given by Dr. Amel.

Before leaving Kinara, Dika had warned Kinara not to go into the room and waited for her in the living room.

Kinara didn't want to argue she just nodded her head, a sign she agreed.

***

Dika glanced at the giant clock standing beside the urn. At six o'clock in the afternoon, Dika asked Kinara to get ready to go to the center. Buy some clothes that can cover the neck,

kinara refused many times. But Dika insisted, until the last way he used was to offer it as a debt and Kinara could repay it.

Dika doesn't need money from Kinara. His own money was enough and sufficient, but he knew clearly Kinara's attitude.

In the end it was only that way that he had thought of, and it was indeed quite effective. Evidence succeeded.

“If you don't have clothes covered why not ask Ken to buy them? It's been two days that you skipped college.” his eyes remain focused forward looking at the road, while Kinara who was sitting next to Dika did not care.

He prefers to circulate his eyes through the car windows, see the crowded and crowded streets of the capital, maybe this is the return hour of work.

Some motorcycles overtake Dika cars, motorcycles are the most appropriate vehicles used when the road is jammed, can overtake there overtake here.

The street lights were already alive, some street vendors were seen lined up along the street.

Ah, how happy it would be if I could ride a bike and enjoy the night air with the person who loves me.

Not getting stuck in a fancy car, but making me breathless every time I remember who was sitting next to me.

After being stuck in traffic for a long time, they finally reached one of the largest shopping centers in the capital.

****

“Mahal once.” Kinara grumbled when she saw the price of the clothes she was holding. “In the night market can be ten pairs.”

“You like that one.” Dika came from behind, his hand grabbed the long shirt Kinara was holding, felt the texture of the material and saw the price. “You want?” put that shirt back on.

“No.” shaking head as fast as lightning. “We buy clothes in the night market only.” Kinara.

It seemed that an SPG noticed, perhaps in his mind was scornful of Kinara.

Not having enough money but dare to shop in a large and luxurious mall. Whatever, Kinara doesn't care.

“So we passed the night market, there is still time if we go there now.” Whispering, the SPG's eyes were like lions hunting prey.

Kinara was not comfortable shopping at the Mall, every time

he was holding onto clothes there was always an SPG approaching and offering help.

It made Kinara feel bad when it didn't buy.

“No!” Dika furrowed his forehead until both of his eyebrows linked. “I don't want to! too many crowds of people.” Resiliently refusing,

an unreasonable reason.

Where is there a quiet night market? The quiet ones in the graveyard, you're the ones forcing your way.

“This is it.” forcefully thrust the shirt. “This one is mba. How many colors? I take all.” throw the shirt, the spg smile wide,

of course he was happy because someone bought him. What else if it wasn't for that.

Wait, whoa. Shouldn't you ask me, Dika? You can't just decide.

“I don't want to spend my whole life paying you a debt just because of those clothes.” Kinara refused.

“I disagree.” he insists if he really does not need the shirt, maybe more precisely not need. But

do not want to throw money from his hard work just for the sake of a few pieces of clothes that are inhumanly priced. What a difference, just brand.

In the night market such clothes he met a lot.

“I agree! What I agree on is what you should buy!” Dika changed the intonation of his voice, there was a threat tone there.

Yeah, do. You don't need to ask for my approval.

“Already, whatever you want.” Kinara was tired of arguing over the man.

After winning, Dika again glanced around.

Leaving Kinara who chose to stay still on the spot.

Just go far away, you always do as you please, am I a puppet to you?

“Kinara?”

The familiar voice broke his daydream, like being struck by lightning in a hole.

As soon as Kinara turned her body she found someone she knew already standing in front of her.

Kinara didn't know how to.

The man's name is spoken. “A...Agra?” his lips clenched again, unable to bring out another sentence.

“What are you doing here?” Agra walked over. “Tumben to Mall, not to night market?” Agra smile.

Kinara retreated, wanting it to feel like she was running away. Wherever, as far as he could so that he could hide from Agra.

Seeing Kinara's frightened reaction, Agra chose to stop, staring in full search. His gaze immediately saw the wound on Kinara's lips and the bruising marks on Kinara's neck.

“What happened, Kinar?” Agra approached quickly, of course he panicked to see Kinara's condition.

Kinara retreated, twisted his body and ran in every direction.

Don't chase! don't chase me Agra.

I have no reason to explain it to you, I beg you to go Agra.

Kinara ran, tears started to pool in the corner of her eyes, quickly Kinara wiped with the back of her hand.

“Kinara, don't run. I beg.” Agra is still chasing.

Why Kinara? What's wrong with you? Why are you running from me?

Brugg...

the misfortune came, it seems that God began to careless to see the state of Kinara and Agra. Maybe this was the best decision, when she could run away in fact Kinara's body actually hit her husband's back.

“What the hell run-run.” rotate his body. “Kan I told you I..”

“Kinara.”

No, Agra Grissham.

“Kinara, what are you running from me for? Kinar, look at me.” Agra tried to get closer.

Kinara still turned her back, revealing a back that went up and down as she started sobbing.

“Bring me away, Dika.” Kinara whispered. “I beg. Let's go” his voice starts raucous, don't know why but he feels like his neck is choked.

It's very hard to make a sound.

Hahaha..are you ashamed to meet him? You don't want Agra to know the truth? Know about your status? Good Kinara, I'm making you even more embarrassed. Let's see how good this guy is if he sees you.

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