Getting Married Due to a Trap

Getting Married Due to a Trap
Wijaya family .



After Uncle Joko and Bulek came home. Not wanting to stay in the hospital for long. A day is enough for Khaira. Dr. Sakti also allowed Khaira to go home, but still had to be outpatient to see the condition of the stitches in five days later.


After finishing with all the hospital administration, Khaira who is still accompanied by her cousin Mita, who is very chatty. The two take a taxi to Kevin's house.


As for Kevin, he was riding his motorcycle right behind the taxi that Khaira was riding in, like a bodyguard.


"Ra, like Kevin has started to be interested in the same lo, or even now it's falin in love,” said Mita who since boarding the taxi her mouth always echoed.


Khaira was looking at the busy traffic and turned to Mita, "Ngawur you Mit!”


"Well, this kid doesn't believe in me very much, but the proof is, he now calls you by the name of me-you, he keeps objecting you move. Then yes, the small attention that he pointed to lo, it has become a proof that he loves you. Lo'nya aja not realized, heart stone!” cerocos Mita explains the change that happened to Kevin.


"If I keep moving, what do you think about Mit?" Khaira looked back at the glass of the taxi car, and saw Kevin who was focused on driving the speed of the motorbike.


"Lha how do you keep moving, do you get sick again. I don't agree that you're moving now. You see, the contract that you want to rent has been taken over by others," replied Mita, hearing from the owner of the contract that the contract that Khaira will rent has been rented to others.


"Why can it be that fast?" tanya Khaira did not expect the contract owner to cancel the agreement without informing her.


"Well yes, last night the owner of my contract. He said who's fast he got." Mita replied, shuffling her shoulder.


Khaira sighed, he again circulated his gaze staring at the vehicle.


~~


Not long after, the taxi car stopped in front of Kevin's house. Khaira and Mita then get off the taxi not to forget Khaira paid for it, Mita looks very observant building that looks simple but modern style.


This is the first time Mita has seen Kevin's house, after one month of Khaira's stay.


"Kirain, yes, in my mind. Lo is stuck with a rich man, aka tajir, a lot of money, his company everywhere. Uuh anyway Sultan dah, kayak in novels with blue logo that I have read,” said Mita hammering as high as a gray delusion, in the gray sky.


"Thyp you, Mit! Where in the real world Tajir men want to marry a poor woman like me, or vice versa, there are still they married also look first time, background, seeds, weights, and so on, or at least equally equal. Most watch the same soap opera read the novel halu the you, Mit!" Khaira scoffs at her cousin whose bow is high.


"Lho, sick people really do it! Calm down brother..?" mita said, with a bitter smile.


"It's not hard, but if you hit the height. Ntar if we see the reality is not disappointed," replied Khaira.


Kevin's arrival makes Mita and Khaira stop the conversation which will lead to a small quarrel.


"Sorry well, I stopped to buy something.” said Kevin just arrived, and opened the minimalist gate. It is not at the door of the house. Followed by Khaira and Mita.


"Please let the ladies go inside, I want to take the goods outside," said Kevin, allowing Khaira and Mita to enter first. Then he returned to his motorbike which was still parked on the street in front of the house.


Mita observes the living room, simple yet elegant. After sitting for a while with Khaira, Mita then said "Ra, I guess I can not stay here for long. You know, yesterday I just took a leave of absence, sorry, because I have to go back to work. Later in the afternoon if the house is not too lazy, or gini, tomorrow and then, I'm here again"


Khaira nodded, she could understand it, "Yes, thanks Mit, keep you to work up what?"


"Lha, how are you? Transport a lot of noh in the streets.” said Mita pointed to the outside of the house.


Khaira turned to look at Kevin, who had just entered the house with two plastic bags.


Kevin looked at Khaira, feeling that his wife wanted him to deliver Mita, "What?"


Before Khaira makes a sound and intends to ask Kevin to deliver Mita, Mita first refuses.


"Gue does not want to ride a motorcycle with him, later there is, expensive makeup that I've been irritating so it's not karu-karuan!" sergeant Mita, holding his cheek.


"Good, if you wake up!" said Kevin.


Mita also glanced cynically, it seems he was furious with Kevin's words, "Dih, indeed I want to ride a motor lo!"


"Waduh nyolot answered. Relax boss!" reply cynical Mita.


"Why do you guys make a fuss, you like Kevin, Mit?" khaira said, finally helped open the voice, rather than diem-diem bae rich football supporters when the champion lost.


"No!" chirps Mita.


Kevin rolled his eyes at Khaira who said so, "What are you talking about Ra?"


Khaira shuddered his shoulders, "Yes, you guys often fight if you meet for a long time so like each other?"


"Choose.. you say what Ra is? Apparently your bandaged hands, your brain is injured? Rather than me here speaking indistinctly, mending me go," Mita, sergeant, rejects Khaira's perception. He turned to look at Kevin who was standing not far from Khaira, "and lo Vin. Although you are nice, but I'm sure you will be nice and take care of my cousin, I unplug. Thank you for accepting Khaira to stay at your house" he told Kevin.


Kevin just silently stared at Mita without a meaningful expression.


"That's my cousin, hopefully soon to recover" said Mita, waving and walking backwards away from the porch of Kevin's house.


Khaira nodded and could only see Mita in the doorway. Although Mita is 24 years old and only two years older than him, but the instinct of courage and independence Mita deserves thumbs up.


When Khaira turned around, she was surprised by the presence of Kevin who was standing right behind her, immediately Khaira's forehead touched Kevin's lips. Khaira took a step back.


"Mas Kevin!" hardik Khaira rubbed her forehead, and saw Kevin smiling. He walked out of front of Kevin.


Kevin turned his head to trace the departure of Khaira who walked into the room, he rubbed his lips, "ah won a lot of me." as long as in his heart, happy to be able to kiss Khaira without any coercion.


~


There could be no meaningful pounding in his heart, for it was not the first kiss. Previously he had also received a kiss from Kevin by force. Khaira rubbed her forehead rather roughly.


"Can bae tuh people, looking for a chance in the narrowness!" his grunts were anxious, and Kevin always approached and wanted to touch him. Khaira walked up to the room she was in.


The sight of blood stains that dry on his white clothes then intend to take a shower so that his body feels more fresh. He took a towel, as well as a change of clothes, using only one hand, because the left hand he had to carry in front of the chest.


Before actually leaving the room, Khaira tilted her head to see the middle room look empty.


"Huhhh. safe." Khaira let out a long sigh, in order to avoid her meeting with Kevin which would only make her more upset, Khaira walked towards the bathroom with a sneak while lowering her gaze.


And at the same time Kevin came out of the room, finding Khaira walking around, "Why is that your way?"


Khaira was aghast at the sound of Kevin reprimanding her, to the point that he threw the clothes. As a result, all his clothes floated and fell scattered.


"Nature.....!" khaira exclaimed at the horror, he rounded his eyes to see his clothes splattered right in front of Kevin's feet, not sparing his underwear.


Kevin saw Khaira's clothes scattered separately in front of his feet, between the pajamas patterned Spongebob netraya also saw Khaira's underwear in the form of a red bra and pants in yellow.


Gleck... Khaira gulped down her saliva which seemed to be obstructing. He saw


Kevin then took turns to look at his underwear lying helpless on the floor, right in front of Kevin's feet.


Khaira was as if a dead flea in her place stood. His mind said, "Please don't let Kevin pick it up."




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