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At the sight of the frying pan that he had put cooking oil, what was already burning made smoke billow from the frying pan. Immediately Khaira turned off the stove, Kevin's words left her dumbfounded.
"What confidence does Kevin have, to meet Abah?" khaira asked without looking at Kevin. It still faces the stove.
"Gue just wants to affirm our marriage" replied Kevin, seeing Khaira's back.
Asserted? Khaira turned her body towards Kevin three meters away from the dining table.
"What do you want to say to Kevin? Is it just because you want to touch me, ask for full rights over me? Have you asked about your heart? Do you really love me?" cecar Khaira excitedly looked at the man who was sitting on the chair.
"You seem to have misunderstood the meaning of my words, Ra," Kevin said staring at Khaira.
Khaira shook her head, refuting Kevin's opinion.
"You obviously know that Kevin, who is in love, can separate. Moreover, people who just want to feel the sensation of desire only! Or do you think I'm just an outburst of your broken love?" again Khaira asked Kevin a question.
His parents' marriage was enough to make Khaira learn. That those who fall in love with each other can easily separate, especially if there are no feelings.
Kevin stood up he approached Khaira, he knew that Khaira might be expressing disappointment at the separation of Mother who had left Khaira and Abah. "I'm sorry, if my words are wrong." looked at Khaira who looked down.
Khaira was silent.
Silent. That's the picture of the current situation.
"I'm sorry Kevin" said Khaira Parau, stared at by a face that had shady eyes, Khaira realized that Kevin was not wrong. Kevin has rights over him. Kevin is her husband.
But the fear of separation seems to be a very solid defense fortress. To be able to accept Kevin with chesty, plus a feeling that was like being swayed by his feelings for Asep. Khaira looked back.
"Hey, why are you apologizing?" Kevin holds Khaira's chin to face her.
"Give me time" said Khaira softly, "I will try to accept you in my heart, I will establish myself to love you" he added.
Kevin nodded, he hugged Khaira. The goal heard the sound of cries being held back from Khaira, making Kevin's heart chuckle, his eyes round. He rubbed the back of Khaira's head and back gently.
Khaira returned Kevin's embrace, he hugged even this man tightly. It feels like the chest of Kevin's field wrapped in distro shirts seems to be a container for his tears.
"I'm sorry Kevin, I'm sorry. I can't be your wife yet, I'm sorry. Because I am still in my own feelings" Khaira said with sobs.
Kevin listened to everything that Khaira would say, he let out a long sigh, then rubbed Khaira's back and turned to rub the back of his wife's head which this time no longer wears a veil in the house.
"I'm sorry, too, for always forcing you. Sorry I'm my Delf, I'm really sorry, I'll convince my heart to appreciate and celebrate your honor" Kevin said earnestly from his small heart, that after he had forced himself to touch Khaira, afterwards he deeply regretted his actions.
Kevin breaks his arms, he holds Khaira's cheeks. He saw a puffy face, rubbed tears that wet his wife's cheeks.
"Don't cry anymore, Delf. I'm so sorry to have forced you, I'm so sorry" Kevin said, looking down and closing his eyes deeply.
Staring at Kevin's face that looked down faintly, sad still emanated there, on Kevin's face that looked tired. Khaira shook her head to indicate that what Kevin regretted would not change anything, except that it was himself who changed.
"We don't just need to get better, Kevin" Khaira said.
Kevin raised his face, clashing with Khaira's eyes.
"but we do have to distinguish where love is just like, because of the many couples trapped in a situation that they consider love, but after realizing it is just a blink of an eye, then it ended with a quarrel and blame each other." continued Khaira, stared at Kevin's bead teary eyes.
As soon as Kevin blinked, he let out a long sigh and then nodded briefly, "I understand."
Powerless in staring into Kevin's netra, Khaira chooses to move on and end her conversation with Kevin.
With gontai steps, Khaira walked towards the room she was in right now, as if she had made such a long, exhausting journey.
Never regretted it for as long as he had, but Khaira realized there was a hole in him. He is still looking for someone who can complete it. Is it true that Kevin is the cure, or realized by him is not what actually makes happy.
Is that Kevin or Asep? Who is solidifying the answer in the bottom of his heart, does love exist? Is it able to make him distinguish whether love or just love and liking?
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Helpless, faint lunglai lamented his feelings, as if he had been lulled with hope that had been lost. Falling in the beauty of long wait.
Couldn't there be someone accompanying him in wading through this meaning of life? Back the silence slipped into his soul cavity.
It can be interpreted by him, that there are doubts of the indecisive heart in Khaira. Kevin felt that he did not deserve pure and sincere love.
Kevin feels lost, and lost is always in a dilemma all along. Who is the wait for? Where will his love be anchored? Is there a heart that will listen to the silent request of the persecuted heart.
And give it meaning to his life that is crashing, that is detached, until at last he can embrace, together, forever.
Seyogenya no longer feel lost, no longer feel empty. Kevin smiled lamenting his fate, his feelings, and his peerless love.
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The night is getting late, the retrieval of Hoodie hanging on a clothes hanger. The cell phone that had been lying on the bed sounded.
Kevin looked at the screen of his phone that was on, visible from the food delivery service, then took the phone and shifted the green button.
"Yes" replied Kevin briefly, then turned off the phone.
Walking out of the room, just straight to the door and after opening the door he saw a man who used to deliver his order food from Padang Bulan restaurant.
Kevin tipped, and took his food.
"Please Mas" said the man who delivered the food.
Without answering the alias of behaving as usual, Kevin went straight to the terrace of the house and entered.
Take three dishes and prepare the food he ordered on the plate. Kevin looked at the door of the room Khaira occupied from behind the wide glass of the kitchen.
Since this afternoon, Khaira did not come out of the room. Kevin thought it was possible that the girl was not in a good mood. Plus a wound on the wrist.
Kevin let out a long sigh, and walked towards Khaira's room. In the face of the brown room, "Has he changed his bandages? He hasn't eaten either and probably hasn't taken his medication" he murmured.
Holding the doorknob, then turning and it turns the door is not in the key. Then opened the door, Kevin's netra was immediately fixed on Khaira who was sleeping on the bed covered with a blanket to half her body.
Kevin went into the room, he sat in front of the bed and watched carefully Khaira's swollen face. Again, Kevin's breath did.
He raised his hand, then removed the haircut that covered Khaira's cheeks.
"May you find your happiness, even though it will not be with me" said Kevin softly.
After seeing Khaira's condition, Kevin went up and came out of the room that Khaira occupied. Closed the door back.
Khaira opened her eyes, she felt all the presence and felt a gentle swipe of Kevin's hand. Even the words Kevin said he heard.
He closed his eyes again with a long breath. Feeling his stomach back rumbling, he also remembered not taking the medicine.
Although lazy to wake up, but he had to eat and take medicine. So that the wound can heal immediately and can leave here immediately.
Walk towards the kitchen in giant steps. As he passed the dining table, he saw the hood. And he saw a white paper on it. Khaira scrunched her forehead in wonder, there was what was under the hood of food and small paper.
A small paper handwritten by Kevin.
"It's not my cooking, I ordered it. After eating don't forget to take medicine, and hopefully get well soon."
Khaira smiled faintly looking at the paper bearing Kevin's hand. The opening of the hood and see the menu of cuisine as presented in the restaurant where he worked.
"May God always protect and always repay your kindness, Kevin."
Seriate