Getting Married Due to a Trap

Presidential room suite

Morning's approaching.

Kevin had woken up first, he saw Khaira in the same position as last night. Leaning his head to his chest. Kevin had no intention of building his wife into a deep sleep.

Although almost all over his body felt pain and stiffness, let alone his fight last night with Frans' men. Kevin is grateful that his body is not weak, there is no need to bother getting medical treatment, even though he realizes that his face may look battered.

He also still feels a tremendous pain sensation in the area of his eyelids. However, thanks to the cold water compress that Khaira did last night, it can slightly reduce her swelling.

Stay in the treatment by applying ointment to relieve pain and bruising and taking pain medication. Kevin did not feel the need until the week he would return to normal, and the bruise rash redness on his face would fade, the pain was gone.

Hem..I think he wants time to stop when he sees Khaira like this. Rarely would a woman who had filled a hole in her heart be like this. Kevin didn't want to miss this bright morning moment.

Kevin was willing to hold Khaira's weight even longer, looking from the side of Khaira's naturally beautiful left face this close made Kevin amazed.

Seen from the tip of the head that has long jet black hair, forehead that is not too wide, the nose is also fitting, not sharp nor pugnacious.

Eyes that are still closed, Kevin can see that Khaira has long eyelashes, slightly chubby cheeks and lips that fit, not thin nor thick.

Truly indigenous Indonesian women, the color of Khaira skin also characterizes the typical Javanese woman who is like the sweet-sweet word of Javanese sugar.

Seeing Khaira wriggling like a baby, Kevin immediately closed his eyes like someone who had not woken up from sleep.

Khaira was surprised to find herself so sound asleep on the chest of Kevin's field, in a half-sitting position, she immediately distanced herself from Kevin and sat down, "Astaghfirullah! Why do I sleep so well this way?"

Sighs a little when his injured hand feels sore and stiff, "Aish... why do I have to be this sick, how do I work?" mumbled wailing.

Kevin's bruised face, especially Kevin's red eyes bluish rash. Khaira gave a rough sigh.

"If fighting isn't your forte, you must be lying on top of Mas Kevin's hospital gurney right now. It was fortunate that you had a body as strong as steel. But you're still not Gatot Glass!" khaira said with a small voice, then moved from her seat and walked to the room.

After Khaira's departure, Kevin opened his eyes. He smelled his smile. Hearing Khaira's words were exactly like grumbling. He knew that his wife was worried about him. He also did not expect, Frans' men would confront and beat him in a brutal way.

Kevin knows the consequences in revealing drug networks, especially if it involves the most wanted drug dealer in the entire country. And he also knew that life could be at stake.

He also asked the police to protect his identity. Not to be smelled by drug dealers. However, because Frans already knew him, it was not difficult for Frans to find out and what his activities were like.

"This time you'll be ruined Frans!" he said softly, he saw the dominant white ceiling, then resisted the pain in his stomach that received punches and hard kicks from Frans' men.

Kevin sighed in pain trying to get up, but he felt he did not have the energy to move. Finally he returned to sleeping.

If it was Frans, surely the name of Sonia was dragged along. Kevin imagines how Sonia's life after Frans is captured by the police.

Kevin immediately dismissed Sonia's thoughts, "Gue hope you repent soon Sonia."

Kevin again tried to get up and tried to work hard to gather all his strength that might still be left but nil.

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Meanwhile Khaira had just come out of her room, bringing clothes to take a bath instead, she saw Kevin who looked awake and took pains to sit down.

Khaira immediately put her clothes on the single sofa. And come over and help Kevin to sit down.

Kevin looked at Khaira, he smiled faintly, "Thank you Delf,"

"Together." Khaira immediately went up and took back the clothes she had placed on the single sofa.

Seeing Khaira about to leave, Kevin reflexively raised his hand and grabbed Khaira's right hand, causing Khaira to turn and collapse with a position on her lap.

Kevin sizzled with the pain of holding Khaira's body weight which rested on top of both thighs.

"No matter how hard you avoid me, it will bring you closer to me, as it is today" said Kevin whispered in the ears of Khaira who is not currently wearing a hijab.

Khaira poked the corner of Kevin's bruised lips, slightly pressing him, making Kevin frown a little, "Yes yes... I've been stuck with you, especially now that I'm on your side, so I beg you, arrogant sir, let me go right now."

Kevin held his face, precisely at the corner of his sore lips, "Udah know pain, why is it still on the press! It's getting sicker, "giguously.

Khaira immediately pulls off from Kevin's lap.

"If it hurts, why fight! Remember Kevin. You're not Gatot Glass, and you're not a cat with nine lives!" khaira said firmly, he took back his clothes on the sofa.

"Are you worried about me so much? Maybe you're not fully aware that you're in love with me?" kevin saw Khaira walking towards the bathroom.

Khaira spontaneity turned around, Kevin stared fixedly. He is no longer evasive, under the present may God have turned his heart, "I think your guess is true. That the love in my heart had started to blossom" Khaira paused her speech, she smiled faintly and again said, "however, I must make sure that your love is indeed real and sincere for all eternity, not just for today. And it seems that I must be prepared to be a tough woman! You see, whoever the woman is, will be captivated by your good looks, Mas Kevin. And I, must be prepared to eradicate the actor!"

Kevin turned his face away for a moment, and looked back at Khaira who was standing at a distance of two meters, "So you doubt my feelings, unfaithful?"

Khaira smiled at the devil, she shuddered his shoulders, "We'll see as time goes by. If it is true that you love me sincerely, you will surely endure all my shortcomings, and vice versa with me. I'll hold on for the rest of my life."

"Is your statement a bet?" in an instant Kevin did not look away, he still stared intensely at Khaira.

"Not, not a bet. However, Sayyidina Umar bin Khattab Radhiallahu Anhu explained (Women are not clothes that you can wear and you take them off at will. The woman is Honorable and has her rights." There is at least a benchmark for Khaira, that every woman has her right not to be hurt and not just to be used as an outlet.

Kevin was silent hearing Khaira's reply. He must have learned to recognize the hadiths and wise words of the Messenger's companions, in order to be a guide in his long-empty faith and heart about his religious teachings and exhortations.

Seeing Kevin quiet, Khaira intends to return to the beginning of her goal, which is the bathroom.

Kevin sees Khaira entering the bathroom, but accidentally sees Khaira's loaf of bread lying on the floor, "Ra!"

"Hemm, what?" khaira answered without looking at Kevin.

"Your bread is falling" said Kevin, watching the white plastic-covered bread.

"What bread is Kevin, obviously I bring a change of clothes, no longer bring bread?" This time Khaira turned to Kevin, confused by the words of Kevin who mentioned fresh bread, clearly he did not bring fresh bread.

"You're menstruating, right?" kevin asked looking at Khaira's face which showed a confused look.

Frowning in wonder, Khaira looked at Kevin intently, "Where did Kevin know?"

Khaira looked back, at the pajamas she was wearing, afraid that the red jam was translucent and seen by Kevin. His feeling said, "Not translucent?"

Khaira looked back at Kevin, who was still sitting on the back of the sofa.

Kevin saw Khaira as if he was looking for something, and he pointed to a flat object with a small box size wrapped in white plastic, with a mirroring of matany, "That's your loaf of bread falling!"

Looking at Kevin's eyes, leading to a white plastic pee, Khaira closed her eyes. For the second time he again felt embarrassed, to the point of wanting to hide in a candy wrapper.

Khaira immediately picked it up, she immediately ran a small towards the bathroom.

Kevin chuckled at Khaira's expression, He then said in a slightly raised tone, "Ra, would you help me undress?"

In the absence of authenticity, Kevin thinks it's possible that Khaira can take off her own clothes. And the wound also subsided a little.

Seriate...