Getting Married Due to a Trap

Because of the video

Khaira had finished a big bath because she had finished her period, and the pads that had fallen did not become used. Then had changed clothes all in the bathroom, he saw the sewn wounds, looked horrified.

Closed his wound with pajama sleeves that were previously rolled up to the elbow. Khaira came out of the bathroom and glanced at Kevin who was still sitting on the living room couch on the phone.

Khaira immediately headed for the room, after which the wound was covered with bandages. He then walked to the kitchen, he saw a glimpse of Kevin who was still sitting on the sofa.

He felt his stomach hit the drum asking to be filled. Khaira was about to prepare breakfast in the kitchen, and stood in front of the refrigerator whose door was already open. However, Khaira is surprised by Kevin's voice which suddenly appears behind him.

"No need to cook breakfast" said Kevin standing behind Khaira.

Khaira was surprised, she stood up again and disengaged her intention to pick up vegetable soup, "Aren't you interested in my cooking anymore?"

The sight of Khaira's hair in a pinch, fresh fragrance from Khaira's hair makes Kevin's blood feel rustling.

"Why are you clamping wet hair?" ask Kevin, putting aside Khaira's question.

Khaira turned her body, she faced Kevin with a very close distance, Khaira reflexively rubbed her hair with her right hand, while her left hand was no longer carrying in front of her chest.

Deg. his heartbeat was racing, intensely stared at by Kevin. Khaira lowered her head not daring to look into Kevin's sharp eyes which looked at him like an arrow.

"Ehem.." Khaira cleared his throat to neutralize the nervous circulation that is increasingly spread to the crown.

"a-are you okay now? My maskud, do you no longer feel pain? Or how's your eye, does it still hurt? I think you should go to the hospital," said Khaira asked at length, but did not dare to look at Kevin, aka he just looked down, while rubbing his left wrist covered in long-sleeved pajamas.

Kevin smelled his smile, he was always made happy when he saw Khaira was wrong. For Kevin to see Khaira misbehaving or feeling embarrassed, making it like being showered with lottery prizes.

He saw Khaira's right hand rubbing her left wrist. Makes Kevin speculate that it may be possible that Khaira did not replace the bandage properly.

"Have you changed the bandage?"

Khaira nodded briefly.

"I don't think you changed the bandage properly, come with me. I'm helping you replace the bandage" Kevin said, pulling Khaira's hand.

Khaira stopped Kevin from pulling his right hand, "But Kevin, I'm a lager, I want to cook. Keep also want to take medicine to quickly dry the wound,"

Kevin turned to Khaira, "I ordered the delivery, so you don't have to bother cooking, as long as your hands are sore,"

Without answering Kevin's words, because there was nothing else he wanted to talk about. Khaira just followed Kevin towards the room.

"Sit down" said Kevin telling Khaira to sit on the bed.

This time Khaira did not say anything, even he did not dispute Kevin, unlike usual there will be a small debate that occurred. He saw Kevin take a white bandage obtained from the hospital on the dressing table.

Kevin sits opposite a wife who has not been fully able to accept him as a husband.

Without saying, Kevin took Khaira's left hand covered in long-sleeved pajamas, with his arms out to his elbows. Opened wrapped around a white bandage covering Khaira's sewn wound.

After seeing the condition of the stitches in Khaira's wounds. Kevin raised his face looking at the face of the girl sitting opposite him, "You must have washed it?"

The wound he saw was stitched, it did look terrible. Especially if you have been exposed to water for a long time. Khaira fell silent, still not daring to raise her face looking at Kevin.

Seeing Khaira who had just looked down made Kevin shake his head in wonder at the attitude of the wife who did not dare to look at him, "If you are talking again, look at the interlocutor,"

Khaira let out a long sigh, raised her face with her eyes closed for a second then opened her eyes and immediately sat down with Kevin's brown bead of eyes. He saw Kevin develop a smile. Making Khaira even more nervous, Khaira immediately threw away her gaze, staring at the tulip painting.

"Who's fighting with Kevin this time?" his tan breaks the awkwardness.

"Friends," Kevin lowered his head, knowing Khaira was feeling awkward.

"What, thugs?" Khaira rounded her eyes, she saw a lowered Kevin opening a bandage wrapped around his wrist.

"He'em, thugs. Why?" he saw a glimpse of his wife's eyes, then again subdued his gaze and cleaned the wound Khaira who bleed using tissue, after which it was felt that no blood came out. Kevin cleaned it with infusion water. As he did to his injuries if in the condition after fighting with thugs and begal in the streets.

"Did Kevin fight often?" Khaira was curious.

"Why do you ask that question so much? Are you starting to care about my activities?" kevin asked without seeing Khaira, focusing on wrapping a white bandage around his wife's wrist.

Khaira fell silent, she shook her head, "I was just curious, what before I stayed in your house, you rarely come home and always fight?"

Kevin nodded, anyway for what he lied if he did fight often.

Khaira saw Kevin nod, "Every day?" tanyanya surprised.

Kevin raised his face glimpsed at the woman before him, "Not really, only sometimes if begal or thugs are blocking the speed of my bike,"

"Did Kevin have a problem with that thug or thug?" khaira asked again, he was more and more interested in Kevin's story.

"Well, you could say so" Kevin replied briefly. Now he had finished wrapping the white bandage around Khaira's wrist.

Kevin stared into his wife's eyes with a shady look, "And now there is you,"

Khaira frowned, "Why me?"

Kevin stared fixedly at Khaira, until someone he stared at looked wrong. He drew his lips closer to Khaira's cheek, kissed her short on the wife's cheek.

Khaira is not ready to avoid Kevin, because Kevin has already held his left arm.

"Don't be afraid. This time I promised, before getting your parents' blessing and getting a marriage book. I'll never touch you" said Kevin, looking at Khaira's shocked and frightened look.

Sounded from outside, the sound of knocking iron trellis fence.

"It must have been a food delivery" said Kevin, he then moved from his seat. Then get out of the room immediately.

Khaira was dumbstruck after Kevin's departure to pick up food delivered by delivery. He really questioned in the depths of his heart. Is it true that Kevin has intended to meet Abah and wants to inaugurate this fake marriage? Khaira shook her head.

To doubt Kevin's words is the truth.

~~

During the meal session, Khaira just fell silent while enjoying the food that he did not actually enjoy, not because the food ordered by Kevin was not tasty. But Khaira was daydreaming about her feelings for Asep.

Why is it as if his feelings are now different, last night before Kevin went home Khaira had a chat through a video call with Asep, and his feelings are bland, he even worried about Kevin.

Khaira caught a glimpse of Kevin, and looked back down at his food, her mind saying, "Am I really fooled by the love for the man in front of me now?"

Since the meal session, Khaira just kept silent even how to eat from the woman sitting opposite to him was not good, whether the way Khaira was thinking made Kevin wonder.

"What are you thinking about Ra? Did you think about what I said back in the room?" her question was curious, wanting to understand what kind of genealogy Khaira was thinking about.

Khaira just stared at Kevin.

"Relax, you don't have to worry. I will not force you to accept me immediately, I will wait until you fully recover from the trauma of your parents' separation. And you can trust me completely with your life," said Kevin, trying to convince Khaira.

Khaira shook her head thinly.

"Mas Kevin, I'd like to buy some flower plants. The boss has given me permission for a week's leave, and I want to use my free time to plant ornamental seedlings" Khaira said, far from what she is currently thinking.

Kevin was stunned to hear Khaira's reply who wanted to buy a flower plant.

"So during the meal you were thinking about that?" he smiles sumringah, which Kevin fears that Khaira being distressed over his words while still in the room will disturb Khaira's mind, but it turns out that he has been mistaken.

Khaira nodded without looking at Kevin, "I-iya.."

"I'll buy you as many plants as you want, but I guess you'll have to wait until your stitch wound goes off, I can't take you either. What would people say if they saw this bruised face of mine," Kevin said.

"Well," Khaira replied in resignation, "do you still care about other people's opinions, Kevin?" ask without seeing Kevin.

"Sometimes just think of other people's opinions." Kevin kept looking at Khaira, until he finished eating.

~

After two people install a cctv on the porch of the house.

During this day, Khaira felt bored just sitting while reading a book.

While Kevin was just sitting with a gang leaning on the back of the sofa holding a laptop, not far from Khaira. He was copying some music components and his ears were also wearing headphones.

But Kevin's seriousness is gone. When looking at Khaira who seems restless by sitting that often alternates, or is bored.

Kevin got the laptop out of his lap and moved from his seat, he approached Khaira.

Khaira turned her face to look at Kevin who was standing in front of her as he reached out before her, "What?" tanyanya.

"Walking around the complex, right?" bargain Kevin.

"Well?" ask Khaira briefly.

"I've since seen you feel saturated, so let's take a walk around the complex, you've never been to a park near here." take Kevin, without waiting for Khaira's answer, without waiting for Khaira's answer, he took his wife's hand and took her out of the house.

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