Getting Married Due to a Trap

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Meanwhile, Kevin was happy. Finally can hear Khaira tell a story about the life lived by his wife so far.

But from that story. Kevin was heartbroken when Khaira talked about Asep, a man who had been a good friend of Khaira all this time.

Whether jealous or just not wanting to hear Khaira familiar with other men. However, Kevin prefers to be quiet not to show that he does not like to hear Khaira talking about Asep.

Kevin was surprised when he heard the sound of a car horn about fifteen meters from him sitting on the bench of the park. He seemed to recognize the red car.

"Ultimately, when you were in school. Your best friend who's Kevin?" khaira asked, she gave her eyes staring at the roses blooming in the garden.

"Hmmm.." Kevin turned his attention away from staring at the car parked across the street, and looked back at Khaira, "what did you ask, Delf?"

Khaira glanced at Kevin at a glance, she looked back at the roses, "When school at SMK level, who were you ever close to? Or who's your best friend?"

Kevin raised his face to look at the various expanse of sky, "There's Brian, who you saw last night and there's girls, too,"

Khaira raised both of her eyebrows and looked at Kevin, "Right? What's name?"

Staring in Khaira's black netra, it made Kevin seem to enter an empty space but there was no gap for him there, in Khaira's point of view, "If I mentioned what his name was, would you not feel jealous?"

Khaira shuddered her shoulders, "Why should I be jealous? Let the past pass."

Kevin mangosteen heard his wife's answer, he then threw his gaze across the highway.

"There has never been me in the corner of your heart Khaira, even if only in the corner?" kevin Lirih.

Hearing Kevin grumble is enough to disturb Khaira's hearing, "What did you say Mas?"

Kevin shook his head, "Nothing," he then moved from his seat, "this afternoon is not as beautiful as expected, we should go home." he walked away from Khaira who was still sitting on the bench extending the park.

Seeing Kevin's cold attitude made Khaira confused, what words or questions he asked were wrong? Khaira pulled the corner of her lips, her net continued to look at Kevin's increasingly distant back, a moment later seeing Kevin turning around and also calling out to her.

"Woy Ra, let's go home! Weather's cloudy!" exclaimed Kevin stood a good distance away from Khaira.

Khaira turned her face to look at the expanse of sky that had indeed changed the weather all of a sudden. The sky looks dark blue is more dominant grayish color, even on the other side is deep black. He quickly got up, running around with small steps approaching Kevin.

This time without any worry and stiff, Khaira draped her arm around Kevin's arm, grimacing with her teeth on the left.

Seeing Khaira's smile, Kevin seemed to have contracted it. He poked Khaira's nose, "Are you ready to go home Miss?"

"Ready." Khaira nodded, a small smile on both corners of her lips.

~~

Clara continued to lurk Kevin and Khaira, until the two people in her observation had left the park.

"Gue has to kidnap Khaira!" clara Mumbles.

He took the phone from the bag, he contacted someone to help him in launching the action. He really thinks of himself as a monster. There was not the slightest bit in his heart to be willing to release Kevin happily.

Clara wants Kevin just as much as he does, equally feeling disappointment. And Clara thought getting rid of Khaira would make Kevin in a dilemma and make him frustrated.

"Please help me get rid of someone,"

For a moment Clara was silent in listening to someone she was contacting.

"Quiet, target girl. It looks like a weak chick, it must be easy to eliminate it,"

Clearly Clara, in imagining her target was a weak girl, she again fell silent for a moment in listening to her interlocutor on the phone.

"On easy pay! I love DP lo fifty million. The important thing is to get rid of that girl, if you succeed I give you a bonus,"

Bright Clara, her eyes stared straight ahead of the street. After completing an agreement with a hitman, Clara turns off the phone.

"Gue wouldn't want you to be happy Kevin, you're just mine!" muttered Clara firmly.

He then threw his phone into the side seat of the wheel. Slowly but surely, Clara drove her car out of the area around the park.

~~

The rain had begun to subside, since flushing at 18:11 wib until 19:30 wib.

Isya prayers were performed, with Kevin as the priest. Of course it was Khaira who asked Kevin to become a priest. He not only asked, but whined with the reason of heaven as his reward.

Khaira understands Kevin's fear, as it may be Kevin's first experience to become a priest.

After the prayer and prayer. Khaira continued to stare at Kevin's back, "Is this the feeling of praying in the husband's priesthood?" monologue in the heart.

The sight of Kevin turning around, sitting like this makes Khaira speechless, "Ehemm.." Dehemnya, Khaira cingusan, then look at Kevin's hand, he took the initiative to greet the man's hand in front of him.

Of course Kevin is very happy, with Khaira's warm attitude. He smiled a smile, Khaira stared fixedly.

"Mas Kevin, tonight's work?" khaira asked, he began to move from his seat.

Kevin also followed Khaira moving from the top of the alphabet, then folding the prayer mat, "Actually he still males departing, but already on the phone with the Boss,"

"Why, huh?" kevin asked, looking at Khaira's face as if disappointed.

"No papa" answered Khaira, then took off the face, and folded it with one hand. Looks messy indeed.

"If you don't want me to work, then I'm home" said Kevin, then sat on the edge of the bed.

Khaira looked at Kevin, "I never mind you going to work, even though until now I didn't know what your job was?"

Kevin laughed at Khaira's question. Yes, a month more Khaira lives with him. However, just this time Khaira asked what her job was. Kevin thought his wife would be careless. But the guess is wrong.

Remembering is indeed the attitude of the cold Khaira, and as if not concerned with his activities. However, Kevin has not dared to say what his job is to Khaira. He still does not have the confidence to admit that he is a Disc Jockey and is very sociable with PSK, Alcohol and something that is considered black.

~~

The night is getting late.

Kevin is ready to wear Hoodie and long jens slightly torn on the knee. Khaira drove him to the door.

Khaira greets the hand of the man who has been her husband for almost a month and kisses the back of Kevin's hand.

I don't know why Kevin didn't have the heart to see Khaira, "You sure you're okay I'm staying?"

Khaira smiled, then nodded thinly, "It's okay not to worry about me. Precisely what I'm worried about Kevin, are you really better? I see the bruise is still clearly visible,"

Then swab Kevin's left eye that still shows bruised bluish-red rash, Khaira felt bruised was still sick.

Getting warm treatment and Kevin's caring attitude, made him smile thinly, "Meleted Abah's heart deck," he said spontaneously.

Khaira noticed her hand that had reflexively rubbed Kevin's face, she pulled her hand from there.

Excited to see the timid Khaira, Kevin rubbed Khaira's cheek, "Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam." answered Khaira's greeting which was like not willing if Kevin had to go to work, although until now, no matter what job Kevin did. But yeah, let Kevin explain later.

Khaira hopes that hopefully, it is not a job that harms others, and not a danger that harms Kevin himself. Amin, that is the prayer that was embedded in the corner of Khaira's heart, when he saw Kevin going to work.

With a heavy heart Kevin walked backwards his gaze still continued to look at Khaira, until not realizing there was a derivative of the terrace floor of the house made him fall.

"Ouch!" kevin exclaimed in shock that he had fallen to the garage floor.

"Mas Kevin!" not only Kevin, Khaira also gasped he was about to approach Kevin, but Kevin hunted back to his feet in a cool pretentious style.

"Quiet, I'm not okay! Just a speechless look at that sweet smile! Asek ah!" said Kevin while raising his eyebrows.

Seeing Kevin's cute and cool attitude makes Khaira's pity turn into laughter, "Hahaha... Coolest dude?"

Hearing Khaira's crisp laughter rub off on Kevin, he laughed crisply. If this is the way, when will you go to work. Seeing Khaira then saw his motorbike that was spoiled.

Coming back to Khaira who was still laughing, Kevin kissed his wife's cheek briefly.

Khaira spontaneously widened her eyes, and closed her mouth with her hands looking again and again Kevin took the opportunity while off-guard.

"Mas Kevin!" the thrill of seeing Kevin who has been standby on a sport bike.

"Daah My Delf.." before getting a protest, Kevin hurriedly stopped his bike and smiled at the still-disgruntled Khaira.

Khaira continued to look at Kevin, until the man left the yard which was not much. Seeing Kevin's wink makes Khaira look like a somersault.

"Shhhhh... So tempting!" muttered Khaira. A moment later he realized he had been seduced by Kevin's flirtatious attitude. His own speech, "Astaghfirullah, Khaira!"

His heartbeat, irregular, like a marawis drum. Still confused, Khaira turned around and was about to enter the house. However, before Khaira completely closed the door. He found a woman's voice calling him.

"Excuse me!" greet a woman from the courtyard of the house.

Khaira again opened the door, and saw the face of someone familiar to her. Khaira tried to remember where she had met, a glimpse of the memory appeared. And he managed to find the memory piece. Meet at the restaurant! Her thought.

"Oh, the little boy at the time, about insurance?" khaira said, making sure.

Who else would a woman ask Khaira for insurance if it wasn't Clara. Clara nodded, "It turns out your memory is strong, I heard you had an accident?"

Hearing the answer of the fashionable woman in front of him pitched ketus and jutek Khaira squeezed in wonder, her forehead frowning. Wiped a glimpse of his injured arm, "Sorry, if I may know. Does this kid know where I'm getting hurt?"

Clara pulled the corner of her lips, "Obviously I know, because I'm your enemy!"

Khaira was flabbergasted, "Your enemies?!"

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