Getting Married Due to a Trap

Jay and tya

Music studio.

Kevin introduces Khaira as his wife to his friends who are currently in his music studio.

Khaira was surprised that Kevin introduced her as a wife. But yes Khaira take that, Kevin's good faith. Khaira is obviously very interested in all the instruments of DJ music components. He was also introduced by some of Kevin's friends who are currently in the studio.

There's Yoshua, Richard, and there's also Yoga. The three men appeared to be very serious in training.

Richard as a vocalist, Yoshua as a guitarist, Yoga as a dreamer and not to forget Kevin also as an organ accompanist to complete the instrumental music is very fitting.

While Khaira sat on the sofa together with Yoshua's lover and Richard's lover, it was as if she was looking at four handsome men's concerts.

When is it again, right?

Cling... Khaira felt her eyes were so fresh that she could see handsome men from a very close distance like this. Lucky she? Yes times not lucky.

Kevin approached Khaira who seemed very happy, he also gave a mic to Khaira to sing together like karaokean.

Of course Khaira was reluctant to respond to Kevin's mic, he was not confident to sing in front of many people even though now only the five friends of Kevin are in this studio room.

Now, Richard is the one who took over the musical organs. While Kevin and Khaira duet, but more to Kevin who donated the voice.

The song session by Kevin and Khaira was over.

"Let's dong Ra sing again, don't be shy with us - we're enjoying it, not friends" Yoshua told Khaira, who has been singing occasionally.

"Well, really," said Ella, participating in making Khaira sing.

Kevin smiled, he looked at Khaira who looked embarrassed, even stiff. "Take as you please, let's feel your frustration or your current feelings pour out through singing,"

Khaira finally resigned, after being forced, "Alright. Please guys, accompany this music I'm gonna sing."

Like a dangdut singer in staging stage orchestras, Khaira began to sound, although his voice is not as good as dangdut..

🎶 Should I wonder to the clouds

Why am I thirsty in the midst of the sea

I should have wondered about the tree

Why am I starving in the midst of the fields

As if I were no longer a word

As if I were out of sight....

Asek right?!

There is concern for the song performed by Khaira. I don't know what that describes? But in the song selection, as Kevin said, just let go of the frustration and fun through the song. And it's true that Khaira sings as if she's expressing herself.

Seen from the five friends Kevin also enjoyed. Not infrequently the two women present also sang.

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Fun in the studio until 22:00 wib. Kevin and Khaira and the others went home, because it felt like it was night.

Just getting into the house, Kevin's phone rang.

"Please pick up the phone first, who knows how important it is." Khaira pointed at Kevin's sling bag.

Two-three calls for Kevin to ignore him, because he already knows who contacted him 'Om Erik, or 'Beni. Instead of picking up the phone, Kevin turned off his phone. "What did they call me? When it comes to Clara, why am I being terrorized to take responsibility for a mistake I didn't make?"

"How did you turn it off?" Khaira sat in the living room looking at Kevin with a look of wonder.

"It doesn't matter." Kevin walked into the bathroom.

Khaira wondered who called her husband these nights. He just stared at Kevin's bag lying on the middle room table. Because he did not dare to tinker with that personal item.

Seeing Kevin come out of the bathroom with a wet face and water droplets from the ends of Kevin's hair made Khaira amazed, but she quickly shook her head. Then rushed into the bathroom.

Seeing his wife's expression that seemed to be shifting his attention, Kevin frowned confusedly. "Why are people?" He walked towards the room, but not the room but the room Khaira occupied.

After coming from the bathroom, Khaira gasped when she just entered the room she saw Kevin was already in the position of PW (Wenak Position) lying on the bed. "Mas Kevin, why didn't it come in here in your room?"

"Gue wants to sleep here," Kevin replied casually as he turned his body slightly tilted. He saw Khaira who was opening a hijab. Seeing Khaira who was divorcing long black hair made Kevin's blood flow as turbulent. "somehow we are husband and wife, where there is a husband and wife who separated the bed. There will be no descendants?"

Khaira had finished combing her tangled hair. Kevin was watching her. He walked to pull Kevin's foot.

"Don't be in a hurry to think about heredity. Kevin, don't fantasize! Back to Kevin's room! But Kevin didn't run away, did he mean no work?" khaira pulls Kevin's leg out of bed.

"Gue's off today." not a few Kevin was fooled, even as if his body had been glued on the mattress. He patted the bed next to her.

"But it's Mas...." Khaira sulked like a child, she snorted annoyedly at Kevin.

"Here you go together, I promise you I won't do anything. It's really suwer tekewer-kewer!" said Kevin while lifting both fingers to form the letter V sign he promised, because his eyes were also sleepy.

Khaira snorted annoyedly at Kevin's insensitivity, because it was felt that his eyes had begun to sleepy. Khaira also wants to know, Kevin can't keep the promise that he won't touch her.

Slowly Khaira pulled up the blanket, and lay down on the bed. He lay on his back to Kevin. But suddenly he gasped when he felt Kevin's arm holding him from behind.

"Where does a wife turn her back on her husband, sin you know!" as usual Kevin launched his investigation. He hugged Khaira and buried his face between her long hair on a pillow.

Again Khaira felt the heart of gymnastics due to Kevin. "Well, men can't keep their promises!"

"Promise?" kevin said, not touching Khaira's rapport that reminded him of the promise, "it's a promise that I can hold back, if I can't, then don't remind me of the promise." kevin hugged his wife, as if he hadn't seen her for a century. But this time, as much as possible he kept his junior sister from waking up. "Propay junior sister."

"Ehem!" Khaira could not let his eyes closed, he cleared his throat to loosen his breathing that seemed stuck in the throat.

"Oh Allah kok rasane koyok ngene iki, the arrogant master of the ghost cave always makes it difficult for me to breathe." Khaira monologue inwardly, the, in a position like this as if he was meditating but filled with tension.

Unable to stand the drowsiness, Khaira thought it might be safe to fall asleep, she also heard Kevin's breathing sound stable and also no more movement, no more movement, even though his embrace was still tight as if not letting him go.

In a matter of 1, 2, 3 plunge Khaira into the subconscious called a dream.

Being used to living like a bat makes Kevin only briefly fall asleep. Seeing Khaira's sleeping face, moments like this, he did not want to waste the opportunity. Kevin kisses briefly forehead, cheeks and does not miss Khaira's lips.

"Hemm... won a lot!" mumbled wailing. Kevin smiled at her. The clock on the wall shows at 02:45 pm. However, Kevin was lazy to move on, despite not sleeping he still wanted to lie down with his wife hugging.

Kevin thought, if Khaira opened her eyes. So he will not feel like winning a lot like this, because it is like the word Khaira like a reluctant baby if in the uyel-uyel when the eyes are still awake.

But suddenly Khaira who woke up and shouted made Kevin stunned.

"Nature!" Khaira woke up and immediately sat down because of a creepy dream, he was chased by a tuyul that resembled Kevin's face.

Kevin hurriedly fell asleep again, like a person who was fast asleep next to Khaira.

Khaira saw Kevin who was still asleep, she felt relieved. Kevin did not turn into a tuyul-headed plontos. "If you turn into a tuyul. I'll give you yuyu."

Seriate