Getting Married Due to a Trap

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Kevin held the back of Khaira's head, dunking his wife's face into his chest. He saw the situation around him, not only himself and also Khaira who was surprised at the event of throwing an object like a stone.

But Kevin then saw a woman walking away from the crowd, a woman he knew.

Is that really Clara? While Clara as Anto said, that the woman overdosed and still needs treatment, is it possible that Clara has recovered? I have to investigate.

Kevin broke his embrace and immediately ran away from Khaira.

The gasp that Khaira felt when Kevin suddenly let go of her, was especially evident when he looked at the man's departure that was getting away, what was it that caught Kevin's attention?

Like being thrown away, why does it feel so sore and achy like a little thorn. Khaira stupefied like this is what it feels like to be left alone again my dear? This is what Abah has been feeling all along.

The love of why you were present only scratched the wound.

Khaira walks down the park street, she walks past young couples and some people who enjoy a night out with friends.

He continued walking, his netraya staring at his feet wearing tepek sandals treading the natural stone road. Eventually, Khaira sees an empty park bench. He sat down and waited for Kevin who had gone somewhere.

~

Meanwhile, Kevin pulls the arm of a woman who is thought to be Clara.

"Claras...?" Kevin was stuck, wondering if he was wrong. Not Clara, but a woman with the same hairstyle.

"Oh what the hell Mas, carelessly hold on! Your mode huh?" said a woman who intercepted her steps by a man she did not know.

At once Kevin released a check of his hand on the wrist of a woman he thought was Clara, "Sorry, I think the person I know."

"Virgin boy mode wants acquaintances using gini way!" This woman snorted in annoyance, then waltzed away from the face of the man who had mistaken.

"Ah shit! Why am I always so prejudiced. Just because Clara is ambitious, but that doesn't mean she's the one," Kevin muttered as he restored his hair, instantly remembering, "Khaira...?"

Kevin immediately ran to where he had left Khaira, but did not find his wife. He circulated his gaze looking for the whereabouts of Khaira who could still be around his sight range.

He ran to find the person he was looking for, and was sitting on a wooden bench right next to a lamp. Kevin regretted leaving without saying anything.

Would Khaira think that he had intentionally left her just like that? To straighten out a thing that could later be misunderstood, Kevin approached his wife.

Instead of sitting next to Khaira, Kevin stretched his hand out to the girl sitting with his eyes down like he was looking at a moving leg.

"Go home yuk." Kevin invites Khaira to come home, he feels Khaira is in an unsafe position.

Hearing the person he was waiting for, Khaira looked up at Kevin's outstretched hand and leaned on the smiling man's face looking at him.

"Where's Kevin from?"

"Pursue the man who seems to be throwing stones on purpose" Kevin sat next to Khaira.

"Hmmm..." Khaira turned her seat slightly sideways to face Kevin, "really, there are people who throw stones until the glass light breaks?"

Kevin nodded briefly, "Well, it seems intentional,"

"Keep Mas Kevin nangkep the guy?" Khaira asked enthusiastically.

Kevin shook his head briefly, "No, I got the wrong guy,"

"Indeed, Kevin suspects who?" Khaira slightly tilted her head looking at Kevin's serious-looking face.

"Clara, I'm suspicious of him,"

"What's so crazy until Clara acts like this?"

"Well, maybe it's because I'm handsome, or maybe there's no funny guy like me. Or maybe for him the man in this world is extinct except me." Kevin pointed to himself.

Khaira chuckles amusedly. "Haha...was Kevin the most handsome man?"

Kevin shakes his shoulders. "Yes, I am the most handsome, the funniest, the cutest, and the most loyal."

Khaira smiled looking at Kevin's face without blinking.

"Yes, I realize that, so what do you want to say, that I'm the luckiest woman who can get close to this most handsome and funniest man?" Khaira pinched her husband's cheek, she was anxious. Not because of Kevin chubby's cheek. But because of the words thrown by Kevin as if the man in front of him wanted to say so.

Kevin pulled the nape of the neck and approached Khaira's face, he kissed her on the lips without a shake. To make the wife upset.

Khaira blinked her eyes. He stared at the empty bench, because Kevin was already standing.

"Hey, let's go home..." Kevin stretched out his hand before Khaira.

"Mas Kevin, you....?" Khaira raised her face to look at Kevin's face that looked radiant, so she paused her wrath on the husband who had dared to kiss her in a public place, even though it was dark. However, this was the first time for him to kiss in the open.

Kevin smiled a little. "What's? Let's just say it's my reward for protecting you from stone-throwing, hm..." He stretched out his hand before the wife who seemed to be holding back the upset. "so let's go home." saw Khaira staring at her outstretched hand. He thinks Khiara does not want to serve because of his recent actions.

Kevin intends to pull his hand back, but just like that Khaira clasped his hand tightly. He saw Khaira's face with a small smile.

"Thank you for protecting me, but next time don't kiss me in public. I'm ashamed." Khaira followed Kevin to her feet, then whispered in her husband's ear.

Kevin smiled at her. "Then can I do it at home, anytime?"

Khaira screeched then pinched Kevin's arm covered in a long-sleeved jacket. "It's a walk."

"Based on this woman." Kevin followed the steps where his wife was walking towards his parked motorcycle. In my heart, I am really happy.

"Mas Kevin." Khaira takes the helmet in the rearview mirror.

"What?" Kevin is on standby on the bike with his helmet on.

"Who's the guy named Erik?" Khaira sitting in the bonfire.

Kevin was stunned when the wife mentioned Erik. He looked back. "Do you know where that name is?"

"He met me this morning."

Kevin scrunched his forehead hearing Khaira's reply. "You mean?"

"Yes, the man who claimed to be Clara's father. Coming to see me, he asked me to stay away from you, he even gave me a lot of money, then threw it in my face."

Kevin growled his hands tightly. "Then, what did you answer?"

"I answered....?" Khaira looked into Kevin's sharp eyes like an arrow. I dare not look Kevin in the eyes. He threw his gaze away staring at the street.

Khaira looked back at her husband's face. "Hemmm. I said, I'll think about it. Then take the scattered money."

Kevin's look turned giddy. "Do you really need money, until you take the money that has been poured into your face, I told you. Just tell me, I'll give you a lot of money, why women always think money and money!" Kevin opened his palm before his wife. "Where's the money now?"

"It's over" replied Khaira spontaneously.

"What?" Kevin was surprised by the wife's monotonous answer. Plethac... He clenched Khaira's forehead.

"Oh, Oh, Kevin. Sick tau!" Khaira complained of pain while rubbing her forehead.

"I didn't know you were good at spending money!" Kevin was furious, wanting to swallow his wife round and round.

Khaira was grieving, she still rubbed her forehead. "Wong I'm handing out to the people on the street!"

Kevin laughed at Khaira's question. He seems to have misunderstood. "Why didn't you say it?"

"Mas Kevin? Huh, nanya?" khaira replied annoyed. "eat him horrified first, do not immediately print my forehead. It's like I'm an o'on!" he's still in super-jamb mode.

"Ucup-turf-cup. sorry yeah." Kevin pulled the nape of his wife's neck. He rubbed his hand on his wife's forehead.

Irritated, Khaira releases Kevin's hand. "Have we walked. Tomorrow I'm going to work, I don't want to wake up!"

Kevin smiled wryly. Then obey his wife.

Who is the man who will argue, if the attitude of the wife has changed into a lioness. Roaring and showing his canine teeth.

Kevin shuddered in horror, slowly turning his wheels on the streets and blending in with other riders.

~~

From a distance Clara held back her annoyance, she deliberately told others to throw stones at Khaira, but why Kevin could read the movement of the stone that was so observant.

"What is the effect of the village woman on Kevin's life, why is Kevin protecting her so much? Did Kevin really love his wife?" Clara was shaking the garden grass, she was furious. Again his plan to injure Khaira and persuade Kevin failed.

Now, he has to figure out how to get Kevin in his trap. DNA evidence, if he can prove that the baby he contains is Kevin's DNA, then it is certain that Kevin will be responsible.

~~

Arriving at home.

Kevin looked at Khaira who looked sharp, "Rest, rest,"

"Keep Kevin's going to work?" Khaira saw Kevin still standby on the bike.

"Yes, there's a job I can't cancel," Kevin saw Khaira looking disappointed, "Why don't you want me to go?"

Khaira was stunned to hear that Kevin could understand a little of his disappointment, but he preferred to shake his head, "I'm not pa-pa, Mas Kevin just went to work. Then I go in first, Kevin be careful on the road."

He saw Khaira taking his hand, then kissed him briefly. Kevin saw Khaira pass from the front and towards the porch of the house, he watched Khaira until his wife actually entered the house.

Kevin took a deep breath, it felt heavy. But he has to do his job.

On the way Kevin thought of coming to meet Erik. However, what happens if Erik denies it and returns to meet Khaira without his knowledge. He knew both Erik and Clara that father and son were the same. If you already have a desire must and must be fulfilled.

Kevin breaks his intention to meet Erik.

Better for a while, I pretended I didn't know Clara or Erik's plan. Then play behind and protect Khaira. I want to know how far the father and son played me.

~~

Tomorrow...

No time passes quickly, welcoming a new tomorrow.

As usual, Khaira will wake up at dawn. After finishing the prayer and prepare with black trousers stellan combined with a dominant plaid shirt in army green and black hijab.

Before jumping into the kitchen, the thing that Khaira did was grind clothes in the washing machine. Although he thinks washing using a machine is less clean, but it seems he needs this tool for a while. Because his wound on his wrist had not completely dried up.

After that, he swept the floor no need to mop it. Because he felt that just two days was enough. And thank God yesterday helped Kevin to clean the house.

Now Khaira is busy in the kitchen, to prepare breakfast. Take the onion, garlic, then open the refrigerator and take two eggs and chili and carrot as well as leeks.

The menu this morning is quite simple fried rice mixed with carrots as vitamin A, with an omelet topped with chives, let the eggs smell good. It's right.

Twenty minutes Khaira was ready to cook breakfast. Remembering an unwatered ornamental plant.

Khaira walked towards the front yard of the house, he pulled a hose and sent water to the branches of the twenty-centimeter rose tree.

From inside the house, Kevin had just woken up from his sleep. He heard water from the front porch of the house. Then walking towards the door that was wide open, he saw Khaira who was dressed very neatly was watering ornamental plants that some time ago bought.

Unnerved, that's what Kevin naturally saw exotic natural radiant face Khaira.

"Ehem.." Kevin leaned against the door frame by crossing his arms in front of the door.

Khaira gasped to hear someone's deheman, he looked for the source of the voice and saw Abang greens passing by, but presumably neither Abang greens nor Abang porridge. He refocused on watering the plants. But surprised when he saw Kevin suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Astaghfirullah, Mr Kevin?"

Kevin smiled slightly at the surprised Khaira, "Where are you going?"

"Yes with Kevin ngagetin wae!" Khaira saw Kevin at a glance.

Kevin looked at Khaira from toe to head, "Where are you tidy like this?"

"Work.." answered Khaira spontaneously.

Kevin rounded his eyes looking at Khaira, "Work? Is your wound healed?"

"So Kevin forgot what I was talking about last night?"

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