Getting Married Due to a Trap

Jay story

After helping each other with homework without any obstacles, Kevin ate his breakfast menu with Khaira.

No one opens his voice, because when eating Khaira always forbids him to speak. And that's Kevin's habit now, he feels a lot of difference between before and after Khaira lives with him.

Turning to sit in the living room, Kevin asked Khaira to sit down, he looked at Khaira closely. For the umpteenth time, Kevin checked and helped to replace the white bandage that wrapped the stitch wound on his wife's wrist. Make sure that the stitch wound is completely dry.

"My Delf, are you sure you want to go to work?"

Kevin looked at his wife's face, unlike most women he met. His wife does not look to wear make-up, even looks very natural. Just a little blush to make it look fresh. But why by looking at the natural face and lips, as if it had become opium, not even until the count of his fingers he could smell it.

"Sure." said Khaira, he was still astonished and did not understand, what a special call that sounded strange. Is it just for the reason Kevin likes almond Delfi chocolate? Or is there anything else. I don't know. "you've asked me the same thing, Mas, calm down I'm fine. I can work really well." Khaira then stood up from the sofa of the living room.

Kevin still doubts Khaira's words that answer the spirit, he looked at the empty sofa, then shifted his attention, turned his face to look at the wife who was already standing.

"Can you not be fully healed? Yesterday you just checked up twice, the doctor who handled you said, at least three times check up?"

Khaira let out a long sigh, she slightly bowed and held onto Kevin's two cheeks. He looked at Kevin's eyes fixedly while saying with a super smooth tone of voice. However, it is not as smooth as silk of course.

"Mas Kevin, my wounds heal with time. It's the fifth day I don't go to work, I need money to make ends meet."

Kevin looked at Khaira. "Needs to live? Do you feel you have a husband? Come on baby, you can ask me for money to fulfill your life,"

Khaira stood up again, the smile on her lips widened.

"Yes I know you're my husband, I remember that. Time has taken us almost two months. How could I forget my role as your wife."

Kevin stood up to hear the word two months. It turns out time passed so quickly. What because he felt happy had been living together with a woman who accompanied his lonely days. Until time was not slow as usual, before Khaira entered his life.

"Is it really nearly two months?" Kevin held onto both of Khaira's shoulders.

"Well...don't tell me that you also forgot the names of the days?" Khaira let go of Kevin's hand resting on both his shoulders.

Kevin is very confused, he really never thought he had missed time this fast.

Khaira walked up to pick up the helmet, then came back where Kevin still looked dumbly leaping.

"Have been dumbfounded, now Mas Kevin want to take me to work what is not? If not yes I can go alone by transport." Khaira revives Kevin's daydreams.

"All right." Kevin relented. Then he took the helmet out of Khaira's hand, put on the helmet for himself, and took another helmet, to put it on the crown, the woman, covered in the hijab. This time no protest was filed Khaira. This woman is silent.

"Let's go" Khaira put her arm in Kevin's arm.

He relented and let his wife work not because Kevin did not want to prevent her. But he said Khaira still needed time to quit her job. Kevin walked outside with Khaira still holding her arms.

"Wait a minute.." Kevin locked the door.

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The bike was going slowly, this time Kevin did not want to accidentally speed, only to make Khaira hug his waist. Kevin felt, the more he pressed the woman who was now sitting behind him, the more it would make Khaira stay away.

Slowly but surely, Khaira began to hold slightly to the end of the jacket she wore, a smile expanding at both corners of Kevin's lips. "Well, he's weird, forced not to hold, not forced to hold, exactly like a five-year-old boy who again ngeyelnya if saidin."

Arriving at the restaurant courtyard, Khaira immediately got down from the back seat, and followed Kevin.

Just like this morning, Kevin then opened the helmet hook, and took off the helmet slowly, so that the hijab look that Khaira was wearing was not messy. All that, Kevin did it slowly and brutally.

If forced by this rancor does not want to.

Khaira slightly bowed her body, a sign of paying respect to Kevin, not only that, she also put on a smile.

"Kan-kan, Mas Kevin was so wrong... Hahay, he likes maksa, well if I am a little flexible then he will meet red like that. hemm.." sloroh Khaira in the heart while holding an amused laugh, he will meet red like that, look at Kevin's face like a red water guava.

"Oh noah the girl is grim, make me misbehave it become. Feel like the fathers nganterin schoolchildren." Kevin looked at Khaira's smiling face looking pleasing to the eye.

"Why are you wearing a bowing show? Am I your father?" Kevin asked in wonder at what Khaira was doing.

"Hehehe..." Khaira giggled amusedly, he threw his fist at Kevin's arm, "yes different, Mas Kevin same Abah. Eh but thanks you Mas, already want to take me to work,”

"Yes yes yes.assume that your work is my new duty, although I am more of a motorcycle taxi keeper than your husband, look,"

"Then Kang Ojek, thank you for letting me work,"

"Yes! Don't call me kang ojek too sluggish" protested Kevin.

"Roof?" Khaira stretched out her hand before Kevin.

Kevin welcomes Khaira's hand, "Later if your hand still hurts, don't get fisted,"

"Every ojek kang." Khaira replied respectfully, he then sauntered away from Kevin.

Seeing his departure and seeing Khaira's witty behavior, making him shake his head, the next second Kevin saw Khaira stop and turn around and wave his hand. Replied by him with just a small nod and a smile.

"Go home" said Khaira in a small voice. Then walk back to the kitchen.

When Khaira is out of sight, Kevin pulls out his phone, and searches for someone's contact.

"Hallo Rezki." said Kevin after the phone call was picked up by someone on the screen of his phone monitor.

"Gue wants to meet you at Brian's cafe, now!" he said without further ado, then decided on a one-sided call, and went back to pocketing his phone in the hoodie pocket.

"There's something crooked and it seems I should get straight. I don't want this to drag on." Kevin again drove his bike blend with other riders to Cafe Been. A cafe not far from where he works. Cafe which is still one area with Boleros discotheque.

Fifteen minutes with a speed of 60-80 which is actually when taken at medium speed can be half an hour. However, for Kevin there is no need to buy time because there are many things he has to do.

Although I like the high speed when driving the bike. However, Kevin still obeys traffic signs.

Kevin arrived at the parking lot of Cafe Been, a cafe that opened in the morning and at night. Kevin then parked his bike, after arriving in the cafe, he then sat on the stand chair that has been provided and ordered black coffee with sweet levels that are not too excessive.

After waiting for about five minutes, the person who was waiting for him finally came as well.

"What's wrong? You want to see me, in the morning." Rezki stood next to Kevin.

"Sit down first, I want to say something." asked Kevin, telling Rezki to sit down.

As usual, Kevin who doesn't like pleasantries, he goes straight to the points, to the point. Kevin handed me a piece of paper and a receipt. Rezki took a quick look and looked back at Kevin with a confused look.

"What's this?" asked Rezki, not understanding what his friends and business partners mean.

"Gue paid off all the hospital payments, when Khaira was taken care of, it was Lo's money, right?" kevin said, pointing at the paper on the table with his chin, and again sipping black coffee.

Rezki glanced, staring at the paper that Kevin was proposing. "Gue sincerely Vin, I never considered financing Khaira hospital as a debt. After all, what is your relationship with Khaira?"

"Gue her husband." said Kevin briefly, as short as he put the cup on the round table in front of him.

Jueder's clement!!!

Hearing the name of the word 'husband thrown by Kevin, makes Rezki like hearing a thunderbolt.

"W-what, su-husband?" Rezki stuttered, he looked at Kevin's face which showed a relaxed face.

"Lo didn't think to like my wife, did he?" Kevin asked spontaneously.

Rezki seems silent, he does not know for sure what feelings are sneaking in his heart against Khaira. But why make his heart frown.

"If Lo is silent, it means that I assume you have no sense of the same wife" said Kevin again, when he saw Rezki was just silent.

"When did you marry Khaira?" Rezki looked at Kevin who was about to stand up.

Kevin paused his intention to stand up, he sat back down. "The story is long."

"In my ignorance if Khaira turns out to be your wife, what if it turns out I really have a crush on her?"

Kevin had expected it, he had a flat face but his eyes were fixed on Rezki.

"Although at first you didn't know that Khaira was my wife, but now you already know, so get rid of your feelings. For this time, I will keep what is already mine, I will not let the betrayal back I feel." concluded Kevin firmly.

"Gue does not promise, because my feelings are in the same Khaira." replied Rezki.

Brak!!!

Kevin kicked the table very hard, until his coffee cup chimed together with his black coffee splattered on the table.

Rezki widened his eyes seeing Kevin's brutal response.

Kevin just left without saying anything else. He felt that his warning had been understood by the widower twice.

Rezki still sees Kevin, until his friend comes out of the cafe. He sat pensively.

Brian saw his old High School friend, he saw Rezki seemed to be daydreaming. Sure enough Rezki was pensive with Rezki being surprised when he called him. "Revski...!"

Rezki chuckled reflexively turned to the source of the sound, apparently the owner of this cafe, Brian.

"Lo Tumben, early in the morning already here?" brian said, sitting in an empty chair opposite Rekzi, his eyes looking at the white cup that was slanted while the black coffee water splattered on the table. "Lo had finished drinking coffee, why do you like a baby until splattered into a gini cake?" Brian pointed at the cup on the table.

"Kevin.." - Rezki.

"Kevin?" Brian was a little surprised. "keep going to the kid?" Brian asked, in a daze, looking for the whereabouts of his little friend.

"Udah unplug." replied Rezki, still in a short tone.

Brian saw Rezki's face bowed softly, he thought something must have happened between Rezki and Kevin. "Did something happen, between you and Kevin?"

Rezki looked at Brian. "When did Kevin get married?"

Brian was stunned to hear Rezki's reply, he thought Kevin had started telling people about his marriage .

"Kevin, who told you?"

"Do I have to give up my newfound hopes and feelings, Bin?" rezki lamented in a desperate voice.

"Huh, you crazy!" hardik Brian, hearing Rezki's confession. Brian is prejudiced after Rezki fails with his second marriage. Brian speculates that Rezki likes Kevin, aka LGBT, and Rezki is currently disappointed to hear that Kevin is married.

Rezki seemed dumbfounded to hear Brian rebuke him with the name 'crazy. Brian watched closely Rezki's appearance from toe to head.

Brian was very surprised, why on this sunny morning, Rezki had to wear cream-colored trousers, light pink shirts, Korean KPop-style pony hairstyles.

His delusion had soared, he hallucinated Rezki in the style of wood, with his left hand placed under the elbow, and his right hand that was trembling, teasing him like a transvestite.

"Bligdeez! I'm so disgusted Ki, why the hell can you like that!" peekik Brian berated Rezki as good as a eel.

"Lo why are Bin, you sick?" Rezki asked looking at Brian's face that was giving a sweat on his forehead. He also wanted to check Brian's forehead with his hand. However, it was immediately fielded by Brian's hand.

"Where is your relationship with men, try? Don't-don't fit into a relationship, even swords, no, no, I know Kevin, he doesn't!" Brian shook his head, his mind was getting wild.

Rezki increasingly does not understand the making. Alias is confused.

"Yes my relationship with fellow men is fine, fine. Enjoyable, but don't play with swords, do I want a war?" rezki replied, which still hasn't hit, to Brian's conversation.

"Oh my God Rezki! I suggest you go to a psychologist, or to a psychiatrist, so you know what the solution to your current problem is" Brian suggested that Rezki check his mental health.

Rezki thought there was a point too, he had to consult, so that the feeling in the bottom of his heart for married women did not get deeper, and ended in sadness.

"Lo is also Bin" replied Rezki, his eyes glaring at the figure of Khaira.

"Smart! I also don't want to, have LGBT friends" said Brian, shuddering in horror, when his mind had asked him to travel to imagine how LGBT people do that, that's it, to the same sex.

Again and again, in the morning. Rezki made a chuckle. It was Kevin who married Khaira. Now it's Brian's lap that says he's gay.

"Well, what did you say, LGBT?" Rezki is surprised, not expecting it turns out a wise Brian and is a prosecutor, can think that he is a same-sex enthusiast, not just Brian who shuddered in horror, he said, he also felt the horror.

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