Getting Married Due to a Trap

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Believe me, everyone must have felt the horror in his life.

But never make the horror an excuse, to be unhappy.

After all the misunderstandings between these two Men, they resolved, Rezki revealed the feelings he felt towards the woman he had met from the beginning had already stolen his attention. But unfortunately, the woman already belonged to the person, who was none other than Kevin, his own friend.

Brian also told, the beginning of Kevin met with Khaira, which has been outlined by fate, met from accident, became the beginning of the journey of the two people, who had never previously been acquainted.

Listening carefully, a story is painted, describing a wound, bringing the girl to the problem involving her. Whose fault?

~

Now Rezki is in his restaurant, sitting in one of the restaurant chairs. He looked at the woman who was still busy with her work, carrying a tray filled with orders, and returned with a dirty container of former customers.

He felt sorry for the woman who still deserved the status of the girl, it. The girl who became the center of attention, now paused for a moment, to stroke her wrist covered with a long black dress patterned batik, typical office resto dress.

Rezki approached him, with a feeling that made his heart grow bigger. Hap...!

One hand movement, Rezki caught a glass ready to hit the floor brown wooden pattern. The girl was surprised, when the glass was still on the tray, rolling beautifully like a paragliding from a height.

Khaira felt lucky that someone caught a glass rolling off the tray. Khaira looked at the man who had helped her, from the mess she was about to do.

"Boss Rezki.." Khaira was relieved, she saw a man in a light pink shirt, a confectionery tub peddled at the night market. Twice the man helped her.

Rezki put the glass he held, on the tray that Khaira still held. "Khaira, if your arm still hurts, why did you go to work."

"I've been better than the day before, Boss." replied Khaira, as if she had gotten used to befriending pain and hoping that others would not consider her weak.

Rezki, then called one of the other waiters, to bring the tray that Khaira brought.

"Well, please take this back." the haired man painted neon cream, told his employees.

"No, no need, I can, you've continued your work Ay." said Khaira, refusing to give a tray to Ayla, her co-worker.

"You're going to fight your boss!" hardik Rezki on Khaira.

Khaira also resigned, and gave a tray to Ayla, "Sorry, well Ay," said Khaira unwell, to Ayla.

Ayla received a tray that Khaira gave her with a flat face, lips that were aligned, signifying dislike. Ayla leaves in front of Rezki and Khaira to the kitchen restaurant.

Rezki held onto Khaira's hand, examining the wrist covered in a long black batik-patterned shirt, and the bandages stuck inside. Without Rezki ignoring the many people who were watching him.

Khaira feels uncomfortable, if he is now the center of attention of some restaurant visitors and other employees. He does not want to until someone prejudices about this.

There was a beautiful woman, dressed in fashionable clothes holding a mobile phone, and photographing Rezki holding Khaira's hand. Without a second thought he took a picture from the camera of his phone and sent the photo to someone, and smiled cunningly.

"Follow to my room." Rezki said, but Khaira actually walked towards the side door of the restaurant.

Khaira sat down, in the corner of the quiet restaurant building, covered her face with both palms, and faced the sky, which was currently a bit overcast.

"Change, Ning misses Abah, why is Ning still thinking about other people's opinions of me, which sometimes hurts my feelings a lot." she murmured softly.

A fashionably dressed woman approached and gave Khaira a piece of tissue. "Don't cry."

Khaira turned her face, looking at a fashionable-clothed woman standing up. "Claras?"

Clara smiled faintly, then sat down next to Khaira.

"Gue told you, it's going to be very complicated for you, leave Kevin, and go back to where you came from" he said, once again warning Khaira to leave Kevin.

"Clara whoever you are? And whatever you want? I don't know you either? Besides I told you, if you really love Mas Kevin and feel able to take it from me, then take him to make you satisfied? Don't be the parasite that follows me like a stalker, it sucks!" cecar Khaira can't stand it anymore, always gets a message and feels he gets terror from a woman he doesn't even know.

Within days, Khaira was always terrorized through messages by Clara. I don't know where Clara knows her number. However, Khaira chooses to ignore him, because he feels the message and threat sent by Clara is not important.

Khaira stood up and was about to continue her work. However, again the woman was not deterred by the slurs Khaira made..

"Wait!" Clara halted Khaira's steps, taking only three steps. He then walked in front of Khaira who had turned her back, and,

"Gue's pregnant, and this is Kevin's son" she said.

Like being struck by lightning in the middle of a hail, stung the mind that began to piqu. Without a word, without a sound, Khaira silently remained silent in disbelief, over what the woman named Clara said.

"Lied!" sergeant Khaira, just a few days ago he heard that Kevin, being a good man and always guarding himself, from despicable deeds.

"Whatever, but I'm giving you this so you can help me put Kevin in charge." Clara gave me a green-white envelope, and a sample obstetrician. He gave it to Khaira, who still did not believe.

"Read this well, and leave Kevin immediately" Clara said as a warning.

The sound of the bell from the owner of the shoulder-haired girl also spread seriousness between Khaira and Clara. Clara hurriedly left from there, and glanced at Khaira who was still staring at the envelope she had given.

Mita looks suspicious of Clara's gaze, and thinks something must have happened. A warm patch coming out of the eyelid is black. Mita was surprised when she saw Khaira crying.

"Ra, Lo why? Who was that woman?" Mita asked, to be sure what was going on.

Khaira just hugged Mita, and leaned her head on her cousin's shoulder.

"Ra, Lo why? Ra please tell me dong Ra, don't get rich gini, let me know, what's the problem Lo?" mita said worriedly seeing Khaira who was just crying in silence while holding the sob.

Khaira squeezed the envelope Clara gave her, her heart was re-scratched, re-opened the pain, "Mit, I really don't know what I feel right now, I really don't know what I feel right now, why is it so sick. Help me Mita. My heart hurts, I miss my mother. I don't want to be left by someone I love."

Mita felt unbearable to see her cousin, suffering again. The departure of his mother was enough to make the child who was then six years old withhold the pain and suffering until this moment.

Hot air enveloped her eyes, Mita could not bear to see Khaira slumped like this. Khaira squirms on the wet ground due to the rain.

Without Mita and Khaira noticing, Rezki had long since noticed the two from a distance, feeling giddy..

~~

Walking gontai, gamang is still relaxed, but this time incarnate chain, binding firmly on the ankle that runs smoothly. Gather pieces for the sake of hope, knit the future, remove sorrow, start with the prayers offered.

"Ra, this time, Lo must be able to forget all the burdens in Lo's life." said Mita, trying to make Khaira smile.

Thought Khaira, it's just night entertainment, like a night market, or something. He had sent a message via wawa to Kevin, if he was going home at night.

Although his heart is currently feeling disappointed in the man, but Khaira feels she must still tell and ask for permission where she will go.

Mita, Rezki and Khaira were walking, enjoying the breeze, Rezki occasionally glanced at the shabby-looking Khaira, while Mita was singing, when he heard there would be a tract approaching him.

It was not that Mita forgot her cousin's grief, it was only possible that in this way, Khaira could forget her sadness. Mita put her hand in Khaira's hand, in her mind.

"*Kevin is this bad, is it Lo? Or does anyone really dislike your relationship*?"

After an hour down a special pedestrian street. Now Rezki, Mita and Khaira have arrived in front of a large three-story building. Apparently, from the outside like a regular cafe, no one thought that this place. The lovers of the night spend the rest of the day until the end of the night.

Khaira very closely observes the three-story building in front of her, she reads Cafe and discotheque*Boleros*.

"What is this place?" khaira asked suspiciously, as she saw the woman in scanty clothes, and the man who came out into the building.

"Look down, we just want to look around, not drink" Mita said.

"Drink? why do we drink, we already drink a lot at the restaurant." replied Khaira, do not understand what Mita said.

Rezki just smiled, finding Khaira's innocent reply. "*He is different, from other girls*."

"Look." took Mita, pulled Khaira's hand, and followed by Rezki who walked behind her.

Khaira then wears a black hoodie that she wears, and covers the entire head covered with hijab leaving only her face. Khaira is still ordinary, seeing people who just sit on the sofa or chair in the cafe.

However, it is different when entering the second floor of the cafe, which looks very crowded with DJ music that echoes throughout the room and people, as well as young people who are relaxed.

Khaira was astonished, for the first time he was inside and saw the discotheque, which was peddling alcoholic beverages. "Is this a discotheque?" his murmur was still very observant, will be the lighting of the floodlights, as well as the sound that echoed.

The DJ table is taller than the dance floor. On the ceiling was a huge chandelier. Sometimes a laser beam sticking out to and fro, following the music that is being played.

Being in the middle of the dance floor, like being in a world full of imagination, with a note if the music at that time entered with taste.

His mind began to remind, of the friendly photos of Kevin and Clara, Khaira saw a bottle of liquor similar to the photo given by Clara to him. "*This is the picture of the place where the photo given by Clara*?"

Observe with the naked eye, and choose to sit in a bar stool and a long table in front of him. While Mita seems excited and slightly shakes her body, Rezki follows where Khaira is, sitting on an empty chair beside Khaira.

With a dim light, Khaira can see a male DJ being spelled DJ, playing the buttons in front of him, Khaira feel familiar with the posture of the DJ.

However, due to the dim light of the lamp, Khaira is not very clear to see it, DJ who also wears a black mask and wears a hat. Until a sexy female DJ just wears a tengtop in place of a Male DJ.

"What are all mysterious male DJs, like my favorite DJ, AW, Marshmellow, and DJ Deso official YouTube." muttered Khaira, amid the echo of loud music remixes played by a female DJ.

Khaira felt this was not the right place to evaporate all tastes, he finally came out of the discotheque that made the contents of his ears feel clogged with the catembat.

"Ra wait!" Rezki chased Khaira who was in front of the cafe building.

Just as Rezki called Khaira. Kevin also turned to look at Clara who was leaning on Kevin's shoulder was struggling spoiled, when Clara's half-sighted look saw Khaira, he smiled grinning towards the wife of Kevin's series.

Clara is currently drunk, and she deliberately told people to call Kevin on the DJ stage, and requested that the female DJ replace Kevin.

Kevin, Khaira and Rezki, are both stunned to see each other.

"Khaira?" muttered Kevin softly, seeing Khaira in this place with Rezki.

Khaira was just as stunned, as was Mita who had just come out from inside the discotheque. Khaira looked at Clara who was leaning spoiled on her husband's shoulder. Khaira turned her face away, and walked over regardless of Kevin calling out her name.

"My Delf."

"Khaira...!!!"

"By!"

Kevin told someone passing by to get Clara. He chased Khaira who was getting away. However, it was stopped by Rezki.

"Don't interfere in my business!" kevin's sergeant to Rezki blocking his move.

"Khaira, please listen to my explanation first." pinta Kevin, who has managed to hold Khaira's hand.

But Khaira did not flinch, silent silence, the embers in his heart were already tempestuous, he also stopped a passing taxi, and took off Kevin's hand, which clung to his wrist. Opening the door of the taxi that had stopped in front of him stood up, and entering the taxi without concern for Kevin.

"Akh shit..!" scream Kevin.

Mita shook her head, and approaching Kevin who was still standing where Khaira stopped the taxi, Kevin saw the taxi that was carrying Khaira getting away, with a sad look.

"Gue didn't expect, Vin, it turns out Lo's a bastard!" hardik Mita who started hating men wearing a blue hoodie dongker.

But Kevin instead approached Rezki, and gripped the gray jacket Rezki wore.

"Lo, intentionally right, bring him here?" hardik Kevin in a cold voice.

Rezki doesn't accept Kevin's accusation, he just blips his lips,

"Cihh..lo should be able to keep his feelings, not even involve him in your problems with Clara.”

Kevin was stunned, hearing Rezki's words.

"You know what lo? Never interfere" said Kevin, then let go of his clutches, and just headed for the parking lot.

~

In the taxi, Khaira tried not to cry, not to feel weak. However, the fire was burning like it was burning his entire heart. Khaira bit her lower lip strongly, enduring the seething tightness.

However, no matter how strong he held back, a round of clear crystals washed down his cheeks, his eyelids felt hot.

Seriate...