Getting Married Due to a Trap

Willy plan

Marriage is not a scary scourge for both men and women who are not yet established. It can be a field of sustenance and reward if the intention is only for worship. Because love is not just based on mutual love and mutual love. But we also want to build the future together.

The next day...

Tok tok tok tok

"Assalamualaikum." The male voice was outside Kevin's house. The owner of the house heard him gasp.

Kevin and Khaira looked at each other. Kevin was sitting on the dining table chair, while Khaira was serving coffee to Kevin.

"Mas Copo?" ask Khaira.

"Jarwo!" sahut Kevin's.

"Don't joke Kevin!" hardik Khaira's.

"Lho, the usual follower of Jarwo kan Sopo! Not Dora?" reply Kevin.

"Yes, if the one who followed Dora is you!" Khaira gave a cold snort in response to my husband's crisp joke. "Mas Kevin mah when asked the answer is kidding mulu!" I want to walk towards the living room.

"What matters is your marriage, I'm not kidding!" kevin answered, then moved from his seat, and followed Khaira.

"Let me open the door, you haven't worn the hijab either. I don't want your beauty to be seen by others." said Kevin stopped Khaira's steps. He considers, the one who can see the beauty of his wife is only himself.

"Cieee... Kevin is so sweet." Khaira pinched Kevin's cheek in anxiety.

Kevin is very happy, with the adorable attitude of Khaira. "Don't just pinch dong?"

Khaira scrunched her forehead together by shuddering her shoulders. "Then?"

Kevin advanced his body, more precisely his face closer to the face of the wife. "Sun...?" he said while pointing at his own lips.

Khaira. "Ck. chance in this field mah," he glanced and then pushed Kevin's shoulder to cover his face. "There open the door. Poor guests have waited a long time."

There was another sound of knocking with the sound of greeting.

Tok tok... "Assynoltom..."

"Okay.." said Kevin, seeing Khaira walking towards the room, while he walked towards the main house door.

Kevin opened the door, his gaze immediately faced by a Father-Bapak who wore black trousers, batik shirts, and blangkons. Kevin looked at the Father from the tip of the foot who wore a flip-flop swalow to the end of the head.

"Who are you looking for, sir?" ask Kevin, to the Father who is at the door.

"Cryl!" said the Father, calling 'cempreng. His niece who was hiding also emerged from behind the back of the Father who was wearing a blangkon.

The shoulder-haired girl snorted in annoyance. "Uncle Ahmad, my name is Mita!" mita said protesting to look at the Father who was next to her.

"Yo wes, Iyo, Mita, Nduk bah ayu. Seng ayu dewe, but luweh ayu my son." (Yes, yes, Mita. A beautiful child, a beautiful one by himself, but more beautiful my son.)" said Abah Ahmad none other than the single parent Khaira. He tried to please his nephew, speaking with his medocre Japanese accent.

Netra Kevin perfectly rounded when he saw the cousin of his wife, immediately his feelings were stunned, prejudiced that the Fathers who were at the door of his house, was Abah from his wife.

"So, is this really Kepin's house?" ask Abah to Mita.

"Kevin, not Kepin, Bah.." explained Kevin, along with confirming the words of the Father who was still faithful to hear Mita's explanation.

"I asked Mita, not you anyway yo!" sahut Abah pitched a fierce voice, saw a young man who appeared from inside the house and then saw Mita.

"*Waduh not exactly*!" Kevin.

"Yes Uncle, this is the guy" Mita said, pointing at Kevin.

Kevin put on a horse's grin, and remembered Abah's words about chopping while on the video phone yesterday. Kevin didn't think it turned out that Abah was actually coming to town. He swallowed his spit that felt like alot.

"I'm Kevin, Abah" said Kevin, extending his hand to his wife's single parent.

Abah only glanced at the hand of a young man outstretched before him, and looked back at the face of the young man named Kevin. "Hemm looks good, but not necessarily his attitude and behavior like his face. Is it just because this young man is handsome, so my daughter is clingy with him?"

Kevin read the look in Abah's eyes, judging from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head. His feelings stammered, as if he was facing a severe challenge to answer.

"So you're the one who confessed to me Ningrum's husband?" abah asked while pointing at Kevin.

Again Kevin gulped his saliva together with a small nod.

Instantly Abah Ahmad was emotional, while taking flip-flops and was about to hit Kevin, while cursing the young man who claimed to be the husband of his only daughter. "Review you well, you must have committed adultery! Basic city youth is shameless, you must have framed my daughter for her to marry you. Without asking permission from me to marry her. Abah believes that Abah's son will not do a disgraceful deed if you don't set him up!"

"For instance, Bah, geez!" kevin said he caught Abah's hand clutching a flip-flop.

"Oh my God, Uncle! Don't be like this, Uncle. Mita told Uncle to listen to Mita's explanation did not want, now Uncle misunderstood right?" mita said as she wanted to break the anger of her Uncle.

"Yes, you know for yourself what Ning looks like? He couldn't have done something that embarrassed himself, Abah." Abah pulls his hand, but still holds his head in front of Kevin.

Kevin raised both his hands, a sign that he was giving up. However, at the time Abah will throw back his sandal up. Exactly that also slippers Abah hit the head of Khaira who just came out of the house.

"Any! What kind of a gift is this Abah?" Khaira just came out of the house, and immediately broke up the two, then positioned himself in the middle of Kevin and his brother.

POWH!!!

It was Khaira, who got the tampolan in her head, from the Abah. Khaira staggered and fell.

"Astaghfirullah, my son." Abah was surprised to see his son fall while holding his head.

"My Delf!" peekkik Kevin was about to embrace Khaira, but was blocked by Abah.

"Don't you touch my son, you must be a beautiful young man!" hardik Abah, glancing at the daughter-in-law who has not yet obtained her daughter-in-law title.

"Geez, Neneng, Oneng!" the sound of Mita's cry makes a noise, trying to help Khaira to stand up.

"Well, I'm not a young man, let alone trying to trap Abah's son. I'm really Khaira Bah's husband" Kevin explained.

Abah flicked her hand in doubt of Kevin's words. "From the news that is circulating, if the city's young people are mostly begajul."

Kevin let out a long sigh, "Yes, but that doesn't mean I'm one of those beautiful young men, Abah. Is it just from the news?"

Already hit by the blow of sandals, must also hear the debate Abah and Kevin, this is again the voice of Mita who followed the splash. Khaira felt that she was being hit by the roar of the mighty waves in the midst of these three people.

"STOP!" Khaira exclaimed to stop the commotion and raised her hand soaring high.

Everyone is dumbfounded. Abah, Mita, and Kevin hear Khaira's exclamation which is like a referee's long whistle.

Until the meatball brother who passed in front of Kevin's house also stopped.

"Why Neng, would you like to buy?" ask the meatball brother who stopped right in front of Kevin's house.

"Bakso's gate, come on, let's buy it. Why am I yahyi yah?" said Mita latah, remembering the singing of children during childhood.

Kevin has a great idea.

"Yes Bang." replied Kevin to the meatball brother. Once in a while, eating meatballs can melt this tense atmosphere.

"Honey, please get a bowl, Abah pity runs out from a long trip, it must be a laper." said Kevin addressed to Khaira, a glance at Abah.

Khaira sees Kevin, and turns to look at Abah. "Totally so." Khaira immediately slid into the house to pick up the bowl.

Abah saw Kevin, "*The average value is still 50-50, which was only 90-10. 90 is bad, and only 10 is good. Now balanced, the young man understood that I had been traveling all night and had not eaten, but that did not mean that I would be blasted as fast as lightning with only a bribe*."

Seriate...