Getting Married Due to a Trap

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Papa Basuki and Mama Julia have returned to Singapore. After a week of living in Indonesia. Kevin was also honored to accept Papa Basuki's marriage, perhaps that way. Papa Basuki's life will be more colorful, after the departure of Mama Lusiana and Kirana 6 years ago.

Now Kevin and Khaira are down the country road with the speed of the motorbike, do not feel eleven hours they have passed and arrive in the yard of a house that looks beautiful.

Shady trees, green plants, and colorful flower petals. Adding the impression of a comfortable settlement to live in.

"Assalamualaikum." said Khaira, in front of the workshop.

"Wa'alaikumussalam" replied an old man who had raised his head who had been struggling to install motorcycle tires from his customers and replace new tires. He gasped when he found his son standing in front of the workshop.

"Ning! Khaira Ningrum's?" abah said with a happy face, Abah also moved from his seat.

Seeing the old Netra Abah glazed to make Khaira heartless, then scatter hugging the single parent whose hands are still black due to covered in motor oil.

"Change, Ning misses Abah dearly." said Khaira moved, then broke her embrace.

"Don't miss, miss is heavy, let alone Dilan who embraces all longs." said Abah. Still remember the YouTube spectacle that Khaira once watched.

"All you can do." said Khaira, then he shook Abah's hand, no matter Abah's black hand was hit by oil.

"I also do not want to bear the miss, because the miss made me a workshop." added Kevin who was standing behind Khaira.

"Mas's Miff?" timpal Khaira said her husband.

"Yes-yes, the workshop-uh is irritated." replied Kevin, extending his hand in front of Abah.

"Abah's hands are dirty for Kevin." said Abah, looking at Kevin's hand.

But Kevin did not heed it, and still shone in Abah's hand. "Ridho Allah, Ridho's parents too right?"

Abah smiled warmly, looking at the attitude of the son-in-law who was so polite towards him.

"Aish, why are you guys standing up, Ning take your husband in." said Abah.

"Yes Bah." replied Khaira, then took Kevin and passed the yard.

The three people who had been in Abah's workshop were observing Abah, Khaira and a foreign youth. The three wondered, as Abah told Khaira's husband. What they do know is that Khaira is not married.

"Who was that guy with Ning Bah?" ask one of Abah's shop customers.

"Oh that's Kevin, Khaira's husband." replied Abah, then sat back down to fix the spare parts of the motor.

The people in Abah's workshop numbered three people threw astonished gazes at each other.

"When did Khaira marry Bah, as far as I know Khaira was not married?" Jamal asked Abah.

"Ningrum is married in the city, the story is long. You remember, I closed the workshop a week later, because I was my daughter's wedding guardian." Abah explained while installing a motorcycle tire.

"Why should her marriage be in the city of Bah? Why aren't we just getting married here?" Jamal asked again.

"To my knowledge too, Ning has never introduced any man Bah. Why did you suddenly come home from town with your husband?" petrik has a big voice.

"Peter, Ning is married in the City. If I tell you about the fear of misunderstanding." Abah replied to see Petrik and Jamal.

"Is it okay for Ning to get pregnant Bah?" bahri guessed.

Like lightning striking the ear, Abah heard the slander from Bahri his anger was ignited.

"But right, most of the village girls go to the city so it breaks Bah?" timpal Jamal's.

"Of course, you guys are boys, right? Why are you guys gossiping!" sergeant Abah was furious. "remember one thing Jamal, Bahri, and you Petrik. Men or women, in the city or in the village, anyone who commits a despicable act, harms themselves. So our job is? prevent than cure, that is marriage. So I married my daughter, anyways in town, Khaira Ningrum doesn't live alone, you know?" abah said full of emphasis.

Hearing Abah's voice that sounded very angry made Jamal, Bahri and Petrik nodded, rather than later wake the champion silat in this village. Can do his business.

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Late afternoon...

Abah does not feel lonely anymore, now there is a daughter only wayangnya and in addition a daughter-in-law. Although not long ago Abah knew Kevin, but Abah considers Kevin is a person who has good ethics.

"Well, can I pray at the prayer hall?" kevin asked Abah to go to the mosque to perform Maghrib prayers.

Abah who just came out of his room suddenly looked at Kevin, "Oh yes of course it is possible, even the reward can be many times."

"But Bah, I don't have a glove and sturdy clothes" said Kevin, considering he only brought a few pieces of clothing.

"Ning, bring clothes and sarongs in Abah's closet, which you bought at that time, Abah did not wear." asked Abah to Khaira who had worn the face.

"Yes Bah." said Khaira, he walked to Abah's room, and opened the closet. Then look for the holster that Abah means, black holster with batik pattern and bone white sturdy clothes.

Netra Khaira looked at the old photo under the pile of sarongs she had taken. And looking at a glimpse of a woman holding a small child with two pigtails, looking happy sitting on a rickshaw. Old photos of her with Purwasih's mother.

His net was glazed over to see a woman he had not met for a long time, fifteen years. Khaira shook her head, for almost sixteen years she had not met the woman who had given birth to her. Abah's voice spread Khaira's gaze in looking at her mother's beautiful face.

"Ning, did you meet the scabbard?" abah's voice in the middle room.

"I-iya Bah, meet." Khaira replied, then rubbed her eyes with her hands covered with mucus. Then returned the old photo in a pile of sarong Abah, and rushed out of Abah's room.

Khaira gave it to Kevin. "It's the same glove as his shirt."

Kevin received the sarong and the koko shirt Khaira gave him. At first he saw the face of the wife who looked like covering up the sadness. But since it was time to go to the mosque, Kevin undoes his intention to ask.

After changing clothes, Khaira and Kevin left for the mosque not far from home. Meanwhile, Abah who had already left for the mushola to echo the adzan magrib.

But when walking to the mosque the name is also life in the village, there must be people who want to know and gossip. That Khaira who looks calm coming home from the City with a Man, without them knowing that both are official and halal in the eyes of religion and state law.

"Ra, back and forth from the city, why bring a man, you're pregnant?" said one of the mothers, after finishing praying, and approached Khaira who had just come out of the mushola.

It was not Khaira who answered, but Kevin. "Doain ya Budhe, who knows my wife is really pregnant."

"Let's have my wife" said Kevin again, holding Khaira's hand to hurry home.

After Kevin and Khaira move away, the two mothers wonder as a young man pinned on Khaira.

"Wife?" said Ms. Sania.

Mama also wondered. "When did they get married?"

Khaira caught a glimpse of Bu Wati and Bu Sania talking, but she was not disappointed if the mothers were talking about her bad things that were thought to have happened, because indeed his marriage is very mysterious for the people in his village to live.

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