Getting Married Due to a Trap

First kiss

In his dream, Khaira was in a reggae concert. Very clapping in welcoming the star.

The relaxed music flow echoed but only in the deep sense of his subconscious. But suddenly reggae music was replaced by the sound of door banging which was quite loud.

Brak! Brak! Brak!

Still with his eyes closed, Khaira frowned because over time the sound of the door banging was getting clearer. Simultaneously he felt from the boisterous performance of the concert, it turned out that he was alone in the dark of dreams. It was as if trapped in a time-stalled vortex.

“Where am I?” he muttered in a dream.

The sound of the door being heard again louder.

Brak!! Brak!! Brak!!

Just make him open his eyes. Khaira sighed deeply and dyed to the right and to the left, her reflexes stroked the chest feeling relieved, “Hahhh it turns out the concert was just a dream?”

Recalling how boisterous the concert performance looks crowded, but in the end he was only alone. Makes Khaira shudder in horror.

Khaira feels dry esophagus, he needs water to relieve his thirst. He saw that his legs were no longer swollen like they were this afternoon. But the pain is still felt. Resisting the pain in his ankle, he slowly walked out of the room.

Shortly after reaching the kitchen, Khaira picked up a glass on the dish rack and poured water from the teapot on the dining table. Sit down and drink water up the toilet.

Suddenly, Khaira is shocked by the door. Exactly the same, when he heard it in a dream, and it was not just a dream, it was real there was a pounding of the door of the house to wake him up.

Brak! Brak! Brak!

Khaira rounded her eyes looking at the glass she was holding. “Who is that? Is it possible Abah?” he tilted his head slightly biting his lower lip and then turned to look at the plate rack, “but if Abah, why did Abah bang on the door, instead of Abah carrying the key?”

Khaira is increasingly curious, who wants to visit the night. There is no other time, such as during the day. Or maybe vampires are afraid of the sun?

Ah I don't know, gripping indeed. But for Khaira before she saw him with her own eyes, she was not satisfied. It passed through the middle of the clock room showing at 00:00. Khaira was a little surprised to see the clock she saw on the wall.

If only he had a cctv, he would not let curiosity haunt. Abah will usually be home at two to three in the morning. Given the case of goat theft makes residents in Situ Babakan village intensify siskamling night.

Again there was a pounding of the door along with a heavy voice calling out his name.

Brak! Brak! Brak!

“Khaira! Khaira!” the voice of a man outside the door.

Khaira gulped down her saliva which seemed to be blocking, she rounded her eyes. His voice is familiar, want to think bad fear wrong people, but still bad thoughts lead to one person that is “Bonar!” he settles towards the window, the lamp he deliberately does not turn on.

Holding the end of the dark brown curtain, Khaira peeked out from behind the curtains she opened slightly. How surprised to see someone standing at the door carrying a bottle of liquor.

“You what Uncle is here for? Does he want to find trouble again?” whispered Khaira alone. Afraid of mingling into one with her curiosity. In the end Khaira sat down under the window.

khaira was certainly surprised and felt the atmosphere was getting gripping, especially he was only alone at home. It's like he's in a movie where a killer is going to break into the house.

The sound of the grandal door Bonar tried to open made Khaira gasp.

“Basic crazy uncle, he's a cycopath!” khaira lirih.

“Khaira I know you're home, I just want to talk to you. Your uncle promises, will not do anything barbaric to you, uncle promises,” exclaimed Bonar outside the door of the house, he occasionally tried to open the locked door.

Well, that's Abah's voice. Khaira reflexively fluttered the curtains and it was true that it was Abah.

“Bonar!” abah shouted loudly, standing in the courtyard of the house.

Bonar turned his back, turned his back on the door. He faintly saw his brother-in-law who was highlighted from the light of a lamp covered with mango leaves, “Eh Mas Ahmad has returned yet?”

Abah approached Bonar and just grabbed a strong collar of the clothes Bonar was wearing.

“Woh-woh, just relax Mas Ahmad,” said Bonar hoarsely wet voice, while holding the hand of Abah who was gripping her collar tightly.

Abah was furious to see the look of Bonar who looks annoying. There was a smell of liquor that wafted in the air as Bonar spoke. “What are you doing in my house, Bonar!”

Bonar put on a slengean face, he smiled cunningly at the question from his brother-in-law, “I just want to see my nephew, Mas. She is very similar to Purwasih, I miss her,”

Abah then let go of his grip just like that, until Bonar staggered and fell to the terrace floor of his house, “Listen Bonar, I will not waste time talking to people like you! Wish I sent you to hell, huh?!”

Abah started to pull the machete out of its place. The highlight of Abah's eyes implied his dislike of this man named Bonar Sumargo.

Bonar was still on the floor, laughing. “Hahaha..” he then tries to prop up his body. Standing in front of Abah, from the lighting of the porch lamp. He looks forward to seeing the radiance of hatred from the eyes of Abah, “Ya, if that's what makes Mas happy, after Mas took Purwasih from me, Mas will also kill me?” Bonar patted Abah's chest.

Abah still stands gallantly, even though his chest is pat Bonar quite strong.

“Kill me Mas, just kill me, after that just throw my corpse in the field to be eaten by crows!” Bonar pulls the machete held by Abah, to bring it close to his neck. As if resigned, if indeed he had to die this second anyway.

Abah was stunned to hear Bonar's confession. He understands one thing, why Bonar constantly bothers his daughter, Bonar has been caught between the past. “I ndak snatch Purwasih from mu Bonar, I also do not know if you used to like Purwasih,”

Bonar fell silent, he was wrong to have dumped Purwasih, and that was what made him regret for a lifetime. In order to forget Purwasih who was then married to Ahmad Khoirun, Bonar also married Purwasih's younger brother.

Khaira was flabbergasted by what she saw. I don't want anything terrible to happen. He walked towards the door and opened it, “Change!” he called out to look at Abah and turned to look at Bonar.

Both Abah and Bonar were surprised to see Khaira standing in the doorway. Abah just dropped his machete from Bonar's neck. While Bonar smiled bitterly at the child of the woman he loved.

“I'll come again!” Bonar also went from Abah's house by staggering in the yard and next to the road.

Khaira approaches Abah, “Chapters!”

Abah was relieved to see her daughter was fine. Furious thoughts will happen something bad soon disappear, he embraces his only daughter, “That's very relieved you're okay, Ning,”

“Change, what really happened? Why did Uncle mention Mom's name?” Khaira overhears the conversation between Bonar and Abah, and makes her curiosity back up.

Abah looked back at the courtyard of the house, Bonar was no longer visible. Then look back at his daughter, “Nthere's nothing Ning, come in. Abah wants to talk to you.”

Khaira obeyed Abah's words, he went into the house and sat on the sofa in the living room. After locking the door, Abah followed Khaira and sat not far from her daughter.

Abah looked lovingly, his eyes began to glaze over remembering he could not live without his little daughter who had now grown into a mature girl, “My son, get out of here. Abah please.”

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