Getting Married Due to a Trap

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“Quiet, Relax, Gentlemen, Mothers. We'll finish this off well. I am sure there is a solution to this problem!” mr. Udin said trying to calm the people. Because he did not suspect Khaira of adultery.

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But people who like the pleasure of vigilante, still can not stem the turmoil of prejudice, they voiced their dislike for people who have done prostitution or adultery.

Khaira looked down shabbyly, not wanting to see the foreign man who had already caused this problem to happen. Exactly he did not want to see this jerk guy, who most likely had the wrong room!

“Basic guy nyebelin!” maki Khaira in heart.

When asked by Pak Wahyu as the owner of the boarding house, Mita also did not know the foreign man who sat opposite Khaira.

"Betul Mit, you don't know this guy?”

Mita suddenly nodded lightning, "Yes Sir, I've only seen her for the first time, whether this foreign creature came from where?” mita's voice sounded cynical.

This foreign man did not stay silent, "Dih, what is it that my people also do not know ama lo, and this too? What the fuck am I in kerubiranin rich maling!” concluded angry to see himself in the midfielder like a snapper class.

"He, you don't have to belagu lo, obviously lo maling and more despicable than maling,” said one resident pointed emotionally to a foreign man.

"Tuh, you have to take responsibility!” added other citizens.

"Well, what am I doing wrong?! To the extent that I have to be in charge?!” the foreign man felt himself to have done nothing wrong.

"You have done perverted things, in this village of ours. And lo the same lo girl just choose the punishment of whipping and in the wine around the village or marry this lo girl right now, in front of us all!” mr. Somat said explaining the punishment for the perpetrators of the crime.

Khaira who was still ducking shabbily immediately stunned, when she heard the explanation of the fat-haired father, “Hah, punishment whip? I thought it was only in the Aceh area. Turns?” inner Khaira languished, “Have I not wanted to, let alone the punishment of whipping!” thought.

Khaira raised her head, and coincidentally her gaze met a look with the bead of the man in front of her that seemed to take her to another dimension. Khaira quickly shifted her eyes.

“Can't do it, sir! I didn't do anything! I can't marry someone I don't know! And I also can't accept so much punishment!”khaira refused to voice the firmness that he was innocent. Along with the rejection of the man who is alleged to have been his perverted partner.

"What?! In whip or marriage?!” exclaim foreign man. “enak aja do not pervert, anyways I just do not know ama ni girls, same I also do not know, why can be here? Suddenly I was asked to marry a girl, did I make her bunting?!” protesting this foreign man gazed at one by one the people who were looking at him sharply, his eyes briefly meeting the look of the girl in front of him. Degs...

“Heleh basic perverted brain! I'm a pervert still cringing!” said Coki cornered the stranger.

"Hoh.. I know, lest I'm trapped again because you're pregnant, right? Ngaku lo?” he accuses the girl in front of him without reason and then stands and breaks the table which is a barrier between himself and the girl who has been accused of being his perverted partner.

Khaira widened her eyes, wanting to suffocate the neck of that jerk. Khaira did not accept the charges against him. He also did not want to lose and hit the table harder. Brak!.. "Hey, alien, I don't know you either! Don't be reckless without proof, Tau?!” khaira sighed loudly, her eyes glaring at the foreign man in front of her.

Mita was also upset at the accusations of the foreign man against Khaira,“Wah as good as this boy said! Heh my cousin is in trouble, and he also has to bear the shame for a deed he never did also because elo tau!”

The stranger laughed at the words of the two girls in front of him. Indeed his accusation did not underlie what he saw now, nor did he know them.

Khaira again sat down shabby, her feelings at this time were confused and difficult, “Instead of my fate. New first time to come to the city, but this is what happened.”balya languish.

"Well, yes, proof! Do people here have evidence? if I am a girl doing a rapport?!” asked this foreign man floating in the air when a Mother had interrupted him.

"Alah.. say only if you don't want to be responsible!” timpal Ibu characterizes Betawi's voice.

The two people who had been accused were both glaring if only their eyes were the chimpanzee ball must have fallen. Both of them wanted to immediately find the bright spot of this misunderstanding.

Some residents and also Pak Wahyu seem surprised, because Khaira and foreign men look not to know each other.

However, for negative and fanatical citizens think Khaira and this stranger are just acting.

“This one of you is very smart acting!” said Bu Sakinah rice seller Padang.

“Waduh guessed again filming?” mita murmured at how boisterous the people were.

“Fathers, Mothers all here. They do not know each other, this is my cousin just arrived from the village!” Mita is still trying to defend Khaira.

“Alah it's Mit, don't bother him cousin you keep you defend people who have done maksiat!” Wati the mothers who like to hang out follow meander.

“Fathers, Mothers swear by Allah I do not know this foreign boy.” said Khaira sincerely honest.

"Alah. don't be pretentious. Swearing, you take, doesn't apply here. Use the show bring Allah-God everything!” said Mr. Batak accent sound.

Not long ago, the Chairman of RT had arrived in the middle of this commotion. And look at the two who were thought to have committed adultery.

"Udah sir, we'll punish the whip, as it has been, most of them. They do not confess their actions clearly!” shouted the people who were stirred with emotion.

"They said they didn't do it in our village. They may have played elsewhere. Are you really Mom?”

"Yes right!”

"It's Bu!”

Very painful and heartbreaking, in an instant Khaira felt like her life was trapped in a puddle of abject mud. Khaira held back her crying which seemed to erode her confidence. “Change, what karma should I accept this? O Allah, strengthen me.” his monologue in heart strengthen itself.

Mita also felt sorry for what happened to her cousin who just arrived in this city. He continued to gently rub Khaira's shoulders, to give her strength.

Umi Lasmi also felt the same feeling that Khaira felt, the hijab-wearing woman, continued to try to calm the residents so as not to act rashly. However, again residents continue to argue, and accuse Khaira of committing adultery with an unnamed man.

The atmosphere was getting rowdy and rowdy, "Please calm, Fathers, Mothers. I will ask this young couple once again, if indeed they both do not want to get married. We also cannot leave this hereditary ancestral tradition, for the perpetrators who have acted in our village.” concluded Mr. RT Tantowi.

“What's your name?” ask Mr. Tantowi to the two young men who are now being interrogated.

"Khaira,” replied Mita.

“Who is the name of the boy?” ask Mr. Tantowi again.

This foreign man seemed very upset, so reluctant to answer Mr. Tantowi's question. Until a citizen growled and pulled the clothes worn by this foreign man.

“Heh in question and answer, what is your name? It's still wrong to be blurred!” sentak Coki's.

“Kevin!” he replied annoyed, shaking the hands of the people who pulled his clothes, and threw them away. “Damn it!” arrogant talk.

“Where is your KTP?” Mr. Tantowi as the chairman of RT must impose a security system and ask every guest who visits, especially in this situation.

Khaira saw Mita, “There's a bag in your kosan Mit,”

“Let me takein soon!” Mita rushed straight to her room.

While the man who claimed his name was Kevin, he was confused when he searched his pants pocket, his wallet he did not meet. Kevin is confused, with a chuckle feeling, “Where is my wallet? Am I in copet?!” in the heart.

Not long after, Mita has returned, and carries Khaira's sling bag. He gave it to his cousin.

Khaira immediately responded and took out an identification card, and presented it to the local RT Pak, “This is my ID Pak.”

Mr. Tantowi received the ID card and checked the authenticity of the identification card. He turned to look at a young man who claimed to be named Kevin, “Where is your ID card young?”

Kevin's drunk, he's wistful, “No sir, maybe my wallet- uh I'm on copet!”

Residents do not accept Kevin's excuse, “Allah many reasons you!”

“Udah Mr. Tantowi, a man who had many rich reasons he did not need long to obey the punishment, later even became a habit he cattle here and there!” shouted Bu Sumi the culprit provocateur.

The words of Ms. Sumi were also justified by the surrounding residents.

“Towered Mr. Tantowi, you have to be firm!”

“Gue doesn't lie, my ID doesn't exist! Let alone ktp, my wallet also does not exist!” exclaim Kevin honestly.

“How old are you?” ask Mr. Tantowi again to Kevin.

“27 years.” briefly reply Kevin.

Because the atmosphere has become increasingly heated, Mr. Tantowi also gave a firm step. ”Nak Khaira and Nak Kevin still have to account for your actions!”

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