Getting Married Due to a Trap

Party night.

Khaira smiled faintly, she was reluctant to answer Kevin's question. He does not want to look pretentious patronizing older people, basically everyone has their own opinions in terms of speculating about others.

Staring at the face bruised reddish rash, more precisely on the lower cheek at the tip of the right lip. Khaira could not bear to see Kevin's face like that, because he was taught by his single parents to love others, even though loved ones would later scratch the wound. That is why Abah always told Khaira not to hate the mother.

“Where is the medicine box?”ask Khaira.

Kevin was stunned by Khaira's question. He was not disappointed that he did not find Khaira answering his question. Kevin assumed that with Khaira asking for a medicine box, already representing that the girl in front of him is not a bad girl, or does not care about the suffering of others.

“In the bottom drawer tv,” Kevin replied. He saw Khaira immediately rush out of the room.

Because caring for others is often seen from action, not from speech.

Khaira returned to the room with a small basin of cold water in her right hand and a medicine box in her left. “Nih!” he gave Kevin a basin and a box.

Kevin was amazed to see a small basin filled with water and a medicine box that Khaira thrust, “Yeah not very sensitive so girls!”

Khaira was astonished at Kevin's words, “Why should I be sensitive? Yes this is a cure for the wound so that it will not be swollen!”

Kevin moody he looked down while rubbing his fingers, “Ya help me make medicine cake!”

“Dih promise!” sergeant Khaira.

“The last few years, I've only lived alone. So what's wrong if I'm a little spoiled, plus my girlfriend who is not sensitive.” Kevin was still down, he rubbed his cheeks which started to swell.

Seeing Kevin like a child sulking reminded Khaira of his childhood, as he played running around and fell on the gravel of the street making his hand hurt. His eyelids seemed to heat up considering the moment where he lived without the love of a mother, he was still lucky to have an Abah who loved him very much.

Khaira turned her face to the ceiling of the room, not wanting her sadness to be looked at by others.

Kevin raised his face to look at Khaira who was staring at the ceiling of the room, “How-ever I will be as if venting!” extended his hand to ask for the basin that Khaira was still holding. “This dah basin same medicine box, if you do not want to help me.”

Khaira again lowered her gaze, she saw Kevin's sad face, and Kevin's outstretched hand. Take a deep breath and breathe it out slowly. He also sat next to Kevin, of course there is still a distance between him and Kevin. “Ngadep here!” he said to let Kevin shift his seat.

Instantly Kevin shifted his sitting position, now he faced Khaira and smiled faintly.

Seeing Kevin smile makes Khaira back awkward, “Do not smile!” her jolt was so that Kevin would not show his stalker-like smile.

Hearing the warning of the girl who was still wearing face, making Kevin immediately flat-faced. He was very grateful, even though the girl in front of him was cold and fierce. Worst time like this, he's not alone. But Kevin felt there was something else in him, “Lah why am I so spoiled like this!” in the heart.

Khaira squeezes out a small towel like a handkerchief that she accidentally brought from the village, but before sticking it to Kevin's face, Kevin has stopped it first.

Feeling unfamiliar with the small rose-patterned towel Khaira held made Kevin frown, “Whose towel is it?”

Khaira saw her little towel she was holding, “My towel,” she replied spontaneously.

“Have made snot wipe huh?” think Kevin pointed at the wet towel Khaira was holding.

Khaira chuckled at Kevin's suggestion, she looked at Kevin lazily. Then take Kevin's hand and give a small towel he holds into Kevin's palm, “Nih dapin himself!”

Kevin pulled Khaira's hand, and returned the wet little towel to the owner,“Gue was just a joke! That's so bad actually!”

Khaira is lazy to respond to the words of Kevin that always make him bad mood! He just pressed Kevin's face that looks bruised.

“Ish! slowly.” said Kevin, then holding the back of Khaira's hand that was compressing his bruise.

Khaira was awkward, she saw Kevin's hand resting on her hand. “Ehem hand!” hardik Khaira commemorates Kevin.

Kevin realized the position of his hand holding Khaira's hand, then pulled it from there.

Nobody opens their voice, Kevin or Khaira. Both wrestled with his mind.

Khaira was nervous in Kevin's eyes, but he tried to look calm. In order not to be memorable as if he was being restlessly stared intensely by Kevin.

Meanwhile Kevin felt that the girl before him was quite warm, quite comfortable, and did not miss still fierce, but enough to make him feel better than his current heartbreak.

Khaira cleared her throat to ward off her awkwardness, “Ehem.” she threw her gaze away, still with her hand pressing a small towel against Kevin's bruised face.

Likewise with Kevin, he was quite awkward in this situation. Although accustomed to meeting many women who exceed the beauty of Khaira, but looked at Khaira as if making it nervous.

“Emm.. Mas Kevin has not explained why Mas Kevin said his girlfriend you are bored?” Khaira asked to neutralize the anxiety in her heart.

Kevin lowered his head, breathing as if to describe him as not okay. But he did not want to look crybaby, he returned to meet Khaira and smiled blandly. “Let me be clear, I broke up with my girlfriend, satisfied!”

Kevin continues to watch the down-turned Khaira who is compressing his wound, “Ya can, because it is not love!”

Khaira again a mangosteen-beard, “How long did Mas Kevin date Mas Kevin's girlfriend?”

“Two years,” replied Kevin short, clear, solid.

Khaira again and again the mangosteen, “Old as well yeah, two years,” he briefly looked at Kevin and back down pressed a small towel on the back of Kevin's hand.

“Yes so!” reply Kevin, about the breakdown of his love relationship.

“Love is not just how long they are a couple, but how strong they survive to be together through the ordeal.”, Khaira said, she put a small towel in a small basin filled with ice water.

Kevin felt that what Khaira said was the truth. Wordlessly Kevin leaned his head on Khaira's shoulders.

Khaira was stunned by what Kevin was doing. But suddenly Kevin's words make Khaira undo his intention to stay away from Kevin.

“Just a minute, please!” kevin said, as if pleading.

Khaira silently stared at herself, her shoulders seemed a little heavy supporting Kevin's head that was leaning. Seeing a man like this, made Khaira think that men also need a backrest.

Men can hide their sadness, disappointment, injuries, even tears. But just like women, men also have a fragile side of the heart, who want to be understood, who want to be noticed, who want to shed tears without being considered weak.

That is why Khaira is very fond of her single parents who have been living in the void for so long after the departure of her mother.

“In the likes I believe, we will be able to accompany. In grief I asked how we could endure, in our hearts we talked about how to strengthen each other over trials, he said, telling the story we have so that people who hear it do not assume we are complaining and think we are weak?” khaira said she stared at the tulip painting on the wall of Mama Kevin's late room which she did not know whose name she was.

Kevin felt touched by Khaira's words, he pulled himself to see the face of the girl in front of him. His eyelids seemed to be burning, so hot from within his eyes as if a piercing dam of water would spill over.

But Kevin did not want one drop of his tears seen by others. He raised his right hand and rubbed Khaira's cheek gently.

Khaira sat face to face with Kevin's shady netra, there was sadness there. In Kevin's sharp eyes.

The ringing of the cell phone ripped both of them off. Kevin looked back, he saw the phone ringing together with the screen on, the sign of the incoming call. Name of the caller (Asep)

Not saying anything, Kevin immediately moved from his seat and out of the room occupied by Khaira.

Khaira saw Kevin's departure, his face warmed up. “Why he left, will his wound not be given ointment,”

He held his cheek that a few seconds ago was rubbed by Kevin. “Change, Ning's wedding is just a moment. So Abah didn't have to worry, Ning would take good care of Ning. And may Abah also always be healthy and good also.”

I see a phone that is still ringing. Quickly he picked up a non-app call from Asep.

“Halo,” says Khaira after connecting call. “What are you calling at dawn?” again, straight to the point.

📱“Penenger heard your voice wake up,” Asep replied sebrang mobile phone.

Khaira chuckles amusedly at Asep's joke, “Ahayy..My ears are tickled with you talking Sep, hahaha,”.

Khaira's broken laughter was also welcomed by Asep's laughter.

The call was connected for almost half an hour, for Khaira it was fun to discuss anything with Asep.

~

The opposite is true with Asep. He was very happy and excited after hearing his conversation with Khaira.

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Outside the room occupied by Khaira, Kevin stood beside the door of the room that was still wide open, he leaned his head on the wall, while raising his face staring at the ceiling of the middle room. Hearing Khaira's crisp laughter, as if transmitted to her. Kevin smiled thinly.

“Who is Asep?” he mumbled softly, “what did that person say, why was Khaira so happy, was Asep the man Khaira loved?” he shakes his shoulders. Then walk to his room.

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