Getting Married Due to a Trap

Marriage preparation

Kevin drove his bike at high speed, blending together with the road users. Because it was time for him to go to work.

But because of his heart tucked in pity to catch up with Khaira, there is a sense of wanting to pick him up, not without cause, because Kevin thinks the girl does not know the ins and outs of the streets of this densely packed capital city, The capital city is the focus of hope from all aspects of work.

So in order to make up for his guilt, also because he had locked the girl for three days, he also picked up Khaira.

Well just pick up. Kevin steadied himself.

This time Khaira no longer wanted to be trapped, he put his hands in front of his chest as if he was riding a comedy swivel, but made his head dizzy.

Despite the focus of the motorbike, Kevin occasionally saw Khaira's face that seemed radiant from the rearview mirror. Making him smile thinly, there was a sense of pleasure to see the radiance of calmness from the natural face of the girl he was on. “Manis.” murmured, then slowed down a little bit the speed of the motor.

Khaira enjoys a nighttime atmosphere decorated with urban lights. Several police buildings, high-rise buildings, apartment buildings he saw with the naked eye.

To get home this time is slower than when Kevin drove Khaira this morning. Fifty minutes have been Kevin and Khaira through, now the bike has arrived in front of a modern minimalist house that has been eleven years Kevin lived.

Khaira got off the bat, she smiled faintly at Kevin. “Thank you, because you already want to nganter me work, also pick up even though it is not requested.”

For a moment Kevin was amazed when he saw the smile painted on Khaira's face.

There's no way Kevin would have liked it. Because he is a typical man who does not like to spread the nets of love. Well that's how it is, during his life only one person who just dated.

“Mana hp lo?”kevin asked cold ice cube beams.

“For what?” wonder Khaira asked .

“Mana cepet!” Kevin raised his right palm before Khaira. It forced like flipping a fish stuck in a cauldron.

Khaira looked at Kevin with a lazy look, like a squid word staring at Spongebob acting strangely. He pulled out his cell phone from his sling bag.

The phone Khaira gave her. Actually Kevin was concerned to see the condition of Khaira's phone screen cracked quite severe, such as the rift of his love relationship.

Kevin prefers to be quiet. It is not his business, nor is it his right to comment on the personal belongings of others. It is called the internet network, but after opening the WhatsApp apk to send Khaira number to WhatsApp'nya, can not send. Alias mubeng-mubeng in place of mosquito repellent cake.

“This is why hp lo, why to send wa can not?” kevin asked, showing Khaira's phone to her owner.

“The quota is up,” Khaira answered Kevin's question in a slightly grumbling voice.

“Basic grouchy kang! Why didn't you tell me that Kouta lo ran out?” Kevin returned the phone to the owner.

“Ya indeed if it runs out Kevin wants to buyin?” khaira asked without seeing the person she was talking to.

Well you know the stone is lo Vin, it was carved and Kouta asked to be bought. Kevin looked at the ducked Khaira, “Now call what number lo?”

“Twelve figures,” replied Khaira monotonously.

Kevin stared at lazy Khaira, “Number is Neneng, not the number!”

Khaira was singing her lips, was it wrong for her to answer him like that? Instead of lingering long talk wide with the arrogant master. Khaira also mentioned her phone number.

After getting the lottery number. Erratum! Khaira's mobile number, Kevin then told Khaira to enter the house.

“Nih keys. Bye, get in there. Don't forget the door lock, danger knows! You are careless. Your carelessness has caused us to marry. If ten guys enter the house, it's dangerous. You will marry ten guys too!”

There was a sudden strike but not lightning. Khaira was silent, eager to make a mockery to the man in front of her. Because of Kevin's words, it made him feel very offended.

Kevin bit his lower lip, not expecting the words to suddenly glide smoothly from his tongue. It is true that the term tongue is not boned.

Suddenly there was a voice that made Kevin gasp.

BRAK!!!

Khaira dropped the helmet she was still holding. He saw a surprised Kevin, “Quite Mas Kevin!” sergeant. While taking the key that Kevin offered.

Kevin was surprised to see Khaira who dropped the helmet, it was clear that the girl was very angry, maybe Khaira was offended and would throw swearing and scolding. But Kevin only saw Khaira standing, silent and glum-faced.

Just as Kevin opened his mouth to say the meaning of his words, he saw Khaira turning around and walking at a fast pace without making a sound or giving a nagging like this morning.

Kevin clapped his own lips because he had just spoken! “Lemes very nih lips!” mumbled wailing.

Khaira quickly opened the iron trellis fence, then closed it without looking at Kevin. Then immediately enter the house and close the door a little rough until it makes a loud enough sound.

Arriving inside the house, Khaira inched to sit behind the main door. His eyelids were very hot, his heart was as if it was split by the sword of Khalid bin Walid Radhiallahu Anhu, as if numb.

He could not resist all the more stifling the trough in his heart. Khaira cried but did not speak just as much as the picture that he was crying because of injury.

He also did not blame Kevin's words completely, because he realized and had indeed acted carelessly.

“If I had locked the door, surely this complicated matter would not have happened, and I could have stayed at Mita's house, been able to chat all night with the cat. Surely I will also not be lonely here.” he said on the sidelines crying, because feeling the void running through his heart now.

"Obah, Abah, what is my fault, so I have to bear this karma. What is my sin Abah?” many times he called his single parents. Hoping for his brother, immediately come and embrace him and gently rub his head, as usual, when he was a child.

“Mother, why Mom gave birth to me. When my mother didn't want me! If my mother doesn't want my presence what about others? Mother...” cries Khaira broke, when she remembered the figure of the Mother. All that can be imagined, he needs the affection of someone he can call Mom.

But reality is indeed, often inversely proportional to what is expected.

Khaira has always been a subject of ridicule, when she was a child, the heartless people always blamed her, the reason she left. They say that it was his mother who left because of Khaira's mischief as a child. A glimpse of a dark childhood shadow flashed in his memory.

“I really hope this is just a nightmare, which I don't want to meet in real life.” Khaira said in her tears. Many times he hit his chest, which seemed to be tight.

A sense of tightness caused by prolonged pain, he never uttered, even to Abah. A longing for the mother, which turned into a delusion.

Khaira was only afraid that her brother would feel sad and leave her too, just like the mother. Even because he was so sorry for his mother, he threw away and burned all the memorable portraits with his mother when he was a child.

“It feels like I want to drink cyanide poison, so I can leave this pain behind. The pain that I was growing more and more covered with a smile as bright as the sun, yet covered in a quiet blanket. But I'm not ready to die.”

Khaira feels very fragile, although every day always try to always smile. Because his life is not as lucky as people who have harmonious families, can also achieve goals in college without thinking about the burden of tuition fees.

Second by second, minute by minute and rolling into one net. For an hour Khaira sat down behind the main door. He saw a house that looked silent, there was only the sound of the clock ticking.

A moment later, Khaira got up from her seat, and stood firm and encouraged herself.

“Ngak!” Khaira shook her head.

“I can't believe it, I have to be excited, yes spirit. I must have the spirit, like Muhammad Al Fattih, in conquering Constantinople!” khaira said, wiping away the tears, which were melting without excuse.

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For an hour too Kevin waited in front of his house, wanted to be indifferent and went straight to his workplace. But I faintly heard Khaira crying bitterly, making her heart not bear, to just leave.

Seriate.....