Getting Married Due to a Trap

well, fuck off.

The sun is also rising around the rotation of the earth. At 07:23 wib.

Outside Mita's boarding room people have done their morning routine. Like someone who washes clothes, some houses, and some also sort out choosing vegetables in the vegetable cart along with the neighbors.

Rukun, that is the picture seen in Rawa Dengklok Village.

Meanwhile in the Mita.

Khaira was ready to go to work because of his clothes at Kevin's house, as a result he also borrowed clothes belonging to Mita which if suitable with the type of clothes he wears daily. However, Mita who prefers Korean style tastes, it seems difficult for Khaira to match the types of superiors and subordinates.

“Mit, am I feeling sexy? How come I look weird wearing your shirt?” Khaira reflected, she repeatedly looked at herself in the reflection of the mirror, matching the clothes she had borrowed from Mita. Clothes that do not fit Khaira wear clothes that are more dominant sexy Mita.

“That shirt is the most fitting you wear Ra, others you see yourself mostly short, and if the long sleeves must be tight,” said Mita, back folding clothes that were random because they look for clothes that are fitting to wear a cousin who is very different types of clothing.

Blazer jeans tear the right and left arms, plus a style tear on the back. Length of the arm not up to the wrist. And the length of the body, only the back. Combined with a short-sleeved shirt that is quite tight, only limited to the waist. And the pants are a little bit long loose, but why should there be a tear in the knee.

“I kayak chilli-cabean Mita!” cetus Khaira, shabby. If only the clothes yesterday that he was wearing he could use again, but it is not recommended because the smell is very musty. What coworkers and restaurant customers say if they smell bad from yesterday's clothes that were not replaced.

“Assalamualaikum.” greetings someone simultaneously entered the door of a boarding room that is slightly open.

Khaira immediately took out her sling bag to cover her sensitive area. If for Mita may be ordinary, but for Khaira clothing like this very prominent sensitive area, especially in the waist to the thigh.

“Mas Kevin why did you enter, without knocking on the door!” exclamation Khaira saw Kevin who had stood entering the boarding house Mita which is a plot of room measuring 5x5 meters.

“Loh why? Are you not naked anymore?” Kevin ignored Khaira's words, instead he sat on the floor and pulled a plastic bag containing rice sitting in the show Mita ancer-ancer rice trader sitting.

“Iya Ra, you are no longer naked. Why should be covered by the mumuk you use a bag, besides he is your husband, just right if I think he squirms all the curves of your body, lo,” said Mita while putting a few pieces of clothing into a wardrobe that is not too big.

Kevin smelled his smile, he glanced at Khaira who was rounding her eyes at Mita.

“Mita!” khaira exclaimed annoyed at what his cousin who was originally snapped when he spoke.

“What? Did I say wrong? He is your husband, Ra!” Mita shrugged her shoulders, pointing at Kevin.

“Indeed why the same clothes you wear, it's good. Although it's a little different from what you used yesterday, Ra.” Kevin raised his face to look at Khaira who was still standing by holding a sling bag in front of the sensitive area.

“Tuh right, your husband's taste is the same as mine. Is wrong you yourself, your style tastes like Nasida-like ria in my time is still SD!” mita said while putting powder on her face.

Kevin still continues to smile seeing his wife is indeed very different in terms of appearance from most women in the city. Not a colossus, but according to aurat.

“Udah-already, here eat first. Things clothes can be overcome, anyways this is the time you leave for work Delf,”ujar Kevin he stood near Khaira who still stood reluctant to move, he said, as if moving then the clothes used by his wife will be torn in the shell.

Mita wonder over calls (Delf), “What is Delf?”

Without turning to Mita, Kevin replied, “Delfi almond chocolate, she's my favorite chocolate brand,”

Mita mangosteen, and did not answer him further. Because he was busy polishing various cosmetic procedures to his face.

Kevin approached Khaira who seemed hesitant to look at him, “but indeed this outfit is a little sexier.” he said, making Khaira that second also looked at him with a round eye.

“Basic pervert!” cibir Khaira spicy.

Seeing Mita's face wearing lipstick blurted out made Kevin and Khaira immediately let go of her laughter.

“Hahaha..

"Not much different as an ondel-ondel." exclaimed Kevin saw the face of Mita who was a bit menor.

"Mit, Mith. What do you want to do for a fashion show?" Khaira shook her head to look at Mita's makeup.

Mita took a tissue and rubbed her swollen lipsticks, "It is wrong if I want to look beautiful, pan all women have the right to look fashionable and sexy,"

"Yes yes," said Khaira, she was eager to sit down.

"That's the loosest, most calm outfit I've ever had, all the gowns I live in at home. The only thing here is my clothes that I wear everyday" Mita said back to applying lipstick to her lips.

Khaira sighed harshly, "You know there are no women dressed but naked?"

"You mean, Ra?" mita asked without looking at Khaira.

"Through the hadith sourced from Abu Hurairah RA, the Prophet said, ["Among the members of hell are women who are dressed but naked. Who walk in a daze to seduce and to be admired. These people will not go to heaven and will not smell it."] (HR Muslim). Khaira said, remembering one of the hadiths for everyday life that was once said Abah.

"Yes yes, I will slowly change my appearance," replied Mita resigned if her cousin had started to issue a lecture, like Ustadzah. It may also be because of the balance of listening to Abah's advice.

Kevin mangosteen heard the hadith about life.

"I heard the hadith from Abah, and Abah also always applied the pattern of dress so that if the aura closes, said Abah to be kept away from the striped man, the nose man, the pervert man!" seloroh Khaira glanced sharply at Kevin.

Regarding women is always riweh, splashy and not infrequently invite laughter. Kevin looked at Khaira's innocent face, "Why don't you make-up too?"

"What am I making makeup for, I want to get married in a wedding!" tukas Khaira answered as he could.

Kevin's forehead puckered, "Warranty?" he smiled faintly at Khaira, "What expression is the code just the origin?"

"Whatever!" Khaira then sat very slowly, still with her sling bag to cover her sensitive area.

Khaira turned her face to look at Kevin who was still standing, "Why just stand up, and worry about me? Don't think anything weird."

Kevin shakes his shoulder, then follows Khaira to sit down. He closed Khaira's ears and whispered, "Gue didn't think anything strange, only I thought. You're so hot in this shirt."

Khaira distanced herself from Kevin, "Sexy from Hong Kong!" upset answer.

Mita shook her head at how fierce Khaira was to Kevin. Can there be love between the two? If Khaira always acts indifferent, cold and cynical towards men. Let alone Kevin, any man will never want to be in love with a ketus woman.

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