Getting Married Due to a Trap

Lunch at the cafe

Khaira diverts her attention who was originally staring at a slippery looking street, now sees Mita, “Where?”

Mita slapped on the shoulder of her cousin who forgot to talk during the afternoon break, “Lo forgets what I said last afternoon, I want to make sure you play to the shopping center, anyways Kevin already ngabarin lo if he can not pick up,”

Khaira feels lazy, “Away no?”

Mita shook her head, “Not far, only fifteen minutes from here,”

Khaira feels very lazy to follow Mita, “Mobile centers, like mol?”

Mita nodded, “Yap right!”

Khaira sighed, “Males! Besides I have not paid, if my eyes are good goods, I just drool doang, because I do not have money, and there it must be expensive, ”

“We just look around. You're in love with money Kevin, is it over?” mita asked, he walked to his motorbike which was parked specifically for employee parking.

Khaira also caught up with Mita, “I haven't used it yet, I'm afraid. And I feel I have no right to use my needs, I am not a real wife Mas Kevin,”

Mita gives helmet to Khaira, “Lo how the hell, almost a month lo marry Kevin, and you do not feel like his wife. Don't tell me you haven't done anything with that guy?”

Khaira was confused by Mita's words, “What-why do you mean, Mit?”

Mita grunted annoyedly, she did know that her cousin was smart at school. But why can be stupid if about romance and feelings, “Ya kiss, or in-” relationship Mita speech stopped when the palm of Khaira's hand has landed on her lips.

“Sshhuut, you can not Mit do not talk about soan in public places, your voice is flat!” hardik Khaira releases his hand from Mita's lips, so that his cousin does not continue the discussion that he thinks is sensitive if it reaches other people.

“Yes come on, you want to come with what not?”sentak Mita while rubbing her lips from the hand of Khaira.

By being very forced, Khaira also follow what Mita will, he also hugged his cousin who had previously booth by on his motor matic.

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On the way to the shopping center, Khaira observed the slippery streets. He also looked at the buildings he was passing through.

And it's true what Mita said, not even fifteen minutes. Both have arrived at the parking lot outside the shopping center specifically for motorcyclists.

Khaira also raised her face staring at the height of the building around her. “What are these buildings only moles, Mit?”

“Not only mole doang, there is next to it the tall building,” Mita pointed to the right building next to the mole building which became her destination, “That's a luxury apartment, only in the possession of elite people alone,” explained Mita he began to walk ahead of his cousin who was still amazed to see a tall building towering.

Khaira mangosteen thin, he understood that the village and the city are indeed different 180 drajat, even if there is a tall building that is only at some point downtown Jogja. He catches up with Mita, but something catches his attention.

Her eyes accidentally caught someone who looked like her husband. Erratum! Kevin, that man is her husband, but not a real husband. He kept looking at someone who looked a lot like Kevin.

Khaira forgot Mita who just kept walking towards the entrance of the shopping mall. He turned his attention to following the man who was walking in a hurry. Khaira sees a person who looks like Kevin coming out of the shopping center parking lot and walking towards the building that Mita said was a luxury apartment.

Walking and continuing to follow a person who looks like Kevin, Khaira was made very curious is it really Kevin? Or just someone who looks alike.

Until the time when the man Khaira follows enters into the lobby of a classy and luxurious apartment. Khaira continued to walk a considerable distance away from the man, as the man entered a small room Khaira was confused.

“Well, that little room is called the elevator. I've seen in Hollywood movies I've seen.” monologues in my heart. After the elevator closes Khaira immediately comes out of her hiding place, and sees the number 21 listed above the elevator door that carries Kevin.

Shamelessly Khaira asked a woman next to her, “Mbak please can pick up the number 21 nope?”

The woman standing right next to Khaira, looked at him with a strange look. Khaira looked at her finger wrapped around the white bandage.

“Please Ma'am, my finger was injured by a knife last afternoon.” he was grateful scratched a knife could be the reason for not lying is following someone.

Although strange, but this woman also received an excuse from the veiled woman who stood next to her.

“Here, it is true. Lo'lo, laku'gue. aka ora take care! [No matter]” cetus Khaira in heart.

After waiting for about five minutes, he reached the 21st floor. He was in a stuffy room like the elevator. Khaira got out of the elevator just as he got into the elevator, he jumped again. What Khaira feared, his legs would be wedged in the elevator door that opened and closed automatically.

Before the elevator door closed again, Khaira thanked the woman who had dialed number 21, “Makasih.” after that, the elevator door was closed.

Khaira was quite surprised to see a man who looked like Kevin also out of the elevator, he quickly hid himself by squatting next to a pot of ornamental plants made of plastic.

After the man passed by, Khaira turned to look at the man, feeling like a spy agent stalking a drug dealer. “How do I prove that it's not Mas Kevin?” he murmured while thinking with eyes that were still watching the man who was walking through the row of doors.

“Telfon! Yes phone!” cetus Khaira, he immediately pulled out his phone and called Kevin's number. The call was connected as the man stopped his steps.

“Halo!” the sound from the phone made Khaira's heart beat.

“Is that person Mas Kevin?” mind monologues. Khaira widened her gaze looking at the man who was also picking up a phone call.

“Halo.”

Degs... Khaira heard a voice on the phone line, “Ma-mas Ke-vin is where is it now?”

The man looked restless from the gesture his body was seen, he turned to the right and to the left.

“Again at work, why?” kevin's voice was on the phone.

For some reason Khaira felt a burning sensation within her, there was a pain that was scratched there, in the depths of her heart.

“E-no pa-pa!”the answer was short, and then Khaira turned off the phone unilaterally. And he saw so too by the man he was looking at.

The man walked again and arrived at the door. A beautiful and sexy woman has welcomed the man.

The man Khaira thought was Kevin then entered into a luxurious apartment room.

Khaira sat down on the luxurious floor of the apartment, she felt her whole body weak as if boneless. “So the guy I saw it, right you are Kevin?”

Seriate..