Getting Married Due to a Trap

Request son-in-law.

“Why so discuss me!” annoyed Brian, “tadi lo not finished the story, because now the police are looking for information about drug kingpins. And it might just be next Baboon,”

“Good!” chirp Kevin.

“Why not cooperate with the police? To uncover drug networks?” I don't know how many times, Brian reminded Kevin to work with the police to uncover the drug network.

Kevin stood up, he remembered it was time to go to the discotheque to work, “Gue males in this and that question. I'm not a drug user and dealer, if I cooperate with the police, pity the police. Nothing they do,”

“Anjir lu Vin!” sumpat Brian, on his best friend who is reluctant to deal with the police.

Kevin shrugged his shoulders indifferently, before leaving, he vertical up his capuccino. “Lo who paid!” he told Brian and walked away.

Brian saw the departure of Kevin, he knew that his best friend was resilient, that's the rough term. Because often times saw Kevin bruised face, even entered the hospital, because it was stabbed by a knife in the abdomen when dueling with a famous sadistic motorcycle begal.

~~

Outside the cafe, before returning to the mole parking lot. The place he parked his bike.

Kevin pulled out his phone and called Khaira's number. Contact name (My Delfi)

Call connected but not picked up, second call still not picked up. He sighed, while looking at the screen of his phone, he looked at the clock on the screen of the phone monitor, the time has shown at 21:24 wib.

“Maybe he's sleeping at this hour?” he muttered, then opened the photo album on his phone.

Kevin saw a picture of Khaira sleeping, with several strands of hair covering her face. The photo sent by Mita while Khaira was staying at Mita's boarding house a few days ago.

Even until now, Kevin has never seen the real hair of his wife who he married by force. Because the girl always wears her hijab, even in the house.

Hemm. said (forced) why now it seems to be a word (welcome).

Kevin's willingness to marry Khaira, just wait for the time until everything that causes him to be trapped in the village of Rawa Dengklok becomes increasingly clear.

To make his feelings relieved, to tell Khaira that he wants to legally marry the girl in the eyes of state and religious law.

He regretted saying at the time that his marriage was just a formality. Because when the raid happened, Kevin was shocked and thought he still had Sonia. Although it can not be ascertained his heart has fallen in love or just appreciate a girl named Khaira.

But Kevin wants, Khaira gets his due. The right to be a woman who should be appreciated and respected. Not dirty, not hurt.

Farewell to Sonia, Kevin was not evasive, that he thanked her.

Because before Kevin wrapped the ring on the ring finger of the woman full of lies, Kevin had shown what the real nature of the woman named Sonia Saraswati.

Kevin took out a black ring box from his pants pocket, which he had taken from the jewelry store earlier this afternoon. Then open the lid, and see the ring he ordered specifically to propose to Sonia.

But now the plan is collapsing already. Kevin doesn't know what the ring should be? Should it be thrown away? Is it back on sale? It is impossible to pin her on Khaira's finger, as she considers Sonia and Khaira to be two distinctly different women.

Kevin looked up at the dark sky, as he usually does as if he were greeted by the brightest stars among the stars.

Then he looked back at his motorbike parked in the mole parking lot. His intention to buy goods for his DJ needs he undo. The store that sells music is closed.

~~

Khaira was pacing around in the living room, even trying to shift her mind as if it was useless. He called Abah and talked cheerfully. I contacted Asep, but still.

And also had contacted some friends in his village remained the same. Khaira can't take her mind off thinking about Kevin? Who's Kevin? What's that guy's job? What does Kevin do every night?

Would it be right for him to ask Kevin all that? Should she find out who the man she had been forced to marry was?

Why with the word (forced) as a fetter in his soul. Khaira sat on the sofa, then stood back up, he paced back and forth, not wanting to be silent even though his legs had felt sore.

“Do you think Khaira asked Kevin all that? You are not a real wife. As he told you when he was going to marry you for being forced. That he considers this marriage is just a formality.” murmured while biting the tip of his nails.

It felt like just a few days ago, Khaira said that she wanted to see Kevin from another, more positive, point of view.

Butwhy?

As if by seeing Kevin enter the room in one of the luxury apartments with welcomed by a beautiful woman, not only beautiful, but also sexy, very sexy clean white smooth, like lehor chicken. Unlike him who is just a yellow chicken kampung langsat, may also be somewhat tanned like a mature sapodilla skin.

Why just by looking at it, as if breaking his presumption of wanting to see Kevin was a good person!

It reminds Khaira of the incident when she first came to this house. As soon as the brother Kevin attacked suddenly.

Khaira was afraid, she felt uneasy. He feels uncomfortable, if one day Kevin will attack him again? If only he knew this city? If only he could live with Mita. If only he could find his own boarding house?

Why in this city he is like a man who has lost his way, does not know where to go. The goal is to avoid Uncle Bonar. Even stuck in a vortex of turmoil that he did not know how to end it?

Khaira groped his chest, was her nervousness caused by jealousy? Certainly not jealousy! He made sure there was no jealousy in his heart towards Kevin. Then why is he so upset. Wh why? If she doesn't feel like Kevin's real wife, why is she so upset.

Like she just saw her husband cheating?

Up to the middle room wall clock shows at 01:20 wib. Only then did Khaira feel sleepy, but she did not want to fall asleep immediately.

To get rid of his worry and anxiety, Khaira decided to pray first before going to bed. However, he should not feel anxious excessively.

“I can't worry like this, however I can't worry. God will show me the truth. Well, as Abah said, I must believe that the path God chose for me is the best way for me to move on.” Khaira muttered to herself, as if seeking strength to convince her that anything that worried her would only give birth to anxiety and suspicion that would not necessarily be a justification.

“Maybe Mas Kevin just met his friend in that luxury apartment?” Khaira sat back down, sluggish. “but why should the meeting be in an apartment, not in a restaurant, or a garden or an open space?” Khaira rubbed her face a bit rough.

He then moved from his seat, “Ayo Khaira do not think that kind of, positive aja. If you need to ask directly Mas Kevin so as not to arouse suspicion, but what if in no ngaku, especially if he thought I was following him?” Khaira shook her head strongly, “No... Arhh come on, what do I care? I'm just his fake wife!”

Khaira then walked towards the bathroom to ablaze.

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