Getting Married Due to a Trap

Phone from mom.

Khaira had already opened her eyes and stared intently at Kevin, not just staring. But Khaira also brushed off Kevin's hand that would touch her.

“Do not touch me!” sergeant Khaira sat down.

Kevin was dumbfounded, he was glued in silence. Looking at the empty sofa in front of him that was originally a backrest for Khaira to sleep on, then turning her gaze to look at Khaira who had been sitting with eyes that seemed to be drawing out her heart.

A flash of memory in Khaira's head as Kevin entered the luxurious apartment room that had been greeted by a beautiful woman, made him feel careless. He threw away his gaze from the beginning staring at Kevin now laughing his gaze at the cherry blossom painting on the middle room wall.

Khaira intends to move from her seat, but before actually standing up. Kevin's hand held him first. Makes Khaira sit back. Highlight his eyes immediately looked at the hand of Kevin that was clinging to his wrist.

Kevin saw the unusual look in Khaira's eyes, as if he had been despised in the girl's eyes. It was like there was hatred there. But Kevin seemed to have no courage to ask, what makes the girl look hate him.

Khaira pulled her hand from Kevin's hand and didn't make Kevin just take it off. Khaira seemed to be restrained from standing up. He saw from the tail of his eyes that Kevin was looking at him sharply, Khaira turned her eyes and sat down with Kevin.

“What's my fault in your eyes this time?” kevin asked with Khaira's black bead.

Khaira confirmed her jaw, she threw her gaze at the bone-white wall. He refused to answer Kevin's question.

“Delf!” kevin said that he called Khaira Delf, his favorite chocolate Delfi.

“My name is Khaira! Not Delf, not Angel, or the names of beautiful women you frequent every night!” hardik Khaira was firm, without looking at Kevin.

Khaira's strong words make Kevin amazed, what Khaira really wants to say. Did the girl suspect him for always going home late at night.

Kevin is not ready to explain his work to Khaira, he has not confidently admitted, that the work he is doing is closely related to the night world. He let go of his grasp, and saw Khaira standing up for a moment.

Khaira shook her head, even waiting for Kevin to come home to ask why Kevin could be in the apartment as if he had done so. And Kevin's words about marriage that are just a formality continue to ring in his head.

“Khaira!”call Kevin as Khaira stands.

Not answering Kevin's call, Khaira remained silent.

“Ra, I'm sorry if I have been rude, or much wrong with you,” said Kevin sincerely apologized. That if his sincere apology is acceptable to Khaira.

Without seeing Kevin, or just turning his face, Khaira replied very straightforwardly, “I'll be out of this house right away, so Kevin doesn't have to apologize!”

Kevin looked at Khaira from behind, he felt that Khaira was indeed very different at the moment. Although not the first time Khaira said will leave this house.

But Kevin assumed that Khaira was reluctant to look at him, as if he was despicable to look at his wife,“If indeed you do not feel at home living in this house, he said, let me find you a cost-kosan if you are safe,”

“That's not necessary!” sergeant Khaira as he turned his body to face Kevin, he met a look with a man's bead in front of him that clearly showed a shady look.

There was a flash of anger in Khaira's eyes indeed explaining that something was being hidden. Yes Kevin saw it like that, he tried to hold Khaira's hand, but was soon pushed aside by the girl who was currently wearing a maroon hijab.

“Lo why Ra! Not usually like this?” kevin asked softly, when spelled out as soft as silk. Khaira was indeed cold and indifferent to him, but not this way, that was what distinguished Khaira's attitude from the beginning of knowing him.

“Mas Kevin said our wedding was just a formality, so now also my talaq, he said, so Mas Kevin will be free to bring any woman to this house without having Mas Kevin pretend to go to work just to meet beautiful women out there!” khaira lugas.

“Khaira!” Kevin was furious at what Khaira said. He held Khaira's arms to face her. “Gue is sorry to have said that, I just haven't been able to confirm our sudden marriage back then, I'm still in shock, but at the moment I'm really sorry. And I say our marriage is the truth, not just a formality,”

“You are free to say anything Kevin! And whatever your reasons are right now, so just let go of me!” sentak Khaira tried to release Kevin's hand on his arm.

“Now!” hardik Kevin, he did not want to just release the bright stars in his grasp.

“Gue your husband, I even have the right to demand the right of yourself to serve me as a wife completely!”kevin says, Resenting his stubborn attitude towards Khaira, Kevin draws Khaira to follow in his footsteps.

Khaira was stunned, as Kevin forcefully pulled her towards the room. Instantly the shadow of fear and anxiety ruled his heart.

“Mas Kevin released me Mas!” khaira shouted as she beat the back of Kevin's hand which gripped his hand.

Kevin was unmoved, by all means Khaira rebelled. He forced Khaira into his room.

But this time Kevin heeded Khaira's screams, but Kevin forcefully threw Khaira into bed. Then followed Khaira and now above Khaira who still continue to rebel.

“Mas Kevin! What are you doing, Mommy! You must be drunk!” Khaira beat Kevin in the chest, but as quickly as possible this fierce-looking man actually forced both his hands and locked them to the top of his head.

"Mas Kevin, let me go? What right have you to do this to me?" khaira exclaimed with fear.

Not a single bit of Kevin voiced out, he was very upset at the request of Khaira who said to stick to the talaq and heard Khaira's accusations that clearly hurt his pride. That Kevin has been keeping from touching any woman except the woman he has married. It was better that he forcibly snatched away Khaira's crown than that the girl kept avoiding him.

“Mas Kevin please let go of me Mas, I beg you!” Khaira thrashed, as Kevin forcibly pulled his hijab.

"Lo still asks what is my right? I'm your husband, I'm your husband Khaira!" kevin said with a clench of his teeth.

Kevin took off the hijab that Khaira was wearing forcibly and threw it in any direction, and it was only this time that he saw his wife's jet-black hair. The hair he only saw in the photo that Mita sent. It's pretty! thought. He has no power to love Khaira. Kevin has long held back his passion for his entire life, even if he doesn't care about the women in the nightlife. Nor did he ever intend to touch Sonia before marriage. No matter how sorry Khaira is, Kevin doesn't care. He kissed his neck, turned to his cheeks and now he brought his lips closer to Khaira's lips, feeling so sweet that Kevin tasted.

Khaira still continues to reject Kevin, even though Kevin is now fondling him, kissing his neck, cheeks, even now turning to the lips. His blood rippled, he felt something wet down there, this was the first time Khaira was like this. Kevin continued to shower him with stimulation at his weak point.

Khaira did not know what this meant, but there was a cold hot sensation all over her body. Khaira felt her heartbeat pounding.

Kevin just kept kissing Khaira's neck, not just that. He continued to descend and lean on the twin mounds still clad in pajamas. The Khaira pajama button.

Khaira closed her eyes, a tear soaked her temple, she no longer rebelled. Because it feels rebellious as if it were free. Khaira is silent a thousand languages, he is no longer against Kevin's hand checks.

“Am I this low in your eyes? You better kill me Kevin, than treat me like a cheap woman!” khaira said softly and trembled, holding back tears.

Hearing Khaira's moans, made Kevin soften. He stopped peppering with Khaira, he looked at Khaira who was crying but not making a sound, he saw the empty eyes of Khaira staring at the ceiling.

Kevin pulled himself up, stood by the side of the bed, looking at Khaira who was completely silent or motionless. Two buttons of Khaira's pajama shirt have been opened, featuring a black bra strap.

Khaira's gaze was still the same, the girl was staring at the ceiling and her gaze was like a blank stare. But Kevin has asserted in himself, not wanting to regret this action. Khaira is his wife.

And his intention to say sorry is now gone. Kevin darkened his eyes, hearing all the accusations and talaqs that Khaira had uttered. Kevin just left his room, and slammed the door hard enough.

After Kevin's departure, Khaira lay on her side and bent her knees, her right hand squeezing her open pajamas. He cried out, but still with a stifled cry.

Is it so low in Kevin's eyes? Or is that man always doing as he pleases just to satisfy his desires!

Khaira moved, grievous about the pain she received from Kevin's treatment. Crying as if he could not obscure the man's actions, he got out of bed and walked out of Kevin's room.

He continued walking while crying as he pleased, his body felt lunglai. Busy the bathroom door, then go inside and turn on the shower. Even cold water seemed unable to cool his hot heart, cold water at dawn was not able to heal the air.

Almost his innocence was forcibly taken by Kevin who acted like a possessed person.

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