Getting Married Due to a Trap

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05:40

Regret is meaningless, without the desire to improve.

Kevin was sitting in the park not far from his home complex. Occasionally he looked down and occasionally he put his face up to the vastness of the copper-colored blue sky investing with a tinge of golden yellow.

The free bird flew to and fro, flapping its little wings. Without fear of the constrained air pressure up there.

He is not alone sitting in this small park, Kevin saw there are some people who deliberately go out for sports or just enjoy the atmosphere in the morning, before moving on to work.

Kevin rests his back on the back of a bench extending the park. Sometimes he brushes his hair, regretting it for free. Not thinking long enough to go back to doing that to Khaira, might that girl hate her now?

Instead of fixing things, he was getting stuck and now even embarrassed to go home. Ashamed to meet Khaira, embarrassed to the point that Kevin wants to hide his face into his Hoodie pocket.

Kevin lowered his head. Trying to restore the courage to face the girl, why not as brave when he is faced directly with thugs or cruel provisions. Why is it as if women are much scarier when angry and outranked than begal.

“Vin!” a teary-eyed Father spreads Kevin's daydreams.

Kevin immediately raised his face and saw a middle-aged man standing before him a meter away. The middle-aged man was a friend of his Papa who worked in the office of the Ministry of religion, “Om Vishnu?”

The middle-aged man named Vishnu smiled at the son of his old friend who had not seen Kevin's parents for a long time. “Om can sit here?” Mr. Vishnu pointed at the empty bench next to Kevin.

“Please Om Vishnu,” Kevin slightly shifted to the left side.

This 54-year-old man then sat next to Kevin, “How are you Vin, Om think it's been a long time not meeting you,”

Kevin forced to smile, although his heart was reluctant to do that, “Good Om, Om Vishnu himself how, healthy Om?”

“As you see now Vin, Om's road has been added one more foot,” Pak Vishnu shows the wooden stick he holds.

Kevin mangosteen, he briefly saw a dark brown stick shown by his old papa friend, “What now Om Vishnu still working in the ministry of religion?”

Mr. Vishnu smiled, he circulated his gaze looking at the fir tree not far from him, “Two years ago, my high blood was very high, and caused me to have a stroke, that's where I was tested, <TAG1>, must relinquish my responsibilities in the office,”

Kevin was surprised, whether it had been a year, two years, or even after he mourned the departure of the late Mama and Kirana he closed himself, he closed himself off, and do not meet or greet with people who used to be close to both parents.

“Then now is Om Vishnu back to health?”kevin asked to look at a face that was full of wrinkles not only wrinkles, but also the left lip of Mr. Vishnu looks tilted.

Mr. Vishnu patted Kevin on the shoulder, “How do you feel pain? If you feel pain means I'm back to health,”

Kevin did not want to pretend to grimace as if feeling pain got a pat on his shoulder from the hand of Mr. Vishnu. He does not want to lie just to make others happy. Kevin shook his head, and developed his smile, “It seems like Om Vishnu has a lot of rest and chemotherapy, maybe so Om Vishnu can recover soon,”

Mr. Vishnu is not at all offended by the words of the child from his old fast. Kevin's honesty has been ingrained from the time he knew the Basuki family 25 years ago.

“You are still clinging to your honesty Vin, you are not happy someone with a lie, why you do not want to work in the KPK office, Vin, I am sure your honesty can catch the bandits corruption in this country,” said Mr. Vishnu, if the right job for honest people like Kevin.

Kevin smiled his smile, “I just feel not suitable with the job Om Vishnu, the job is too clean for me. I am afraid, angels will not have work to do to write the mistakes and sins of corrupt people, because it has preceded me,”

Mr. Vishnu laughed crisply, as if there is no burden that concerns his disease now, “Hahaha.. You are indeed humorous like Basuki your Papa, Kevin,”.

Kevin laughs a little, “Hahaha. I'm happy to have made you laugh Om Vishnu,”.

Mr. Vishnu spread his gaze to look at the flowers in the garden and looked back at Kevin, “How is your Papa, Vin?”

“What's still in Singapore?” ask Mr. Vishnu.

Kevin nodded briefly.

Mr. Vishnu caught the sadness that was implied from the face of Kevin who was reluctant to look at him. It is possible that after the departure of Susiana and Kirana, and Andi who is married and has a life of her own, Basuki who chose to live in another country makes Kevin feel lonely.

“You remember Wanda?” ask Mr. Vishnu to Kevin to melt the sad atmosphere that suddenly seemed to come to the conversation between himself and the young man sitting next to him.

Kevin looked at Mr. Vishnu, his forehead wrinkled, “Wanda Silviana, the centile?”

Not only among the parents who are friends, Kevin is also friends with the children of Mr. Vishnu, and one of the youngest children of Mr. Vishnu who is more familiar he calls the centil, because in the past. He knew Wanda, who was four years younger than him, was a very small girl.

Mr. Vishnu chuckled, it turns out Kevin is still the same. Still calling her youngest child like she used to, “Iya, Wanda now works as a Stewardess,”

Kevin mangosteen, “I think Wanda is suitable as a flight attendant, because she has a high level of confidence and the way she talks is flexible,”

Mr. Vishnu looked at Kevin from the side, he observed this young man, “Do you want to meet Wanda? He'll be home in about a month?”

Kevin immediately turned his eyes from staring at the flowers in the park, now turned to look at Mr. Vishnu, “If there is time and given the opportunity for it. Then there is no reason for me to hesitate to meet my old friend Om,”

Mr. Vishnu smiled knot, “Wanda also did not have a view of any man. Wanda was quite close to me, so Wanda also told me, that she was waiting to meet back with her childhood friend, because Wanda save the taste,”

Kevin was quite surprised, there was also a sense of small. It turns out that it is not just happening in the world of modeling, “True? I am waiting for the good day. Hope Wanda can meet back with her childhood friend,”

Mr. Vishnu smiled meaningfully, and prayed in his heart. I hope it happens. “How about yourself, Vin? Do you have any plans to marry who?”

For a moment Kevin looked down, he looked back at the flowers blooming in the garden. “I'm just trying to make things right, Om Vishnu,” he caught a glimpse of a middle-aged man staring at him, “and I hope the circumstances I'm going through won't get any more complicated,”

Mr. Vishnu's eyes glazed over, he assumed the circumstances that Kevin experienced, is a situation where the young man went through his life which is very difficult. Being left behind by all family members is a very painful thing.

“Sometimes the heart sees what the eye does not see, Kevin.” said Mr. Vishnu.

Kevin raised his face to look at the vast expanse of the sky, the bright sun seems to have begun to warm the earth that is still frozen in the cold of the night.

“Om Vishnu was always wise in meaning life,” he shifted his gaze, now looking at the middle-aged man beside him, “I still remember the words of the wise Om Vishnu first. (Patience is endless, gratitude is endless. There is no happiness that comes continuously, and vice versa. Keep moving, don't back off. As bitter as life, if by faith. Face it, God will help you). Those words, Om Vishnu said at a time when I was mourning the calamity that happened to the late Mama and Kirana.”

Mr. Vishnu smiled knot, he again patted Kevin on the shoulder, “ behind the pain of the test, there is wisdom embedded. Behind his wounds, there is a God who knows better. Pray that the heart is always strengthened, pray to be more sincere in accepting all the tests.”

After saying that, Mr. Vishnu also stood with difficulty, because he was no longer as normal as before.

Seeing his old friend who was struggling to stand up, Kevin immediately stood up and helped Mr. Vishnu.

“Let me take between Om,”ujar Kevin volunteered to help deliver Mr. Wisnu home, because indeed his house with Mr. Vishnu's house is only different housing complex.

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