Getting Married Due to a Trap

Getting Married Due to a Trap
Bryan temptations.



Abah was watching his daughter sitting on a lap, a smile of happiness emanated from the look of Khaira's face that looked very beautiful beaming, graceful with wrapped in Javanese traditional wedding clothes.


However, Abah was very vague in seeing a man who was a companion to Khaira, who would later become a priest for his only daughter.


Abah rubbed his old blind to make sure that his vision was not completely problematic, but still. Abah saw the man who was accompanying his daughter on a vague guarantee.


Suddenly the strong wind ravaged the area that was prepared for invited guests, immediately turned silent, the weather that originally looked bright turned gloomy a little darker.


Concern roused to make Abah move from his seat and want to approach his daughter, he called Khaira who was still sitting on the lap, not even seen again the man who originally accompanied Khaira.


“Khaira Ningrum!” Abah exclaimed and immediately woke up from his sleep also moved to sit, netra Abah directly faced to his feet that were still covered with blankets.


“Astaghfirullah, only kembange wong turu. Thank goodness."


He realized that he had been dreaming about his daughter who was far away in the city. Abah rubbed his wrinkled face as time had eroded his youth. Anxious and restless over Abah's feelings about her daughter, whom she hadn't seen in nearly a month.


He then saw the clock showing at three o'clock in the morning on the wall of the room, Abah fluttering his blanket. He intended ablution to calm his agitated mind, nor did he want his dream to turn into misery for his son.


For Abah is as severe as any trial, Allah is the only place to ask for help and protection from all unwanted deeds.


Evening prayers were performed, so solemn that tears were shed on his wrinkled cheeks, that he wished the pleasure of the Most Merciful, the Most Compassionate.


Prayers are offered, voices are lowered. The old palms are broken.


“Bismillah, may Allah at every step of the daughter of the servant, so that whatever the daughter of the servant Khaira Ningrum does becomes a blessing, and whatever the daughter of the servant seeks


~~


Even in the morning, sunlight penetrates the cracks of mango leaves. Highlighting moist and mossy soil.


Abah sat in the back of the house, befriending a warm, steaming glass of tea. He stared at the catfish he kept.


The twisting leaves were blown as breeze this morning, equating with birds chirping. The morning atmosphere is still very beautiful. A month is different from the days before.


Where there will be fried bananas or fried cassava made by the princess just wayangnya to prop up the stomach in the morning. However, this past month has been quiet and silent that Abah feels. In order to avoid Bonar from Ningrum, then willingly not willing Abah told his son to leave the house.


Even after Ningrum left, Bonar still often asked about Ningrum when to go home. So Abah reluctantly will not hesitate to threaten Bonar using his machete to make Bonar deterred.


But the threat of Abah was not at all influenced by Bonar the leech. I don't know what's going on inside Bonar's brain, what's the leech's will and will? Could it be that just think of Ningrum like his daughter? Or is there a hidden intent?


Abah let out a long sigh, harmonizing his longing for his only daughter. Although every day Ningrum always calls, but still no one makes tea in the morning.


~~


Fried bananas served on Kevin's kitchen table. Just like when Khaira in the village, it will be busy in the kitchen when the morning comes. This habit began at the age of ten.


Khaira daydreams about the hot fried banana, remembering her single parent, "Did Abah make tea?"


Khaira felt pity if he imagined Abah who had to stay alone, even when Khaira said he wanted to return home, Abah always forbade, on the grounds that Uncle Bonar each often came home.


However, Abah had often threatened to slash Uncle Bonar's neck, but said Abah, Uncle Bonar did not feel fear at all.


"I have to what? Can't I stay locked up here forever? I miss selling chicken, I miss my hometown, I miss wanting to go to the rice fields looking for kiong for duck feed, I miss Asep." Khaira let out a long sigh aligning her gloom.


"What's the same Uncle Bengek? Why does he always disturb my life? Is it my fault with her? Is my mother's business none of my business? Why am I being chased around like I have a debt to that leech? I feel amused myself, considering Uncle Bengek? Why would an angel let someone like Uncle Bengek live." murmured Khaira softly, "the evil pastaghfirullah I swear it."


~~


Tonight it didn't work as usual. Kevin had been thinking all night, that he was going to get out of Erik's discotheque. He no longer wanted to deal with Erik or Clara.


Nor would he want to, if Erik questioned what had happened. Let Clara herself explain to her father.


Kevin was very disappointed, if not Clara must have reported the evil actions of the girl he had considered like his own sister to the police.


But whatever the power, he could not bear to imprison a woman, let alone Clara.


Thinking long about Erik and Clara, and having gotten a new job at Boleros discotheque, Kevin then walked out of the room. It smells really good from the kitchen. But Kevin felt a sensation of dryness in his throat. He felt he needed water to relieve his thirst.


Walking towards the kitchen, after reaching the kitchen, Kevin saw Khaira sitting on the dining table chair, seemingly unaware of her presence.


He took a glass from the kitchen cabinet, then poured water from the dispenser, then downed it to the toilet.


Kevin tilted his head to look at Khaira from the side, it seemed that Khaira was daydreaming and was not okay. He took the initiative to approach and kiss Khaira's cheek briefly.


Khaira was stunned, she held onto her cheek and saw Kevin was already next to her, "Mas Kevin?"


Kevin smiled slightly at Khaira, right what was his guess that Khaira was indeed daydreaming, "Morning?" he saw Khaira rubbing the cheek of his kiss.


"Mas Kevin why do you always surprise me? Is that really your advantage? After all night to disturb my sleep?" khaira said, remember it again. Kevin persuaded by saying he wanted to sleep together. Of course Khaira immediately locked the room door, but it was not easy to escape Kevin's interference, several times Kevin banged on the room door. Until almost midnight.


"Hehehe.." kekeh Kevin remembered his mess last night, "who asked you not to open the door of the room, even I can disturb your sleep until morning, but lucky you, because I don't have the heart," kevin said, he took the fried banana presented at the table.


Khaira screeched in wonder looking at Kevin with squeaking eyes, "Still holding on calling me me-you? No longer stiff tongue? Don't expect that after your call has changed, then I'll forget all your bad deeds to me, don't hope?"


Kevin mangosteen, while permeating the delicious taste of fried bananas that are being chewed, "Yes yes, it seems it will be difficult to make you melt,"


"Why didn't you go to work last night?" khaira asked curiously because Kevin did not go to work and disturbed his sleep.


"Gue's out" said Kevin casually.


Khaira was surprised, "Why can it be?"


"Yes, I work in dis-" Kevin stopped his sentence on the tip of his tongue saying the word 'discotech.


Khaira was astonished and increasingly curious as to what Kevin was doing. He wanted to know without asking.


"Why do you want to know my business?" sergeant Kevin finally saw Khaira who seemed very curious.


Khaira turned her back, she sat up straight again, "Yes, I just don't want Mas Kevin to bother me last night, because of Mas Kevin my head so shriveled because it can not sleep well,"


"So what's wrong with me, you guys cry as much as you want," said Kevin, diverting because khaira musabab can't sleep all night, not because he knocked on the door. Because Kevin had seen the wall clock at 22:00 wib, he no longer bothers Khaira.


Khaira fell silent with Kevin's eyes.


"What dream did you have last night? Until you cry kayak in gebukin?" asked Kevin again, he was curious and remembered the incident last night at 02:23 wib.




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