Getting Married Due to a Trap

Sandwich home made

"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.

Kevin's question made Khaira remember her dream last night. His dream as a child that yearns so much for the warm embrace of a mother.

**flashback on**

A dream that is just a dream.

“Mother,”

Purwasih carrying a large black bag, the 29-year-old woman looked at her daughter who was leaning on the door frame of the house nuanced Java.

Her little daughter was crying sobbing, her tears illustrating that this little girl was very sad, not wanting her mother to leave.

“Mother,” Little Khaira cried, her tears could not be lifted from her small eyelids.

“Im sorry Ibu Khaira.” said Purwasih on the sidelines of his cries. He turned his back to his daughter who was crying and calling her name.

“Mother don't go!” Little Khaira shouted to her mother, then ran to the little Purwasih Mother who had turned her back.

The situation is so bleak it looks scary.

“Mother!” this time Khaira woke up from her sleep crying as she pleased. He saw himself still on the bed of the room that had been one month in his place.

In his silence for the last fifteen years it is inevitable that he misses the figure of Mother. Although sometimes the hatred covers the longing that is growing.

Khaira bent her knees and hugged herself, hoping for strength. His cry broke out, becoming the middle of nowhere in his soul cavity that had long endured this pain. Her tears could no longer be broken.

A glimpse of the memory of his childhood, which was spoiled by the Mother, recalls.

But his effective attitude to the woman he called Mother, turned into grief, until he was imprinted for fifteen years, his feelings raged against the prey. Where did his mother go? Have you ever thought about seeing your child who is now almost 22 years old? Mothers...

Her dream is really like real, even though fifteen years ago Mother Purwasih left home, little Khaira was playing with her childhood friend. When he came home playing with a blepotan face, his hair was scattered. Little Khaira did not see her mother at dusk, precisely on Thursday at five in the afternoon.

Little Khaira could only cry roaring moans in the arms of the father holding a piece of paper.

**flashback off**

Khaira daydreamed, staring at the kitchen window that leads to a small garden behind the house.

Seeing him have such a sad face, made Kevin feel pity. There must be something disturbing the thought of the girl in front of him, her hand outstretched holding Khaira's hand under the table, "Now there is me, tell me?"

Khaira flinched from her daydream feeling her hand get a warm touch, she turned towards Kevin. Then he pulled his hand from the hand of the man beside him. The man who had either intentionally or unintentionally changed to be a little softer was not as arrogant as before.

There is a sense of disappointment for Khaira's cold attitude, but that does not mean Kevin also blames the girl sitting in front of him,“I'm sorry,” his words meanly, with a deep bead Khaira black eyes.

Khaira fell silent with Kevin's eyes, then turned back his attention, he looked at the window he saw the sunlight that illuminated the small garden behind the house, a garden that was only about two or three meters in diameter.

Khaira tries not to always blame Kevin completely. That Kevin's actions yesterday were not without basis, because it was possible that the man beside him just wanted to get his rights as a husband.

But Khaira also does not want the relationship, the relationship with the person she does not love. A relationship of intimacy that is not based on love. But only desire and lust.

Trauma to a marriage relationship, making it fortify themselves so that it is not easy to get caught in the gap of separation. Khaira is also waiting for good news from Abah, if Abah informs him that Bonar is no longer looking for him, Khaira wants to go home and forget all the events in the city.

Kevin was still patient, waiting for Khaira's answer. It is possible that Khaira is considering her departure from this house. He still wished the girl beside him to undo the intention to leave.

The long time Khaira was silent and ignored Kevin, now he shifted his gaze from the beginning to look at the window now staring at Kevin carefully. Looking for the genealogy of the word honesty (sorry) from the look in Kevin's eyes.

Khaira shook her head,

“We are both stuck in this situation. We must be sincere, that God's plan must be more gallant, than what we think,”

Kevin heard it quite happy, “Is that a sign that you will stay here?”

The smile on his lips instantly disappeared, Kevin's face turned flat, tucked in a sense of disappointment.

“Alright! If it's lo, I won't force lo again.” Kevin was back in a straight sitting position, he was no longer facing Khaira.

There was no regret in Khaira's heart, she had thought about it carefully. That if his departure from Kevin's house is the best way.

“Today I am off work, so before I leave, I will clean up this house. In order to repay Mas Kevin's kindness for allowing me to stay.” Khaira said, he looked at Kevin from the side.

"That's not necessary, you're not my maid!" Kevin stopped his eating activity, his jaw stiffened. Put a warm tea glass on the table loud enough to cause a clanking sound.

Roughly enough, Kevin stood up and automatically the chair he was sitting on also shifted back, causing a loud noise between the chair legs and the cream-colored floor.

Khaira looked at Kevin like he was holding back his anger, "Why are you angry Mas? Isn't this our agreement from the beginning that you and I are free?"

Looking towards Khaira with a sharp eye, Kevin said in a stern tone, “Do what makes you happy!”

After saying that, Kevin then left Khaira who was stunned to look at him. He went to his room and the door of his innocent room became a victim of his emotional outburst. BRACKET...

He took a cell phone lying on the bed, and followed by he who laid himself in bed with a Manchester united bed motif. His appetite instantly disappeared, opening the application of green color. He saw the message Mita sent from Khaira's number a few weeks ago.

He saw a picture of Khaira who was still asleep. Then read the caption below the photo of Khaira.

(Lo married Khaira because of formality or you just want to be free from the whip it's up to you. But one thing you should know, Khaira is traumatized about marriage. Due to the broken home that has no clarity on why his mother left Khaira and Abah, I ask, although your marriage and Khaira is just a misunderstanding, but please take care of him. I'm saying this not just because I'm Khaira's cousin, but because I care about Khaira. I hope you understand what I mean, 'Mita)

Huh... Kevin took a deep breath, it felt very heavy. Either love? or responsibility? Or it could be guilt. He still can not be sure, because trapped in the complicated marriage problems and the heartache that betrayed Sonia is still not entirely normal.

If it wasn't for that this would never have happened. If only he could return Clara's feelings, surely the girl would not have made this slick plan.

And if it wasn't for Clara's obsession based in the name of blind love, maybe Kevin would never have met and married Khaira by force.

Hope to meet Khaira in another way, a better way. And marrying Khaira in a good way too. However, all of that was only in his wishful thinking.

In fact, now, Khaira insists on leaving this house, maybe even further away from his life.

"What's my day?" Kevin closed his eyes deeply, then turned on the song from a small MP player sound system that was on the table.

There was some music from the band Letto. *To the heart of it*

🎶

*Hardly your heart*

*I can't*

*I don't want to ask for it*

*How come I keep trying*

*But I feel helpless*...

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Khaira sat on the dining table chair, staring at the fried banana bite marks Kevin.

A long sigh was a sign that he was uncomfortable, he wanted to leave this house. Kevin's shadow enters the apartment a beautiful woman always looms over him.

"My mother's shadow left Abah traumatized. I'm afraid I'll be left like Abah." he murmured softly.

Khaira realizes that she could be an obstacle to Kevin's true soul mate. He looked at the whole kitchen room.

“I have to wash clothes and clean, mumpung today I am off.” Khaira moved, then cleaned the dishes on the dining table.

Seriate