Getting Married Due to a Trap
Campus warehouse.
All the rooms are clean, there is one that is not. That is Kevin's room, this time Khaira ventured to knock on the arrogant man's room. The door of the room came with a voice calling to Kevin. “Mas Kevin,”
“Log in!”
Khaira heard Kevin saying from inside the room, so she could be sure the man was not sleeping.
Opening the door to Kevin's room very carefully, the door was opened wide for a long time, a glimpse of the memory of Kevin's actions two nights ago that occurred in this room again remembered, and, but soon Khaira realized that she did not need to be afraid of Kevin anymore.
Khaira does not want to always be narrow-minded which will only make him think more negative. So as long as the mind is always positive there is nothing to be afraid of Kevin, "so is Kevin my husband!" mumbled wailing.
TING! Like a reminder alarm in his mind, "lho, since when did you realize that handsome man is my husband? My brain needs to be sled!" mind says.
After opening the door wide, Khaira was startled by the sight of torn bread standing in front of the cupboard.
"Wow, onde mande looks handsome also my husband, burly and mighty." seloroh Khaira in his heart saw the shape of Kevin ma the co aka Maco! As soon as Khaira shook her head and made herself aware, "If this is the way, would I be willing to leave that handsome man? Oh come on Khaira! Why is your heart wobbly?"
Kevin was still standing in front of the closet whose door was wide open to pick up the t-shirt from the closet. He turned around to look at Khaira who was still haunted in the doorway, “Oi, Why not enter?”
TING! Alarm reminder in mind to not fall asleep to Kevin made Khaira aware.
“Ehem.” Khaira cleared her throat, to neutralize her nervousness at seeing Kevin who was bare-chested, she immediately gawked into the room without seeing Kevin.
Kevin observed Khaira who was carrying a broom and pengki, apparently Khaira was still wearing an instant hijab of navy color, "Why are you still wearing a hijab? After what I saw last night?"
"Emmm.. Because I'm not used to taking my hijab off. Why isn't Kevin wearing clothes?" he answered without seeing Kevin who had not yet put on his clothes, Khaira began to sweep the floor.
Kevin observed the path of Khaira who did not see him at all, “Hey look at me Miss, are you afraid of being tempted by me? Didn't you ever see me bare-chested, baby, remember you when we were in the tavern?" selorohnya while pointing at his chest which sis the pek aka sispek.
"Have not worn his shirt yet?" khaira said she didn't see Kevin at all.
Kevin smelled his smile, slowly becoming a small bite at the end of his lips. Kevin deliberately did not wear clothes and walked over to Khaira. Then in his embrace the wife who is hardened, from behind to make the owner jerked.
“Mas Kevin!” khaira shouted in rebellion, closing her eyes.
Kevin doesn't heed Khaira's warning, he's getting crazier. And sniff Khaira's neck covered in hijab. Once a hand was struck, Kevin managed to turn Khaira's body to face him,“You are too beautiful to ignore Delf.”
There was an amused sensation in his neck and ear area that got a friendly whisper from Kevin. Khaira reflexively opened her eyes and saw Kevin's face so close. Hepp.. His breathing seemed to stop, "I'm having trouble breathing, Kevin!"
"Times?" Kevin brought his face closer to Khaira's.
Instead of rebelling but no result, Khaira just silently stared while closing her eyes, while preparing a plan to bring out her silat style. Stamped Kevin's foot, then turned around to launch his action kicking wild birds on the sidelines of Kevin's thigh.
Kevin can easily read the movements of the silat style that Khaira showed. He was about to pull Khaira's arm, but his hand went off, not the hand of Khaira he got but the hijab that Khaira was wearing.
Instantly Kevin saw Khaira twisting his body and was smeared with dark hair Khaira who was released from the clasp of hair. Kevin was amazed to see the natural beauty that was in front of him, "Wow amazing!" he was amazed to see that Khaira was dancing ballerinas.
Khaira soon realizes that she is no longer wearing her hijab, as she sees her hijab being held by Kevin, "Mas Kevin!" his exasperation rounded his eyes to look at the dumbstruck Kevin.
Kevin was stunned, he looked at Khaira with a smile. “Cantics.”
Khaira immediately picked up the blanket on Kevin's bed to cover his hair that was stretched along his hips.
“Mas Kevin!” her hardened eyes opened at the man standing a meter away looking at her with a bright smile.
"Well, am I here, baby?" he said, the next second he realized that the Khaira hijab was in his grasp, Kevin shuddered his shoulder, “I accidentally pulled your hijab,”
Kevin put on a horse's grin, “Hehe if you want to take it yourself,” He raised his hand up like a flagpole waving a Khaira hijab.
Khaira made head bobbles with Kevin's attitude, he looked up more precisely the hand of Kevin who uphold his hijab.
“Mas Kevin!” kali Khaira shouted a bit loudly.
But it doesn't work for Kevin, whether the girl screams or not. Because he's basically used to loud noises.
“If you want hijab lo back, then take it, there must be an effort to reach it, anyways why you still wear hijab, pan I've seen lo hair earlier, obviously again hehehe.. ” said Kevin saw the face of Khaira who already looked very upset.
Khaira snorted in annoyance, she looked at Kevin sharply.
“If Kevin wants to take it, then take it. I still have a lot of hijab!” he said, then chose to go from Kevin's room with a thick blanket he wore to cover his hair.
Kevin saw Khaira coming out of his room, he sighed, “Basic head of stone!” muttered.
Seen by the navy-colored instant hijab in his hand, Kevin smiled and then smelled the hijab that smelled of Jasmine greena perfume. “The smell, it is typical of Javanese.”
He then put Khaira hijab on the table, then put on his clothes and sit back to see the level of sales of his workshop products.
Not long after, Khaira had returned to Kevin's room. Of course, to clean the room from the host. He felt before he actually left this house. Kevin's house is clean, to return the favor. Because Kevin was kind enough to let him stay.
Several times Kevin glanced at Khiara who came to his room without making a sound. And now see the girl who has changed the brown hijab is sweeping the floor of the room.“You angry?” tanyakanya.
Without looking at Kevin, Khaira answered Kevin's question with another answer, “Call me'elo. If you're not used to me, you!”
“What do you get angry?” ask Kevin again, to make sure that Khaira does look moping.
This time Khaira heeded the words of the man sitting facing the laptop, “Why be angry?”
Kevin turned his attention to the laptop, now looking at Khaira, Kevin smiled meaningfully,“I'm happy if you're angry, because your face looks sweet,”
Khaira doubted Kevin's words, she flicked her lips, "Moso anyway?"
Kevin just shrugged his shoulders indifferently, then asked a question,“You've seen a disc jockey play the Controller Pioneer DJ tool?”
“Iya once,” he replied, Khaira then swept back the dust on the floor of Kevin's room.
Kevin was quite surprised to hear Khaira's answer, “Hah where?”
“On YouTube,” replied Khaira briefly without staring at her interlocutor.
“Oh... I guess you've seen the originals at nightlife venues? What is your favorite type of music?” said Kevin still kept watching Khaira sweep his room. He took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly, deep in heart, Kevin monologued, “Hemm. But baby, his heart and head are as hard as a rock.”
But then came the stigma in Kevin's mind when he remembered the rock, he still said in his heart while observing Khaira who was sweeping the floor. "And the rock is also long eroded by the waves? It could be that his heart will slowly melt, is why my heart is like this? What confidence do I have to convince Khaira? Khaira is traumatized about marriage? Should I eliminate the trauma first, then can make Khaira's heart melt."
Khaira could see from the tail of her eyes that Kevin was watching her, "Why did Kevin see me that way?" he said firmly without seeing Kevin.
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