Young Wife Love Trap
Chapter 2: The Unwanted Event

Six months Adiva has been working in large companies as an office girl. Every day he goes through a routine job. If the holiday he used that time by making cakes with various flavors, selling his homemade cakes in traditional markets. 

"How much is the price, ma'am," asked the buyer. 

"Two thousand rupiah bu," replied Adiva. 

"May I try first" asked the buyer. 

"Please ma'am,"

Adiva allowed the buyer's mother to try the cake. The opening of the cake wrapper, and the cake made to amaze the mother. 

Never had she tasted a cake as good as Adiva. 

"Sir, I bought all the cake,"

Adiva was stunned to hear the word wholesale from the mother. Stuttering he replied, "yes ma'am, wait a minute I wrap all the cake".

Immediately he took the black swish pouch next to him. One by one, he put the cake into the bag of swipes while counting the number of cakes. 

"This is ma'am, everything is a hundred thousand" said Adiva, handing over a crackle bag containing a cake. 

The mother opened her wallet and took the red money with a nominal value of one hundred thousand rupiah. 

"This is mbak" said the mother,"does she also take cake orders?"

"Yes, but I only accept holidays, ma'am. Because I have to work too".

"Then I can ask for my phone number. Maybe if I have a thanksgiving can order a cake to mbak".

Adiva happily wrote down his mobile number and gave it to the mother. 

He really did not expect anyone would buy all the cake. Adiva rushed to clear his trading stall. 

"Are you going home, Mbak?" ask the merchant next door. 

"Yes sir, thank God my cake has been sold out. Excuse me for going home first".

"Be careful" the father warned. 

Adiva nodded with a smile that never escaped his lips. Her tiny foot stepped dead market, the second place she sought sustenance. 

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The day changed with the warm light of the sun. Dew. as well as fresh air further add to the spirit of the morning. 

"It was about to go to Adiva's work" asked the neighbor whose house Adiva passed. 

"Yes, mom".

Adiva did not say much with his broad steps rushing towards where he worked. His feet go down every street that is always crowded and crowded with various activities. 

At half-time in the morning Adiva arrived. Rushing he put his sling bag in the locker, took the canoebo and cleaner to clean the dirty table, although it still looks clean. He filled it with water and cooked it to a boil. 

"Hey, you please make me a black coffee" asked the man who was already standing there. 

"Okay sir, I'll make it soon" said Adiva. 

 Deftly his hand took a coffee sachet, glass and spoon. Open the coffee and pour it into the glass that he has prepared. The coffee is brewed with hot water that Adiva cooked earlier. 

He took the coffee without saying anything to Adiva. 

"It's cold" muttered Adiva. 

The more hours revolving the more busy also Adiva activities. From cleaning every room to serving every order of employees. The work today was quite tiring for Adiva. Until nine o'clock the work was just finished. 

"That's a great tape" said Adiva. 

His feet continued to tread slowly with the fatigue he felt. Suddenly Adiva blinked several times his eyes, trying to see clearly the figure of a man lying on the side of the road. 

He immediately ran to her. Trying to wake the man up. 

"Master, get up, sir," 

Several times Adiva woke him up, but the figure of the man did not budge in the least. Adiva opened his bag and took the mineral water he always carried. The splashes of water that soaked the man's face made him start to wake up. 

"Sir, is it okay? Why are you lying here" asked Adiva. 

"Please, my head hurts a lot" said the man. 

Adiva looked around, not a single person passing by. There is only him and the man. It was also impossible for him to leave the man there with the pain he was in. 

 Without a second thought and the impact of what will happen. Adiva took the man home. Trying to fill the man's body with his tiny body. It was unexpected that a pair of eyes saw Adiva enter a man into the house. It causes a variety of negative thoughts. 

"Sir, is there anyone you can call to pick you up here?" ask Adiva. 

"Please call my secretary" the man replied, giving Adiva his phone. 

Just now Adiva wants to reach the rectangular flat object. The sound of knocking on the door several times. Adiva opens the door immediately. His forehead shriveled to see some people coming to his house. 

"Sorry Adiva our nights are disturbing" RT said. 

"It's okay RT. If you can figure out why I came to my house so crowded?" tanya wonder Adiva. 

Not yet had the RT sir replied, the person next to him interjected, "just marry now RT sir, than later our village gets embarrassed because one of our citizens enter a man night-night".

"What do you mean? I brought the man in just to help him,"

"Don't alesan you Adiva. Just look at the man who has opened all the buttons of his shirt, surely you will commit adultery".

" Care your word!! I'm not who you think I am".

But Adiva's defense of him had no effect. To cause mutual clashes between Adiva and the citizens. 

"That's enough!! I'm going to marry him right now. Are you guys satisfied?"

Adiva who heard the sentence, immediately froze. In his heart he asked, 'Why should we get married? and I don't know who he is, and vice versa? I just want to help her'. 

Residents immediately took the ruler and married Adiva to the man. With witnessed Adiva residents officially become the wife of the man she helped. 

" Now you have become husband and wife and it would be nice, your marriage certificate will take care of immediately," said Mr. RT, "then we are all saying goodbye,"

Adiva did not answer he was confused by what had just happened to him. In an instant he held the status of wife. Just now his dream he strung together, should be extinct just because of his new status. 

"I'm sorry, I was forced to marry you to appease the citizens. For helping me they're thinking negatively about you".