Bloody Wedding!
Chapter 10 (Karma)

He who was tired decided to take a break for a moment, while doing body movement.

“One, two, three!” Kissky moved his hand left and right.

“Hei!” a familiar voice suddenly surprised him.

He looked at the source of the voice coming from behind him.

“What are you here for?” kissky asked Zanjiil who was on the bike.

“Of course to keep you!” answer Zanjiil.

“Not necessary, all the way there!” Kissky drove Zanjiil away from the place.

“I don't want to either, but because I asked for help, so I had to do it, anyways if you run away or get kidnapped by people I'm happy, because it means I'll be single again, hahaha!” when Zanjil's mouth was wide open, Kissky plucked the cantileted flower next to her, and put it in her husband's annoying mouth in his eyes.

Uhuk uhuk uekk!! Sontak Zanjiil spewed the flower.

“You think I'm a genie?”

“You're even worse than them!” peekot Kissky.

“Yes God, this model why worry anyway?” zanjiil Mumm.

“Nobody asked too times!”

“Then I stay, it's a waste I come here, remember! before 07:00 to get home, because we want to eat together.” after that, Zanjiil left Kissky alone.

Kissky saw the clock on his phone showing at 06:50.

“Let's be a minute then.” Kissky was afraid of being late on her first day so her daughter-in-law rushed to swing her bike pedal.

He who had won the Regency level bicycle race, easily caught up with Zanjiil who preceded him.

Suunggs...

“Wah! Gesit is also a monkey! I don't want to lose!” Zanjiil is full of ambition following Kissky who has been far ahead of him.

“Monkey! Wait!” Zanjiil called his wife a monkey.

Again you call me monkey! I'm giving you a lesson! his inner.

“Monkey! Slow down!” yell Zanjiil back.

Kissky who wanted revenge slowed down his pace, until Zanjil who was behind him managed to catch up.

“You're deaf ya!” pekik Zanjiel's.

“What did you say?!” Kissky who had a grudge fraternity, with full energy kicked the bike of the nosy man, until it fell into the asphalt.

Bruk!!!

“Eat the asphalt! You lizard-turned-jadiaan! Hahaha!!” Kissky left her husband.

“Kissky monkey! Watch out for you!” Zanjiil plans to make a vengeance on his wife.

“Hahaha... It is indeed delicious!” Kissky who giggled did not see the way well, as a result he also hit a road divider.

“Akh!!” Bruk! He bounced onto the sidewalk very fast.

“Mak... it hurts so much!” Kissky who was lying there grimaced in pain, he was unable to stand, because his legs sprained.

While Zanjiil who will pass where Kissky fell, saw the bicycle his wife was wearing lying down.

“Why did he park carelessly?” the curious one approached.

“Gosh!” he got off his bike, because he saw Kissky lying weakly with a face that was holding back pain.

Instead of helping his wife to sit down, Zanjiil who had been in front of the beautiful woman gave a mockery.

“You again?! Ahaha!! It's called karma, for harming your own husband! Good one?! It must have hurt a lot!”

“If you don't want to help, go there!” kissky said, the beautiful girl also tried to sit down.

It seems like he is in a lot of pain, pity too, ugly as well as his own wife, inner Zanjiil.

“Which part hurts?” Zanjiil asked as he crouched down in front of Kissky.

“No need, I'm fine.” Kissky, who does not want to owe Zanjiil, refuses his help.

“Not Ky prestige, besides if you come home in this situation, which is me who got angry.” explained Zanjiil, who did not want to get tantrums from both parents.

“That drop you yourself, why am I the one you blame? Zanjiil who felt he had done nothing to defend himself.

“Because you suck, I'm not focusing on my path.” Kissky said.

Basic woman, whatever her problems and affairs always feel right, it is better that I succumb, than to fight with her, surely at the very end she is the truest, inner Zanjil.

“Iya-iya, all my faults and sins, now say, which one hurts?”

Since Zanjiil had apologized, Kissky was heartened to accept it.

“Interested!” he pointed towards his ankle.

“Bloodlit?” Zanjiil checked his wife's leg.

“Iya.” sahut Kissky.

“Hold a minute ya.” Zanjiil, who has little experience in massage, begins to do first aid on Kissky's tiny legs.

Cretek!!

“Akh! Pain!!” Zanjiil easily allowed Kissky's sprained ankle.

“How? It's better, right?” Zanjiil wagging Kissky's leg.

“Yes, you were right too!” kissky said with a flat face.

“Jeez, instead of saying thank you or love smile has been helped!” Zanjiil shook his head, over the cold attitude of his wife.

“Thanks,” says Kissky.

“Ehm, you are unchanged from the first time we met, always arrogant and chatty, make lazy!” Zanjil stood up from his squat.

“Come quickly!” The zanjil pulled firmly on Kissky's hand, until the petite woman stood up.

“First off, I'll catch up,” Kissky intends to go home alone.

“Already, you come with me, besides your legs have not healed properly, which there will even hurt back.” Zanjiil clasped Kissky's hand to his bike.

Coincidentally, the bike he uses is a touring type that has a splashing. So it made it easier for him to bring Kissky home.

“Keep the bike I use how?”

“Otakmu very shallow anyway, I will have two hands.” said Zanjiil.

“Oh yes, you're right too.” then Kissky climbed into her husband's bicycle bonnet, next Zanjiil held the bicycle steering wheel that he pendered with his left hand while his right hand held Kissky's bicycle steering wheel.

“Ky.”

“Iya?”

“Help yes, later you fall, because a lot of police sleep in front, my hands can not catch you if you fall,” explained Zanjiil.

At once Kissky felt groggy, when Zanjiil said so, he who had never made physical contact with the opposite sex felt uneasy.

“I won't fall!” he said in a dim voice.

“Aduh, you are really hard to tell ya.” because Kissky refused, Zanjiil did not force.

Then the handsome and burly man sauntered his bike smoothly.

During the trip, the chatty Kissky is suddenly quiet

Tumben he has no comment, Inner Zanjil.

“Ky! You still turn it on?” zanjil said.

“You hope so much as a young widower?” kissky Sahut.

“It's not like that either, you're out there is no sound, I'm afraid if you fall or faint, can be bothered, have reached home, have to turn around looking for you again,” explained Zanjiil.

“Ih, so evil are you lizard!” kissky Umpat.

“Everything hugs Nyet! I have no intention of anything to know telling you to do that, and don't get me wrong too, later you think I have another heart on you.”

“True or not, I don't, don't care, because you're not my type!” The arrogant Kissky let out his scathing words.

“Don't start again! Later if I am angry, you regret!” Zanjiil gave his wife a warning.

...Seriate......