Bloody Wedding!
Chapter 129 (Bye Esra)

With a heavy heart, Basuki injected poison into Esra's neck.

After Basuki did so, he was sitting limp next to his young wife.

“I'm sorry, dear.” Basuki rubbed the top of Esra's head whose face started to turn pale.

Before long, Esra's eyes suddenly widened, “Sick!!” he who is dying looks towards the person he believes to be his true love.

“What are you doing?” asked Esra in a loud voice.

Then Basuki turned to Esra who was lying next to him.

“Sorry, even this time I can't choose you, but I promise you, I will guarantee Joe's future.

Hearing the confessions of his loved ones, Esra also shed her tears.

“Hiks...How hard you are on me, I think you and I are just as sincere in this relationship.” Esra who still wanted to talk had to be blocked, because her neck felt suffocated, then white foam came out of her mouth.

Looking at Esra who was about to meet her death, Basuki sobbed, unable to resist her grief.

“I love you, but I prefer my family.” Basuki was so hurt, but because he did not want to be dumped by his family, he was forced to do it all.

At the end of his life Esra held Basuki's hand.

“I love you, for what it is.” until Esra finally breathes her last.

Just that time, Basuki took the lives of those closest to him. Instantly he felt how the families of the victims he killed felt.

Then Basuki carried Esra's lifeless body to his car, because according to his parents' orders he was obliged to bring Esra's body before them.

“I'm sorry dear, but I won't leave you after this, I will always pray for you every day.” Basuki, who had been in the car, drove his car to his residence.

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Joe who was in Liza's boarding house was very cheerful, because the lover cooked fried noodles for them both.

“It's ripe! Come baby!!” Excited Liza while putting the noodles that have been served on the table.

Joe who was sleeping in bed also rose up, then headed for a minimalist kitchen Liza.

“Wah! Looks good!” joe's saliva seemed to be dripping when he saw the results of his lover's cooking.

“May it taste according to your taste.” said Liza with a shy face mimic.

“I didn't think you were good at cooking,” Joe praised Liza's cleverness.

“Masa anyway? I'm even just starting to cook now,” said Liza.

“Really? Xixixixi..” Joe laughed amusedly.

“Already, nothing funny too, quickly spend your food dear,” said Liza.

“Anyone my darling!” before eating, Joe kisses Liza's cheek first.

After that, he sat on the chair in front of Liza.

“Um... it smells so good.” when her lover's homemade fried noodles go into her mouth. Joe suddenly felt like he wanted to explode.

Jesus, it's spicy, salty again, inner Joe.

Joe also saw the face of Liza, who seemed ordinary when swallowing her food.

“Why did you stop eating?” ask Liza curious.

“No. I thought you ate it a little” Joe said, because all this time he saw Liza always eating a little.

Liza who had forgotten her drama immediately gasped.

“I eat a lot because you are here, it feels like my appetite sticking out when I see your face, is that wrong?” Liza scolds her lover.

“No, did I say something that hurt your ears?” joe asked, because Liza's response was so exaggerated.

“Not really. Yes baby, spend your noodles!” peekot Liza's.

“Good.” Joe continued eating, though he was tormented in his tongue, throat and stomach. But all he held for the sake of keeping the feelings of the lover.

“Let's get married, I'll cook you a nice meal.” Liza begins to fantasize about becoming a sholeha wife for Joe in the future.

“Not necessary, because we will use the services of Art,” Joe explained.

Because if I eat like this every day it can kill me fast, Joe's mind.

“Because I don't want you to bother, I want your work to be just decorated, if I come home from work, your body must be fragrant.”

The request from Joe made Liza smile in embarrassment.

“Darling, I was lucky to meet you,” Liza said as she patted her husband on the back.

“I too,” says Joe.

At least, I know what my purpose is to live for, inner Joe.

Joe, who is happy with his lover, does not know if the mother, his only family, has returned to Rahmatullah.

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Kissky who saw Zanjiil pensively on the edge of the balcony felt uneasy.

“Jill!!” Kissky hugs husband from behind.

“You're here?” Zanjiil turned his body towards Kissky, then returned his wife's embrace.

“Do not be sad continue dong Jiil.” Kissky stroked the back of her grieving husband.

“No, I'm not sad about Ky.” Zanjiil knows, if his wife thinks about it.

“All there must be a way out, this is all God's destiny be patient, may mama and papa can make up again,” Kissky encourage her husband.

“Iya dear, thank you very much.” Zanjiil peeped at his wife's forehead.

“What we so moved Sunday Jill?” ask Kissky.

“Of course.”

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Pinkan who wants to return to his home, say goodbye first to his in-laws who are in the living room.

“Ma, pa... I want to go home, I will take you to the airport if you want to go home later,” said Pinkan.

“Do not go anywhere before Basuki comes, besides you are still husband and wife for what you split the house all!” Berli scolded his son-in-law who was as bitter as his son.

“But ma, this is not my home anymore,” explained Pinkan.

“Yes, this is not your house, nor is it Basuki's house, you all just hitchhiked here. But even so, you were prepared to stay, until Basuki said what decision?” berli.

”Your mama is right Pinkan, don't go anywhere, don't make us more dizzy with what you guys are doing!” because the father came to talk, Pinkan also more difficult to say his wishes.

“Good pa.” said Pinkan. For a while he decided to stay at home, because his two in-laws.

“Sit on.” Berli invited Pinkan to join them.

“Iya ma.” when Pinkan wants to sit down. Basuki came with a reddened eye condition.

“Precise selection.” Moses could immediately guess what his son was doing.

“Iya.” sahut Basuki with feeling weak.

Then the father of 2 children sat next to Pinkan. “Everything is done, there is nothing else to be in trouble,” said Basuki.

“You killed him?” ask Pinkan.

“Yes, because in the end, I have to go back to you.”

Instead of being happy, Pinkan actually did not like to hear the words of Basuki. Because he felt so pitiful.

Because her husband survived with her not because of love, but property and the throne.

Is this right? Why are we still together, if he and I aren't happy together, all this time I thought I was doing right, but now, he's killing Esra with a wounded heart, can he and I live a normal life? No. I don't want to be like this, Inner Pinkan.

“You see Pinkan. Mama's guess is right, she must have chosen you,” Berli said with a satisfied smile.

No, he chose a price, Inner Pinkan.

“Remember Basuki, never play with any woman again, because it will never work while you love what you have now.” Berli explained.

“Betul, do not add nestapa in your heart again, Basuki!” Moses warned his son.

...Seriate......