Bloody Wedding!
Chapter 2 (Zanjiil Rabbani)

“Hoamm!!” Zanjiil who just woke up from his sleep yawned widely, with a face that had not been washed and hair that was still tangled, he immediately joined his family for breakfast.

Where at the dining table consists of Basuki, Pinkan (mama Zanjil) and her youngest sister Alula, who is still in the 1st grade Junior High.

“Ih... bang Zanjiil habit deh, have not washed your face and toothbrush already directly breakfast.” Alula meredek Zanjil who always acts dirty.

“Iya Jiil, do not get used to loh,” said Pinkan.

“Ahh... just want to eat should be complicated,” said Zanjiil with a wry face.

“Ih, no shame! In the case next week already want to marry,” said ketus Alula.

“Heh, what are you talking about, who wants to marry?!” Zanjiil who does not know, he will be betrothed and even glared at his sister.

“You're bang! Masa Lula.” Alula said.

“Basic crazy child yes.” said Zanjiil by rolling lazy eye.

“That said Lula was right Jiil, next week you will be married,” Basuki said.

Zanjil vomited the milk he had just drank.

Uhuk uhuk..

“Pelan-pelan dong.” Pinkan patted his son's shoulder.

After feeling better, Zanjiil made clear his father's words.

“Pa! Papa's joking, right? Zanjiil just graduated from Junior High, how is the story about getting married? Zanjiil is still young pa, who should still play with friends, later even so bothered to take care of wife and child, Zanjiil does not want pa.” Zanjiil strongly rejected his father's wishes.

“This is why papa decided, besides your mama has also agreed, what else is your grandmother in the village, she is urging your marriage to be carried out immediately.” Basuki said casually.

“Ma.” Zanjiil turned towards Pinkan, as if asking for a defense.

But Pinkan nodded his head, Zanjiil did not know who else to complain to, because all the families supported his marriage.

Then Zanjiil asked, “I will be married to whom pa?”

“Kissky.” heard the girl's name, Inner Zanjiil did not accept.

“Pa, of the many women on this earth, why should Kissky? Akh!! I do not want, if he has to, at least if it is obligated for me to marry young, let me choose, with whom I married.” explained Zanjil asked for rights to his father.

“Hep! Do not try to arrange papa, while you still bear the name Rabbani, follow what papa said, otherwise, leave here, and do not expect to get a penny of the inheritance from papa.” Basuki is a hard man, what he wants, all he has to get.

“Pa...” Zanjiil tried to plead with Basuki.

“Zanjiil, do not think that papa is the same as om Doni, who foolishly always obeyed what his son wanted, do not you ever underestimate your papa this.” Basuki who had finished breakfast left the dining table first.

“Mama, please persuade papa, at least not with Kissky.”

“Indeed why the hell is Kissky?” ask Pinkan.

“He likes to eat jengkol, and also his mouth is spicy, not Zanjiil ma type,” said Zanjil.

“Sorry son, you know yourself, if papa's decision is always absolute?” The disappointed Zanjiil leaves Pinkan and Alula for her room.

Arriving at his room, which is located on the 2nd floor, Zanjil immediately dialed the number of his future wife.

📲 “Halo Ky, can you meet today?” Zanjil.

📲 “Can,” Kissky.

📲 “Oke,” Kissky.

2 Hours later, the two brides-to-be met.

“What do you need?!” kissky said with his judges face.

“Do you not know yet?” Zanjiil thinks Kissky doesn't know anything about the story.

“Have known!” kissky answered briefly.

“About our wedding plan?” Zanjiil made his point clear.

“Iya, I already know Zanjiil!” peekot Kissky.

“You refused, right? Honestly, I don't want to get married, so do you?”

“I received it!”

“What?!” the net flared, as Kissky replied casually, as if there were no burdens.

“Yeah, it could be Jiil, so much shit!" Kissky bobbing head.

“You put where your brain is? You easily accept it? Don't you think we're too young to get married? You and I are only 15 years old, still love watching Doraemon and Spongebob! Ridiculous when suddenly we momong son!” Zanjiil seems to want to go crazy, he who hopes Kissky can help him to refuse, instead wants their marriage.

“Who wants to have a child with you? What do you think I don't want to go to school?!” Kissky, who was inwardly upset over their match, vented it to Zanjiil, because he did not dare to go to his family.

“Oh yes?” Zanjiil scratched his head in embarrassment.

“No marriage, but thinking of having children, would I do that with you? Very confident indeed!” kissky's arrogant attitude makes Zanjiil increasingly dislike Kissky.

“You think I want to too? Hahaha..disgust! After all, I already had a boyfriend, we also decided to go to school, even if you were my wife, I wouldn't break up with her, and never tell anyone about our relationship, can be ashamed of my whole life, caught marrying young!”

“Ck!” Kissky clucked as she crossed her arms. “Believe yourself so acutely yes! You think you're the only one with a girlfriend? I also have to know! He's handsome, he's tall, he's got a belly like torn bread, and he's charismatic, so how could I possibly expose our marriage to someone else, hahaha, than to see you making out with your girlfriend!” Kissky who did not want to lose, continued to provoke Zanjiil's anger.

“Oh yes? I hold your word! Don't blame me, if your heart is bleeding, for seeing me care more about other women than your pepper!” zanjiil.

“Serah!” when the two were still busy, suddenly the waiter came to deliver their order.

“What is this?” Kissky pointed towards the spaghetti that was in front of him.

“Your eyes hurt huh! You know that's what you still ask!”

“I'm on a diet! You should have ordered me a spoon or lemon tea!” peekot Kissky.

“Yes God! This is why I don't like you, besides your mouth is spicy, you're also very boring! Can you just make me angry, from us Elementary School, your hobby is just provoking my emotions!” Zanjiil, who does not know that he is just an outburst of Kissky's anger, thinks that the beautiful woman hates him.

“I don't want to! Eat it yourself or you throw it away!” the selfish attitude that Kissky showed made Zanjiil want to tear his future wife's spicy lips.

“Luck you girl!” muttered Zanjil, Kissky who heard also gave a sharp eye look.

When Zanjil was chewing his fried rice, his phone suddenly rang

He immediately took his phone out of his pocket.

“Nih, you see! Who called me her name was Luna! She's my girlfriend from 2nd grade Junior High, don't kill yourself, if you love me one day, but I can't give my heart to you!” zanjil's high self-confidence makes Kissky want to laugh, but he tries to hold it back.

...Seriate......