Bloody Wedding!
Chapter 28 (Kepo)

Joe smiled, looking at Kissky who was focusing on his food.

After school, Kissky, who had not finished his work, decided to paint on the balcony of the 2nd floor, which was located close to Zanjiil's room.

Kissky who wore a white dress along the knee and hand you can see made her smooth and bright skin more radiant, not to mention, as she tucked her long black hair, making the beautiful girl even sexier.

Kissky, who was ready with his equipment, sat on a stool bar-type chair.

“If my painting talent is still a basic level, I have to show the best, hopefully Riza ma can understand my shortcomings,” Kissky murmured.

He excitedly began to scratch the brush he held onto the unfinished canvas.

Zanjiil who just came home, saw Kissky who was busy painting with a position behind him.

The afternoon sunlight that entered the balcony, made Netra Zanjiil see clearly, how beautiful the charm of the wife he had been cheating on all this time.

“Beautiful,” murmured involuntarily.

He who wanted to take a closer look, walked towards the beautiful girl.

“Have you eaten?” he said, putting his chin on Kissky's shoulder.

“Gosh!” Kissky who jerked, hit Zanjiil in the face.

Plaque!

“Huwl! You monkey! Can you not, anything not play hands?? You are so rude, in terms of women!” pekik Zanjiel's.

“Salah herself, why even make people hangers? Your hobby really surprised me by showing up all of a sudden, do you really want me to die young? So that you can be a widower, and be free to pitch friendly with your stupid boyfriend?!” Kissky scolded her husband.

“Gosh God... Your talk is amazing!” said Zanjiil while ruffled waist.

“I'm not right? I'm still alive you dare to date in front of my eyes, what else if I'm dead.” Kissky pointed sharply at her husband's face.

“The affair is you, not him, you don't like me anyway, so why are you bothering about my relationship with others?”

Oh yeah, right, I don't like him? inner Kissky.

“But still, the way you made me angry, never mind! go there! Don't bother me, you see, my painting isn't finished yet, I don't want to get bad grades on my first assignment!” Kissky kicked out her husband, to get out of his presence.

“Good.” before Zanjiil left Kissky, he grabbed the shoulder of his wife sitting in the stool bar. “Huwl..”.

“What else?” Kissky glanced at Zanjiil who was acting somewhat familiar with him.

“Be careful, do not fall for me, because surely it will hurt, you know very well, we are just married.” warning from Zanjiil makes Kissky aware of his position.

“Who said he likes you who? There are still many other men who deserve to be loved.” Instead of answering, Zanjiil smiled meaningfully, as if knowing Kissky's heart.

Do I really like it?? But why should I like it? Better to like someone else than him, inner Kissky.

Zanjiil, who was in his room, returned to the shadow of Kissky's appearance, which he had just seen.

The deg! His heart skipped a beat, as Kissky's smooth body image flashed through his mind.

“Akh!!” Zanjiil scratched his head. “A lot of dirt my brain, time because I see it with sexy clothes, my instincts so turbulent? In terms of Luna also often wear illegal clothes, but I don't think too much about strange things.” he who is afraid to fall in love with Kissky, make a rush by watching adult videos.

“This one I haven't seen yet, said Rizal very girl!” Zanjiil hurriedly played the hot video.

“Waw! Steady! Rizal is indeed top in choosing a collection of poor films,” murmured Zanjiil.

That night, Kissky, who had finished painting, packed his painting equipment, and then he went to his room.

When passing through the door of Zanjiil's room that was not tightly closed, Kissky faintly heard the voice of ******a woman.

Whatisit? inner Kissky.

He who was curious peered into her husband's room.

“Wah! The room is really nice, wider than mine again,” Kissky murmured.

She who was amazed at the decor of her husband's room so simple but elegant, felt provoked to enter.

“Crazy anyway, Zanjiil is so clean!” the smell of the therapeutic scent that filled her husband's room, made her mind calm.

Slowly, Kissky opened the door, then entered in a slow step, but the deeper he entered the room, the sound of******** he had just heard the louder.

Before long, he saw Zanjiil sleeping on his back on a soft 200 x 200 bed as if sleeping on a cloud. Zanjiil whose sleep is active accidentally removed the headset that stuck with the audio jack phone.

“Gosh!” Kissky who was aware, the supernatural voice came from her husband's cell phone, became embarrassed himself.

Crazy one! Is he lacking a job? It's small but the spectacle is so. Maybe this is why, children can not hold the phone before time, the wrong way! inner Kissky.

Instantly he felt disgusted at Zanjiil who liked to watch the poor video. He left Zanjiil's room with mixed feelings.

Kissky who had been in his room came to mind, would be Zanjiil.

“Did he already do it with Luna?” imagining this makes Kissky's hair goosebumps.

“Seram also if you have, but I have read on google, Junior High School and High School children now, many who give up their honor before marriage, just because of love, love, maybe this is the effect of winning the phone is not right.” without Kissky realized, he is increasingly curious about Zanjiil.

...Seriate......