Bloody Wedding!
Chapter 35 (Rena)

“So, this is the result of a lucky hand?” liza wants to eat Luna alive.

“Not a snake is good too?!” Luna who actually does not like, prestige to admit her mistake.

“Jesus!!” Liza was furious, because she was so traumatized by the snake, even though she saw the picture.

Gibran and Rizal were commissioned to paint the blue sea.

At Kissky and Zanjiil's turn, the two look at each other.

“You take it,” Zanjiil's word.

“You alone, why should I!” kissky.

“Alright, if you can strangely, do not blame me.” when Zanjiil will put his hand in the jar, suddenly Kissky changed his mind.

“Ehm, let me! I'm afraid that your hands are wrong! Move aside, don't cover the road!” Kissky also brushed Zanjiil's hand from the mouth of the jar.

“Even me from this sambleng woman God..” murmured Zanjiil.

Kissky who heard her husband's words also threw an evil smile.

“Customize the monitor lizard! Don't overdo it so.” after getting the paper that Kissky feels will bring good luck. They both read the writing on the paper.

“Paint yourself, wearing a wedding dress.” Kissky and Zanjiil frowned.

Then, the handsome man, looking closely at the face of the woman who always acted smart in front of him.

“This is what you call lucky?” he said with a flat face.

“Yes, isn't this good?! Hahaha!” Kissky smiled stiffly, for he himself was ashamed of the task they were about to do.

“Replace-up!” pekik Zanjiel's.

“Hey, you!” riza's resolute voice made the two students silent. “You have 1 chance to take the paper, if you have, do it immediately, do not debate much!” thanks to Riza's reprimand, the two made peace, then they moved to the standing canvas that had been provided.

“How to do it?” ask Kissky.

“Yes live on work, I draw my face, you draw your face,” Zanjiil said.

“Oh yes?” Kissky scrunched his forehead.

“Of course, or do you want to paint me? And I painted you?” Zanjiil made an offer to Kissky.

“No, later you even make my nose so pug again!” kissky said as she leaned her lips.

“Suuzon continue!”

“Not much more talk, let's do it!” peek Kissky, to put an end to their debate.

While all busy painting, Riza returned to class to give value to each hand of her students.

“Wah.. pretty good also the result, in case they just started working on it. Maybe there was talent before, so they majored in art.” when Riza checked Kissky's property, the net turned perfectly.

“Dia??” Riza knows the little girl Kissky painted.

“I think his name alone is similar, it turns out that he is Kissky, waw.. not in the least, the three of us met in the same place.” it turns out Riza is Rena, a, senior Kissky and Gibran at the orphanage first.

He was schooled in the best place, until he graduated from college and became a teacher at Tunas Bangsa school.

“Gosh, Kissky.. Apparently your adoptive parents are rich too, surely your life has been happy all this time, how would it be, if I dismantle who you really are???” it turns out that the past grudges are not over in Riza's heart.

Riza, who teases Kissky from childhood, now plans to destroy the girl's quiet life.

“As a greeting from me, I will give you a mediocre value! Hehehe..” Riza also implied the number 7 on Kissky's painting, the result of which can be said to be good for a beginner.

While Kissky who was in the practice room objected to Zanjiil sitting too close to him.

“Swipe!” Kissky kicked the leg of the bench that Zanjiil was sitting on.

“I want to move where else? You see, the canvas is only one, and must be done together, yes it is natural that I am close to you!” zanjiil.

“You said do it on your own face, so let me go first, even if it's just the head or the hair!” kissky said with a muscular tone.

“Bawel really you! Then I'll go first!” Zanjiil did not want to give up on his wife.

“Ya already, please you first!” Kissky got up from her chair, then walked out of the practice room to buy a drink into the vending machine.

Arriving in front of the vending machine, Kissky fanned his face with his palm.

“Houh!!! Hot!” apparently, Kissky did not want to work together with Zanjiil because he felt groggy, because Zanjiil's face made it hot cold.

“Why should this be so anyway? At last night we just had a fight, but I easily felt dag dig dug not clear to him, what else his face was...jeez!” Kissky, who had just seen Zanjiil's visuals up close, could not resist the pounding in her heart.

“Since when did I like it?” although she tried to lie to her feelings, but in reality, she had fallen for her husband .

The thirsty Kissky stopped all thoughts of Zanjiil.

Quickly, he inserted the coin into the hole of the machine.

A treng!!!

1 can of cold drink thirst release also slid into the drink intake hole, then Kissky swiftly took it by bending.

As he stood back up, “Jesus!” he is shocked by Joe who is suddenly beside him.

“Why are you yelling?" ask Joe without guilt.

“Why are you suddenly next to me?!” ask Kissky back.

“Not from here, you're the only one who doesn't see, even you're busy babbling yourself, who's the lucky one who managed to get your heart?” joe said full of probes.

“What the hell are you! Learn there! The feeling every time we meet, you are always outside the classroom, and also in an unexpected place!” kissky.

“I just finished assembling mini motor!” bright Joe.

“Long!” Kissky denied it.

Then, while the two were still chatting, suddenly Zanjiil had been between the two of them.

...Seriate......