Bloody Wedding!
Chapter 65 (Plan)
Then Zanjiil got on the bed, and gently stroked Kissky's hair.
“I'm tired, if I wasn't rich, would you still want to be my wife?” A tired Zanjiil got into his wife's blanket.
“I accompany you to sleep tonight.” Zanjiil closed his eyes while hugging Kissky.
The next day, Kissky who just woke up from her sleep felt if her body felt sore.
He who turned to his side, again saw the pillow he did not use changed position.
“Wah! Not true, surely Zanjiil sleep next to me.” he who wants to make sure choose to ask directly to the culprit. He went down from the bed to Zanjiil's room.
Krieett!!!
Kissky unshakably opened the door of their connected room.
“Zanjil!” she called out her husband's name.
Zanjiil who was buttoning her uniform turned towards Kissky.
“What's calling me?” sahut Zanjiil's.
Then Kissky with quick footsteps came to Zanjiil to where the handsome man was standing.
“What a night..” suddenly his chatty mouth stopped talking, as he looked, the corner of Zanjiil's lips turned blue.
“A-are you okay?” kissky asked worriedly.
“Of course, why are you asking that?” zanjiil asked again, because he did not feel the wound on the corner of his lips.
“It..” Kissky on her tiptoes touched the corner of Zanjiil's lips. “Blue, who did it?”
It's impossible for Papa to hurt him, right? inner Kissky.
Then Zanjiil clasped Kissky's hand that touched her lips.
“It's nothing, go take a shower, don't forget to brush your teeth,” Zanjiil said.
“Alright, if you have anything to tell me, just tell me, I am ready to listen,” said Kissky, who wanted to share her grief with her husband.
“Wah! You are now understanding huh Huwl!”
Bam! Zanjiil patted Kissky's back hard.
“You!” Kissky holds the scars of her husband's punch
“Go, we will leave together from today,” Zanjiil explained.
“Don't ah! It will become a gossip again!” kissky wants to avoid trouble.
“Take it easy, it's there! You're so slow!” Kissky had just moved into her room after Zanjiil kicked her out.
Inside the room, Kissky thought of Zanjiil's scar. I don't know why he felt what Zanjiil felt, because he used to get the same injuries by people who did not have a heart for him.
Cruel! If my father-in-law did it! inner Kissky.
He who wants to hurry immediately goes into the toilet.
While Zanjiil saw his face in the mirror, “I felt nothing when my body was in the works, because the pain in the heart was worse than in the physical,” Zanjiil murmured.
The Zanjiil who had finished dressing went down to the first floor towards the dining table.
“Zanjil!” she called out the name of her husband who had just passed by from her room.
“Ya?” sahut Zanjiil's.
“Wait for me!” Kissky ran over to her husband.
“Ehm, we use elevator only yes,” pinta Kissky.
“Why?”
“Let's be faster!” kissky.
Zanjiil who did not have much debate that day complied with Kissky's request. They both got off by taking the elevator.
Ting!
Arriving on the first floor, the two went out together. Then walk to the dining table.
When the two arrive, they see Pinkan, Basuki and Lula having breakfast.
Tumben today mom and dad late to work, inner Kissky.
Zanjiil, who was still angry at his parents, did not say hello to them at all. He sat in a chair away from his family.
Kissky, who did not want to do the same with her husband, chose to sit next to Lula.
“Good morning ma, pa, and Lula.” say hello with a smile.
“Good morning too,” answer all three.
“Kak days to school bike ride again?” tanya Lula mince words as a tension-breaker between her brother and her parents.
“I leave with Zanjiil, you alone, today return to dormitory huh?” ask Kissky.
“Iya kak,” Lula replied.
Kissky occasionally glanced at Zanjiil who was sitting far away from him.
“Papa and mama tumben left long ago,” Kissky said.
“Mama there is a meeting outside, if papa has a visit to the mall that has just established cooperation with us,” explained Pinkan.
“Oh, so yes pa, ma.” Kissky nodded his head.
After finishing breakfast the Rabbani family members leave for their respective destinations.
Zanjiil and Kissky who had been in the car did not see each other.
Why doesn't he talk to me anyway? inner Kissky.
Kissky, who hates silence, tries to break the mood.
“Rabbani..”
“Iya Huwl?” sahut Zanjiil glanced at Kissky's face.
“Back school we go to the yuk museum, you want to?” Kissky invites her husband to breathe air in addition to school and home, so she hopes Zanjiil will feel better.
...Seriate......