Married Berandal Campus
Chapters. 11 Young Widows

Recalling Kania's question this afternoon, Zivana felt sick of herself. How could he have a crush on a guy like Shaka. His future was far more precious than to be spent with that man.

She promised in her heart not to fall in love with her husband. A pre-planned farewell is a beautiful dream that he looks forward to. For that, he must be patient first. At least until college.

"Why, lo? Stomach pain, lo?" shaka asked who saw Zivana holding her stomach with one hand. While the other hand closed its mouth as if it wanted to vomit.

"No."

"Why do you hold your stomach like that?"

Zivana immediately pulled the hand that covered the mouth as well that was on top of her stomach. However, he did not answer what Shaka asked. It's impossible, right, to be honest if he wants to vomit if he imagines himself falling in love with Shaka.

"No why." In order to avoid further questioning from Shaka, Zivana immediately turned her attention to the book she had read. Flipping through without a clear purpose.

Shaka shook his shoulders, seeing his wife's strange behavior. He does not want to interfere too much that he fears later will even be mistaken as a form of attention.

Stupid with what Zivana did. Shaka chooses to resume wearing the shoes, then grabs the jacket on the hanger and prepares to leave.

"Where are you going, lo?" zivana asked when she heard Shaka open the door.

The man looked. Staring at Zivana who was still sitting at the study table. "Get out, get wind," replied Shaka of origin. Then just leave.

After the door closed again, Zivana slapped her own mouth. "Ngapain anyway, bring her a lot. Let him go, he wants to sleep, or he dies it's none of your business, Ziva" Zivana murmured to herself.

"Eh .. wait-wait!" Zivana seemed to remember something about what she had just said.

"Dead?" His brain imagined that one word.

"No!" peekkit Zivana's. "He can't die now. I don't want to be a widow at my age!"

"Amit-amit, huh." Zivana's hand knocked on the table a few times.

Ah ... thinking about Shaka instead makes Zivana like a stressed person. He spoke to himself from earlier. Instead of the brain getting smelly, he better have just read a book session this time. He must rest immediately so that his mind is sane.

Zivana immediately got up and cleaned himself before going to bed. Then arrange the bedcover that is always the resting place. Squeezing and covering the body with a thick blanket is a habit.

Although all the rituals he has done, but the eyes of Zivana reluctant closed. His brain was still puffing about where the man was going.

It's even been two hours Zivana's been trying to sleep. But his eyes did not want to cooperate. Still looks bright. Maybe because his mind was not calm.

All karen Shaka. The husband is rogue. The departure of the man who he said briefly but in fact even hours became the trigger. Suddenly Zivana is afraid that something will happen to Shaka. She doesn't want to be a young widow.

*****

At home, the wife was worried about him. While outside Shaka was partying with his friends.

"You wanna play, boss?" ask Rendy. "There's no doubt about it."

"Who?" It was not Shaka who asked, but instead Farel who looked curious.

"David" replied Rendy.

Shaka put down his drink, then stood up. Not refusing nor denying.

But when Shaka got on the bike, Farel asked, "Where are you going, Boss?"

"Back home!" shaka answered.

Only then did Shaka turn the key and start statering his black iron horse, the sound of the person he did not want was heard.

"Basic cemen! Challenged race even run away. If you don't dare say it, don't play as long as you run away!" said Mario. The man who presents a challenge to Shaka.

"Udah be a Sissy, lo!"

"Heh, you said what! Keep that bacot lo!" Rendy who did not accept Shaka was immediately stepped forward to beat Mario.

But it was blocked by Farel.

Mario's friends who were behind the man were immediately on standby when Rendy was about to throw a punch.

"Find the storm, lo?" challenge Mario.

Shaka who had been silent since then, finally intervened as well. Not accepting his friend got a challenge by his rival.

Without further ado Shaka grabbed Mario's collar and presented Mario's face with a raw bogem. Suddenly it caused a commotion.

Mario friends who had been on standby immediately attacked. Physical abuse with empty hands is inevitable.

The arena that should be a racing event is now a brawl. All stormed without knowing what the matter was.

Shaka, who is very experienced in the rights of fighting, was able to subvert several people at once. For this reason, he became the target of a rumble.

All the chaos uncontrollably. Hit each other and throw each other.

"Stop, Woy!"

The sound of someone using a loudspeaker is able to stop all movement. They all stared at the man standing holding the loudspeaker in his left hand.

Shaka is no exception. The man was stunned to see the figure in front of him.