Married Berandal Campus

Married Berandal Campus
Chapters. 20 Bini Galak


Zivana takes Dinda and Kania around the village. They see a different atmosphere than their home.


Both of Zivana's girl friends are indeed from quite a family. At least from social status, Dinda and Kania were above Zivana.


Kania's car was deliberately in front of Zivana's house. They chose to walk. Along the way in the village many asked Zivana's two friends. Paras Dinda and Kania are indeed quite beautiful to attract the attention of people in the village of Zivana.


Not to forget also Zivana invited them to the market. Looking for market snacks as well as breakfast for Kania. Warteg Zivana subscription is recommended to be breakfast for Kania.


"How does it feel, mantle, right?" ask Zivana after Kania finishes eating.


"Yes, that's delicious. Next time I'll be here myself."


"Oh, your mind is eating only doang," said Dinda with a murmur.


"Let's ... my money, why lo sewot."


"Males I'm talking to you!"


"Ih .. I'm more males." Kania won't lose.


"Udah ... already, so make it as good as it is?" cut Zivana fast. They were afraid to fight and go home.


"Bikinnya not now dong, I'm full of this." Kania held her stomach which was already filled.


"Where else to go?"


"Buy a snack just keep coming back to your house. We'll have a chat there," suggested Dinda.


Both Kania and Zivana agreed. Camila hunting begins. From atomic nuts to cassava chips they buy. Do not forget to buy milk for the antidote later eat seblak.


"That's enough, don't buy anymore. No one is eating." Zivana.


The three of them returned to Zivana's house. A black sports motorcycle parked in the Zivana home yard stole Dinda's attention as well as Kania's.


"Whose motor is that, Zi? I've never seen it, have you?" Dinda observed the black Ducati bike.


Zivana who is afraid of being caught thinking fast. "Oh, that's .. it's my neighbor's motorcycle."


Kania looked at Zivana with a frowning forehead. "Motor neighbor, lo? What's parked in your house?"


Zivana was in the fog thinking of a reason to twitch. "House at the end there, can not make through the motorbike so often put in my house gini."


"But I've seen this motorcycle. I don't have Shaka's brother, do I?" Dinda was a little suspicious.


"Yeah, the guy with the ginian bike is not that guy. This is not an exclusive motorcycle, many can buy a kayak gini motorbike. The rich man is not just about him. In my village there are also many rich people." There are many reasons Zivana should take out.


"Yes sorry, because this is a very rich man spec motorcycle that is," said Dinda nyengir.


"Yes, come in, yuk," asked Kania.


Mata Zivana. Remember there is Shaka. Where is that man now. The nose shaft is not visible but the motorbike is parked haphazardly. After all for what the man came without any advance notice. Zivana is confused to find an excuse.


"Eh, wait!" sergeant Zivana.


Dinda and Kania looked over. "Why?"


"Ehm .. it ...." Zivana scratched her head. Looking for hidden ideas.


"Gue forgot the key wasn't there, probably fell in the market earlier, so I went through the back first. I want to open the door. Inside there is a key reserve" Zivana lied.


Dinda and Kania showed a questionable look. As if I couldn't believe it. How can it disappear suddenly.


Seeing the suspicions of his friends Zivana immediately looked for a gap to leave. "You guys wait here first, I'm through the back door first. The back door is usually not locked."


As soon as possible Zivana escaped. Dodging from the suspicious spotlight his two friends.


Zivana's headed behind the house, who knows Shaka's there. However, it turned out that there was no one in the backyard.


"Where, anyway, you guys?" zivana lirih.


Not wanting to linger thinking, Zivana immediately pulled out her phone. Contacting the man is the most appropriate way.


"Hello, where are you?" zivana asked as soon as the call was raised.


"Where have you been, you?" Shaka ignores Zivana's question and turns back.


"That's not important. Where are you now?" ask Zivana again.


"In Jaja's workshop."


"Well, are you there?"


"Main .. Just let me go home."


"Eh .. uh .. uh ... Stay there, don't go home yet. Here there is Dinda same Kania. Temen. Don't come home until I tell you. Ok." No longer waiting for a response from Shaka, Zivana immediately turned off her phone.


A message from Shaka followed.


[Whatever!] Reply Zivana.


Immediately he put his phone in the bag and returned to the front where his friends were waiting. He ignored the notification sound of messages from the phone in the bag. Zivana can guess if it's from Shaka.


"Because, I'm sure it looks a lot like Kak Shaka's bike. I didn't guess wrong" Dinda told Kania. Both of them were standing right beside Shaka's motorbike.


"I told you it had my neighbors. I can't believe it, anyway!" sahut Zivana's.


Sontak Dinda and Kania looked over.


"Who's back, the back door to the lock too?" ask Kania.


"This is the key I've found. It's slipping in the wallet." Zivana showed me the key she took from the bag.


"Yuk in," Zivana asked. At least so that his friend no longer thinks about Shaka's motorbike.


Everything is safe. Zivana can freely enjoy her day gathering with Dinda and Kania. The previously planned party also went perfectly. It's really girls' day.


Even Shaka can be invited to cooperate well. The man complied by not showing himself at all at home until Zivana was done with his friends.


Zivana hasn't sent a message so Shaka can go home. But the man appears suddenly shortly after Kania's car leaves the house.


Making Zivana shocked when she was about to close the door.


"Ish .. startled everyone," Zivana murmured as Shaka held back the door that was about to close.


"Temen you're home, right?"


Zivana's answer was just a nod.


"Yes!"


Zivana was slightly astonished by Shaka's attitude. The man looked sparkling and excitedly closed the door. Even locked. Shaka pulls Zivana's hand and takes her to the room.


"Eh, lo, what are you doing?" Zivana's brain immediately thought of something unnatural.


Shaka did not answer. He immediately pulled Zivana into the room. He also locked the door like that.


Unpermittedly, Shaka put his hand around Zivana's neck. I want to kiss that girl.


Zivana who had caught her husband's strange behavior immediately stomped hard on Shaka's feet. Making the man momentarily move away while complaining of pain.


"Have a go at the macem-macem!"


Shaka held onto his aching leg. "Why are you stepping on my foot?"


"I should ask, what are you possessed, want to macem-macem me?" zivana.


"Macems? Don't you agree?"


"Huh?" Zivana. Agree on what.


"So I sent you a message that I wanted to get rewarded. And you didn't bales my message so I thought you agreed. That's why I say what you say." Shaka started to lower his legs.


"What did you ask for in return?"


"Lo didn't read my message?"


Zivana.


Makes Shaka upset.


"Yes, I read it!"


Lazily Zivana took her phone. Open the message Shaka sent.


His blood instantly boiled at the glance of Vidio and read the message Shaka sent. The man seems to have to be taught a lesson.


"How dare you touch me, not your feet that I am injecting. I can make birds fly!" threaten Zivana then opens the locked door. Leaving Shaka in her own room.


The threat of Zivana. Shaka immediately protected his precious assets. "Busyet .. I'm so scared."


"Revelation, lo!" threaten Zivana again before actually leaving.


Now Shaka must be willing to languish alone in the room. All because of Jaja. The sinful Hape Jaja made Shaka have to suffer alone.


Shaka should not have been inedible persuaded Jaja who said, "Watch aja, Kang. Kan, I have a bini. If you want to stay ajakin Ziva tea. It's a bother."


So bored he waited at Jaja's place. Shaka obeyed Jaja's persuasion to drive out the saturated. Busy vidio-vidio sin on Jaja's phone. Now Jaja's talk is not proven.


Zivana the wife did not want to be invited to collaborate. He even threatened to make his bird fly if he dared to touch his wife.


"See, I shouldn't believe your words!" Shaka grabbed her hair in frustration.