Married Berandal Campus
Chapter.23 Accepted Work

'CHICKEN JETS'

A big signboard that Zivana immediately saw. In the parking area of the restaurant, Arjuna stopped his motorbike.

"Here?" ask Zivana.

"Yes, you wait here for a moment, yes," Arjuna pinta after removing the helmet.

Zivana nodded obediently as Arjuna left her in. He said he wanted to ask first whether the job vacancies that were opened had been filled by people or not.

It wasn't until ten minutes that Arjuna was back. The smile on the man's lips became a good omen that Zivana saw.

"How's it?" ask Zivana impatiently.

"Not filled by people. Let's go in," Arjuna asked.

"Wait!" Zivana tidied up her appearance. Do not forget to see yourself in the rearview mirror of the Arjuna motorcycle.

He also began issuing application files that he had made impromptu on campus. The sophistication of technology really helps Zivana. The letter no longer needs to be handwritten. Simply typed then printed. Other files such as ID cards have also been copied. Really quick.

Carrying the green map, Zivana entered expectantly. A happy smile fell on the girl's lips.

Just like Zivana, Arjuna looks happy. The man was very excited to deliver Zivana to meet the representative of the manager of the restaurant. Also accompany when Zivana is interviewed.

"Thank you, yes, have helped me get to work" Zivana said after the interview.

Arjuna nodded proudly.

"Long you work here?"

Zivana himself just found out that it turns out Arjuna works at this restaurant as well. It was only fitting that when interviewed by the manager of the restaurant was very quick to give approval for Zivana's work. Arjuna had recommended Zivana. Even Arjuna dared to guarantee about Zivana's performance. For all that Zivana promised herself not to let Arjuna down. He must be diligent and be responsible.

"Lumayan."

"Again thanks."

"Yes, I can help you. I'm anther to go home, huh?"

"Eh .. No, I can go home alone. You have to work, right?"

Arjuna patted his own eel. "Oh, yes, I forgot. So you go home on what?"

Zivana reached into the phone in the bag and showed it to Arjuna. "Text."

Through his smartphone Zivana ordered the public vehicle. Arjuna was still accompanying Zivana until the online taxi booked came.

The man has to work today, while Zivana tomorrow is just getting to work.

"Gue first, yes," said Zivana after a motorbike driven by a man in a green jacket stopped in front of him.

"Be careful." Arjuna waved his hand.

******

It was almost morning, but Shaka had no intention of returning home. It's the first time since the man didn't come home. Go aimlessly through the streets after spending time gathering at the basecamp with Bullent Ant friends.

It was about three in the morning when Shaka said goodbye to his friend to go home but did not get home. Angry and upset to remember yesterday's incident when his wife left with Arjuna still entrenched in the chest.

He casually drove his black Ducati. Sometimes shouting anger.

"Armghh ...." Shaka shouted from the top of the bike. Spilling a vexation he couldn't tell anyone.

He wanted to curse Arjuna, curse or beat the man because he had dared to approach Zivana.

The marriage that used to be designed was just a status in the book, no longer seems to be the same as what Shaka feels. In fact, Shaka was not willing for another man to approach hers.

"Fuck, lo, Arjuna!" shaka yelled at the wind like a madman.

Even so, he continued down the deserted city streets. Only a few vehicles passed.

This was the only way Shaka vented the stifled emotions. Although impressed with lack of work.

Behind the man followed a motorcade that spurred above average speed. They even overtake Shaka.

Shaka who initially did not care so ignited emotions when someone nudged his motorbike, although not to fall. Shocked and had time to make Shaka not accept. He was after the motorbike that had been nudging him. The green ninja that the two men ride must get.

"Woy .. stop, lo, asshole!" shaka shouted when he managed to align his motorbike with the Ninja he was chasing.

The young Ninja rider only turned a glance, then pulled back the gas adding speed. Just leave Shaka.

"Wah ... severe, lo. I have nantangin apparently," muttered Shaka.

Not to be outdone, Adrenalin Shaka as if challenged to be able to get a green ninja and teach him a lesson. The soul of the racer within him flared. The challenge of conquering the man who had harassed her was happily accepted by Shaka. Count on giving lessons while having fun.

The young man stopped at a field. They all went down and looked at Shaka with sangar. Shaka has disturbed the tranquility and happiness of their motorcycle gang.

With a grimace they instantly formed a circle confining Shaka in the middle.

"Who, you, dare to follow us?" ask one of the representatives of the motorcycle gang. Certainly a young Ninja rider.

"Gue your teacher, who will educate and teach you the rules of driving," replied Shaka nyeleneh.

A mocking laughter roared around Shaka.

"Lo said teacher? Uhm ...." The man was a beard. "May, if you can fight all my friends."

Shaka smiled in anguish. Replace those who underestimate these children.

"Forward, you!" challenge Shaka.

With a slight warning from one of its members, all attacked Shaka simultaneously. It's like a brawl.

If you are still playing empty-handed, Shaka's martial skills are still reliable. Facing this child-class motorcycle gang is no big deal for Shaka, although there are still injuries that he must receive.

Shaka is an expert in strategy. Since then he has been observing who the gang leader of this delinquent child is.

The Ninja Rider.

He is Shaka's main target. Getting it meant defeating everyone who had attacked him.

Sure enough, when the Ninja rider managed to disable and make him a hostage, all movement stopped.

"Will you continue to attack me?" shaka asked with a grip on the Ninja rider's neck.

"Also, Bang, we have no intention to do bad brother. We're just having fun, Kok Bang," said the young man who was taken hostage by Shaka.

"Gue let go of you, but if I see you guys doing it again, I finish you all!"

The young man nodded obediently. "Promise, Bang."

Shaka took the young man off just like that. Then justify his jacket and go riding his Ducati. Darting down the street to the house.

Soon in at dawn. Shaka has arrived home. He quietly went into the room. Look at the wound on the face of the former brawl.

Before he goes to sleep, Shaka takes the medicine box.

Zivana, who was awake and was about to go to the kitchen, saw Shaka's door open. He looked at the owner of the room.

"Jeez ... lo, why?" Zivana went straight in as soon as she saw Shaka's bonyok face.

The man did not answer. Opening the medicine city and will smear the ointment on the face.

"Eh .. It is not a wound. Cleaned first so as not to infection,"prevent Zivana see the wrong way Shaka.

"Wait!" The girl came out and came back again with a basin filled with warm water. Zivana painstakingly cleans Shaka's wounds using a wet towel.

After that, he gave an ointment for the wound on Shaka's face. Since then, not one bit of attention Shaka shifted. Making Zivana who realizes it becomes uncomfortable.

"Now, lo oles themselves!" Zivana put the ointment on Shaka's hand violently. He had just finished it all because it was really uncomfortable to look at Shaka.

Only then will Zivana step up, his hand will be blocked by Shaka. Forcing Zivana to turn her head to find out what reason the man stopped her.

Shaka doesn't talk. For a while he kept staring at Zivana before finally letting go of the girl's hand.

Zivana sneered at Shaka's strange attitude but didn't want to ask. She chose to leave her husband's room.

Shaka smiled wryly seeing the door of his room closed. Feeling stupid with his unclear attitude.