Married Berandal Campus
Chapters. 27 Crazy people!

Zivana heard all of Shaka's confessions, but it was not enough to forgive Shaka. After all the man had made Zivana disappointed by his rude attitude.

Both of them were silent for a long time. Zivana kept her back to Shaka and let the man hug her from behind.

Perhaps it was because they were both tired, plus the silence that filled the empty space between them. The two easily fell asleep in an unchanging position.

At three in the morning Zivana woke up. His gaze was fixed on Shaka's still loyal hand coiled on his stomach. Slowly Zivana got rid of the hand, then pulled the blanket to cover the upper body.

He came down from the bed to the closet to get a sweatshirt. Before going to the bathroom, Zivana stopped in front of the mirror she was passing by. Staring at the lips that are now as thick as Kaylie Jenner's. Also looking at her inner lips that had a slight wound due to Shaka's crazy bite.

Recalling the man, Zivana turned to the slumbering Shaka on the bed. "Basic crazy!" muttered.

Zivana came out of the room. At first he just wanted to drink but he found his glasses lying with a broken frame.

Her memory goes back to yesterday, when Shaka pulled and forcibly lifted her body. Just then his glasses came off and the man was unaware.

Zivana picked up the glasses and took them to the kitchen. After drinking, he took the initiative to repair the broken frame. With the glue he took from the room, Zivana tried to reconnect the frame.

The glasses were not the only one, but it was a pity if they were damaged and had to be replaced again because not long ago Zivana bought them. Trying to improve is the right choice according to Zivana.

However, many times tried, the broken frame could not be reconnected. Until Zivana gets upset and chooses to lean on the sofa. It was still dark because it made Zivana sleepy again.

In the morning Shaka woke up and did not find Zivana again beside him. Fear attacks directly. Afraid that Zivana will leave the house.

Immediately he picked up the T-shirt he threw the original and immediately put it on. A little ran out of the room.

It was a relief to see Zivana still at home. He also walked slowly to approach Zivana who fell asleep on the sofa with a sitting position.

Shaka also saw the glasses that Zivana tried to fix were on the table still complete with glue used. Shaka sat on the floor. He took Zivana's hand and kissed her slowly.

The guilt of what he did last night re-emerged. "Sorry" said Shaka Lirih.

Shaka's outstretched hand gently stroked Zivana's cheek, making Zivana open her eyes and immediately brushed the hand away. Zivana's gaze was so sharp, as if back on standby. Worried that Shaka's going crazy like last night.

"Why sleep here?" said gentle Shaka. It was in stark contrast to what Zivana had imagined.

"I'm sorry to scare you" Shaka said again because Zivana never answered.

"Gue promised never to do that again." Back Shaka grabbed Zivana's hand and held it tightly.

"I'm sorry, yeah."

Zivana stared intensely at the look on Shaka's face trying to experience sincerity in his words. "Never go crazy like last night."

Shaka nodded obediently. "Promise."

Just given an apology, Shaka immediately hugged Zivana's body at will. Even kissed the girl's lips without permission.

"Geek!" zivana Protest.

"Sorry .. sorry." Shaka raised his hand up.

"But I'm starting to like this." Shaka touched Zivana's lips.

Zivana's hand reflexes brushed aside. "Don't macem-macem!" threaten her before she leaves Shaka alone on the living room couch.

Shaka smiled faintly, taking Zivana's threat as a sign that the girl had forgiven him. Strange, but that's how they are.

Thankfully, today is Sunday. So Zivana has time to go back to sleep.

Just as Zivana was laying in bed, Shaka suddenly walked in and said, "Ready, yes, I want to take you somewhere."

Mata Zivana. "Where?"

"Just get ready, we're leaving in an hour" replied Shaka and left.

The one hour that Shaka promised to have arrived. The man entered Zivana's camp to make sure his wife was ready. But instead found the wife still asleep.

Shaka also tried to wake up by shaking Zivana's body slowly.

"Ziva, get up," Shaka said.

Only a moan came out of Zivana's lips. His eyes were too heavy to open.

"Let's get up" whispered Shaka in Zivana's ear.

"Where are you going, anyway?" zivana said with eyes still closed.

"Wake up and let him know. Come ...." Shaka pulls Zivana's body to wake up.

"Gue, sleepy," Zivana protests.

"It's noon, let's get up. I carried her to the bath."

Zivana's eyes opened wide. "No need!" pushing hard. "Gue can be alone."

Instead of being carried by Shaka, inevitably Zivana had to force a step to walk to the bathroom.

"Don't take a long shower!" shaka reminded.

The man did not come out of Zivana's room, instead went up to the bed and played a cell phone there.

In the bathroom Zivana had finished doing her activities but was confused how to get out. He forgot to bring a change of clothes while the clothes he was wearing before had entered the dirty laundry basket.

Zivana took a deep breath. Prepare to get out. To be honest not because of shame but more to the fear of remembering last night's events.

Just put on Zivana's towel out of the bathroom. Holding back an unruly heartbeat he walked into the closet to pick up a clean shirt and take it back to the bathroom.

From the top of the bed, Shaka kept paying attention. Of course since Zivana came out and just passed him.

"Patience, Shaka, this is a test," Shaka refrained from seeing his wife after bathing. After last night had a little taste, who would not be tempted to see the look of Zivana which is only wrapped in a towel.

Not long Zivana came back out but now wearing blue jeans combined with a pink t-shirt with a picture of Tedy Bear. Regardless of Shaka, Zivana pecks herself in the mirror. Wearing a moisturizer also rubs her lips with lip balm. Do not forget to also comb the hair and tie it in a style that never gets tired Zivana apply to his hair. Ponytail.

He also looked for old glasses that he still kept in the drawer. Long but still wearable.

Shaka looked unblinkingly at Zivana. Ever since the girl came out of the bathroom until she finished putting on makeup, Shaka kept nailing her eyes. To the point of not being aware that Zivana called.

"Shaka, so go, don't you?"

Shaka jerks. "Eh .. yes, be."

"Yes, the hunt! I have to work later in the afternoon." Zivana's getting ready to get the bag.

Shaka walked behind Zivana. Enjoy the smell of perfume.

"Lock the door" Zivana reminded.

This time Shaka was unfocused. He was told to lock the door until he was confused. Zivana has to do it too.

"Where are we going?" ask Zivana again when on the bike.

"Where?" Shaka asked back.

Zivana was confused

Noticing Zivana's confused look, Shaka corrected immediately. "Somewhere anyway."

Please Shaka, don't be crazy. Focus ... focus!