Married Berandal Campus
Chapters. 6 Days Shit

Because he could not sleep and Zivana believed in the brilliant idea of Shaka, now he had to wake up with the condition of the arm that feels all pain.

The brilliant idea Shaka meant was to play cards. And the rule is that the loser must be pinched.

Just the first round alone Zivana has lost and got a pinch from Shaka who did not play games. All because Zivana is not yet good at playing cards.

It feels so lazy to get out of bed. He was also sleepy because of the pain in his arm. But because he remembered having to go to college, Zivana also had to rise.

With a step gontai Zivana came to the bathroom. Just open the door. Don't remember if the person who slept next to him last night wasn't in bed.

As soon as the bathroom door opened, Zivana's eyes faded instantly. His mouth was open, unable to speak. His body froze motionless.

Until the object he looked at screamed and spontaneously he also screamed.

"Among ...!" shaka and Zivana shouted at the same time.

Shaka immediately grabbed the towel and covered the exposed part of his body. Zivana turned back and ran back to the bed. He pulled out a blanket to cover his entire body to make it invisible. Under the blanket he shivered in fear. What he saw earlier was even more sinister than seeing a demon.

Shaka who had already covered his forbidden area with a towel immediately followed Zivana out.

"I'm going to take a shower!" accuse Shaka of being unreasonable.

"No need to pretend deh lo, pretentious even though you really want to see me naked," he added.

"Or maybe you're a maniac who likes to take a shower!"

Zivana had been lazy to respond, but Shaka's ridiculous accusations made him inevitably have to show himself. Zivana's head poked out from under the blanket. At first a little hesitant, afraid to see the condition of the innocent Shaka.

Slowly he pulled down a blanket to peek at her and when he saw that Shaka was already wearing a towel to cover the lower half of her body, Zivana actually showed herself. Staring at Shaka who stood haughtily in front of him with all the accusations of nonsense.

"What do you mean get into the bathroom without knocking on the door!" Still not wanting to shut up, Shaka constantly accused him.

If only Zivana remembered that she no longer lived in her own room. Zivana must have done it. Knocking on the bathroom door. Unfortunately, he doesn't remember at all.

He just woke up. And that too with forced steps. His life has not even been collected perfectly, even with his brain that has not been able to work normally. All of these things make unwanted things happen.

Not wanting to be accused, Zivana got up and opened her voice. "Eh, if you say the real thing. Why do I want you. You deliberately didn't lock the door so I could get in. Keep on lo with your dirty brain it'll fool me. Bener, right?"

"What!" Shaka is made to gawk with a reply from Zivana.

"Let's do it on purpose, right!" firmly Zivana once again while pointing at Shaka.

Before the man spoke again, Zivana had already walked past Shaka just like that. The bathroom door slammed hard.

"Basic bawdy!"

"What did you say?" Shaka catches up with Zivana to the bathroom but the door is already closed and locked from the inside.

He stood in front of the bathroom cursing. He felt the water droplets that entered the eye and made it sore. Only then did Shaka realize that he had not had time to rinse his hair full of shampoo.

"Woy ... open, woy! My eyes are this painful!" shaka shouted while banging on the door.

But not influenced by Zivana in the slightest. Even when Shaka again banged on the bathroom door many times, Zivana did not care.

"Open, my eyes got shampoo!"

"No way, I'm another BAB," Zivana lied. Inside, he was snorting, holding back laughter.

Shaka panicked more as his eyes grew sore. Unable to bear to wait for Zivana to finish, the man ran out.

"Racaine, lo! who told me to make my eyes polluted!" zivana said hearing Shaka's panicked steps.

It was the bathroom in the guest room below that finally saved Shaka. He came out of there with wet hair and a towel wrapped around his waist. It looks relieved because it no longer feels pain in the eyes.

Bagas and Winda who were in the dining room stared in wonder at what Shaka was doing. After last night he heard the agonizing cry of Zivana now he had to see his son who was walking in a towel without shame.

Back Bagas made head bobbles. "Child today" he murmured.

"Leave it. His name is also young. Kayak Mas is never young," concluded Winda.

The drama continues. After an incident of tainted eyes, and shampoo, the two of them are now forced to leave together. Though both Zivana and Shaka are lazy to be close.

Of course all because of Bagas—papa's orders.

"You are now Shaka's responsibility, let Shaka take you" Bagas said.

If so, Zivana could no longer refuse. He obeyed what Bagas commanded, even if he had to.

"Smatch up!" shaka's orders.

Zivana was silent. He just sat.

Making Shaka upset with the act of a woman who had just become his wife that day.

Shaka deliberately pulled the gas tight and braked suddenly. Making Zivana startled and reflexively hugged the man's body. Shaka laughed as the action worked.

Not to steal an opportunity or anything, but all for Zivana's own security. If you have been reminded in a subtle way but do not want to hear how to force will Shaka do.

"Intentionally, lo, yes!" Zivana hits Shaka's shoulder.

"Gue told you, little majuan. You don't want to recede. If riding the motorbike is like gini, if the brake suddenly can fall if not grip. That's why I'm a husband!"

"Ih ... unclean!"

Shaka just smiled in response. No anger or offence. He continued to gas so as not to be late to take Zivana to campus.

However, profit is unachievable and unfortunate cannot be denied. Suddenly the bike feels good, and Shaka has to stop the speed of the bike.

"Why?" ask Zivana to panic.

"I think my tires are leaking." Shaka got off his iron horse, followed by Zivana.

After checking the condition of the tire, it was true that Shaka's motorcycle tire deflated. "Well, that's my guess. My tires deflate," said Shaka.

"How come?"

Shaka glared for a moment. "What's clear is that you have to walk until we meet the tire repair shop."

"What, walk"

"Hm ...." Shaka nodded.

The look on Zivana's face immediately pouted. Address is late for campus. Where today is the schedule of lecturer killer anyway.

"Don't be dumb, hunt help push!"

"Still have to push too?" zivana.

"Yes, you don't think this bike is heavy." Shaka showed that he was not strong enough to push the bike alone and needed help.

As a result Zivana helped her husband push the bike on his first day delivered by the man.

Tired?

Aye ... Zivana. Several times he rubbed the dripping sweat on his forehead. I don't know why it's so bad today. Where the tire patch workshop has not been seen.

Zivana who felt exhausted paused for a moment. Just to take a breath. Shaka walked away from the girl.

"Davana?"

Zivana looked up at the voice that called out to her. It allows the location of his sagging glasses.

"Where are you walking, which motorbike?" ask someone from the top of the bike.

"My motor?" Zivana looked confused as to how to answer.

"Yes, lo's motor?"

"Oh .. again in the workshop," Zivana replied lying.

"So you walk?"

Zivana hesitated.

"Yes, here go up. We go together," invite the man who incidentally is Zivana's college roommate.

Zivana was further confused by the man's invitation. He stared ahead where Shaka was watching him.

"Udah, let's go up!" The man pulled Zivana's hand without knowing if there was Shaka who kept nailing.

No longer able to resist for fear of being discovered, Zivana just went along with what the man said. The motor drove past Shaka.

"Campus, I. Surely that guy will rampage later at home," said Inner Zivana when he saw the annoyed look of Shaka that he just passed by.