Died Marriage

Jaya Tank

Nazeera woke up and glanced at the wall clock. His body felt heavy, especially in the abdomen. The woman breathed her rough breath.

"Jay? Wakes up. Weight of this." Nazeera wakes Jaya.

Jaya just squirms without caring about the nagging from the woman beside her.

"Sleep like a kebo. Jay's up." Nazeera said in an annoyed voice.

Nazeera tried to raise Jaya's hand, then bit her.

"Gaharrhggggg. Geez." Keluh Jaya's.

Nazeera saw Jaya sitting down. He pushed the man's body down to the floor.

Jay regained consciousness when he fell.

"That's why if it's built, wake up. Don't sleep. It's already dawn." Nazeera said to the bathroom with an infusion bottle.

Jay stood up and went back to sleep in the patient's bed. One of his hands on his forehead while smiling.

"Jay, why smile? The hunt is awake. It's almost dawn." Nazeera said as she exited the bathroom.

"Ready lady." Jaya wakes up from sleep and salutes and heads to the bathroom.

'It feels like something's weird'. Inner Nazeera.

Jaya gave the loaned face last night to Nazeera. They pray. When finished, Nazeera saw the wall clock did not move and the battery ran out. The woman looked back at the clock on her phone. He was shocked when he saw 02:59.

Nazeera glanced towards Jaya who was sitting on the sofa while grinning. "Hehehe. Maap babang Jay. shiny." Nazeera raised her hand and formed a 'V'.

Jaya only caught a glimpse of it, "Nothing, next time don't play fallin people all. sick tau." Jaya.

"If you're doing nothing, don't complain either, right?" Nazeera said with a laugh.

"You...." Guram Jaya's.

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Nazeera is now at his home. An old woman was welcoming them.

"How are you, miss?"

"I'm fine now Onni. Don't worry, huh?" Nazeera said in the old woman's arms.

Onni loved Nazeera very much. He has worked at his home for a long time. He took care of her with love and affection. To Nazeera, Onni already considered him her parents.

"I went inside first, Onni." Pamphitt. After a few steps, Nazeera turned her body towards Jaya.

"Oh yeah Jay, you have breakfast before you go home." Nazeera said to Jaya.

"A good offer. Then I have breakfast before I go home. Free again." Say Jaya while laughing.

"Whose free? Don't SMP well, Already Eat Home." Nazeera.

"This one's a stall? The one who pays it must be at the stall aja time, Zee." Denganah Jaya's.

"Everything is paid for, pay for energy. Clean up the dirty dishes after eating."

"Where to pay using money, if using energy, means the work of his name. Then the work must be on the payroll."

"Yes-iya-iya Madam, ready to do it." Said Jaya laughing.

They're heading for the dining table. Nazeera wants an abuser, but there's still Jaya. Hence, he was accompanying her at this moment. Onni had prepared breakfast for them.

When eating, no one starts a conversation. Silence was created between them. Onni, who used to accompany Nazeera, is not with her.

"Jay. Don't go ahead with yesterday's plan." Nazeera said after eating.

Jaya glanced at Nazeera then smiled. The man took a tissue, "No, today is not counted huh? You take a break."

"You can, Jay." Nazeera.

His words were not written by Jaya. The man just stood up and walked towards the living room.

"Jay? Not SMP." Nazeera Shouts

"Nego Neng. I'm this satiety."

"Nego may, but I also want a nego."

"What nego do you want?" Jaya yawned.

"Catalin a week's appointment." Nazeera said with both hands in front of her chest.

"Yes-yes Mistress. I'll clean the table then." Said Jaya while standing towards the dining table. He did not want the chance for a week to end if Nazeera wanted to cancel her plans.

In the kitchen, Jaya grumbles and speaks for herself. Maybe he's giving Nazeera a haphazard oath.

"Yes Allah, yes Gusti, I'm so alive I chase the princes." Say Jaya slowly.

He's cleaning the table. After he finished he headed to the sink to wash the dishes. "This is my life, oooo this is my life." Senandung Jaya while washing.

Nazeera, who had been watching Jaya, laughed and shook her head to see her behavior.

The man who was focusing on his profession, turned to the source of the voice. He gave a smile and scratched his non-itchy head.

"It looks like I have to open this shop, like Tank Sarang. There's a dishwasher." Nazeera said in the middle of her laughter.

"Puasin aja neng. Satisfied." Say Jaya while drying her hands with a small towel after finishing washing.

"Yes, it's fitting to be named well." Nazeera said. "Where is Tank Jaya." He nodded while laughing loudly. Makes Jaya gemes see it.

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