Reply Revenge Wedding Line

There's something weird

Razan, who saw his wife acting strangely, shook her head as she walked into the bathroom.

"Let'soo!" zevila shouted in the bathroom.

Hearing the screams from his wife, Razan was shocked when she was about to climb onto the bed. Fortunately, his laptop did not fall to the floor.

Full of annoyance, Razan went straight to the bathroom.

"Woi! you can be quiet, you are. It's noisy! tau."

"Not worried about cake, what cake, his wife's horrors scream hysterically even maki-maki, nyebelin really. No, not sensitive."

"They're weird parts. Shouts for no reason, why are you yelling, ha?"

Instead of answering, Zevila instead.

"I broke down, move aside!"

"Eh. Don't don't don't don't. It's good to play break down, there's a moment it turns into a crocodile, horrified he admitted. It's good, the tent is far from expectations. Not lucky, I'm lucky."

"Keep, why are you yelling, ha! Anyone who wants to take a chance, chuckle. You think you're pretty, still pretty."

"Udah already, eneg long-long talk with Kak Razan. Right now, grab a towel. Wet the towel, fell down."

"Yes yes yes, bawel. Then take a shower first, later if you have finished bathing, you just call me, then I will get it." Razan from the outside.

Zevila who could do nothing, could only recede and take a shower immediately. Razan herself sat back on the couch playing her phone, also waiting for her wife to finish her bath.

Not so long while waiting, finally heard the sound of the door being pounded from inside the bathroom.

"Sister Razan, where's the towel?"

Zevila called for her husband while taking out her hand through the opening of the door that was opened not so tenuous.

"Now" replied Razan and poked her towel at the wife.

Zevila, who was relieved, immediately closed the door. While Razan herself came out of the room, she deliberately came out because she did not want to make his wife uncomfortable. Moreover, both like tomy and jerry, of course there will only be debate and debate. So, the only way to give up, he thought.

Zevila who had just come out of the bathroom, wailed, afraid that there was a husband who suddenly nongol in front of her.

"Sister Razan, where's Brother Razan?"

Zevila repeatedly called her husband in tears. Also, observe the contents in the room space.

"Sister Razan, brother, where is Brother?"

Instantly, Zevila glared as the door was opened by her husband.

"Key from the inside, if you want to sleep, just sleep."

"So, where's Razan going to sleep?" ask Zevila.

"Don't ask a lot, the end is also used as a bolster with you. Come on, put your clothes on. Don't forget to lock the door" Razan replied and turned around, then closed the door again.

Zevila herself felt strange, there was also a little relief that her husband did not sleep in one room with her. But it was all impossible, he thought Zevila. More clearly Razan asked to marry him, which certainly Zevila was full of curiosity about her husband, namely the purpose of marrying him.

Not wanting to rush her husband into the room, Zevila quickly put on her clothes. Razan herself was already in the kitchen, then she opened the fridge and picked up something workable.

"Sir, it's almost late at night, you haven't slept?" ask one of his home assistants.

"Loh, that's Auntie's job. Let Auntie know, sir. Meningan Sir just wait in the room, later let Aunt anterin." Said the home assistant.

"No need, Bi, let me. As soon as Auntie takes a break, I can do it myself. In the evening too, it's Auntie's time to rest, because tomorrow morning Aunt also has to get up early for work." Razan herself refused.

"But, Mister-"

Razan flicked her hand, a sign to expel her home assistant to leave the kitchen immediately.

"Well, sir, then Auntie excuse me," he said.

Razan nodded her head.

'Mr. Razan has never changed, always working alone after curfew, just like Mr. Arival and Mrs. If only everything was complete, Mr. Razan would not be cruel to others.' The inner home assistant who still survives his job.

Not wanting to be angered by her employer, Bi Ningrum immediately left the kitchen.

Now, Razan is alone in the kitchen, which is busy making her favorite fish soup.

"Sister Razan, what else? I'm like this chef, brother," call Rivan who suddenly enters the kitchen.

Razan smiled as she poured her fish into the pot.

"At least I didn't starve my wife, why? instead of sleeping, why are you in the kitchen?"

"It's okay, I just got home. Coincidentally also my stomach is rumbling, can ya ask for fish soup. It looks good, let alone weather like this, good cake."

Razan did not respond, and chose to focus on cooking her fish soup.

Not so long to cook the soup, finally cooked too. Then, Razan took her fish soup two bowls, and was immediately taken to her room. While Rivan who can not hold the stomach rumbling, immediately take the soup and enjoy it with a fairly hot sauce.

Zevila, who was unable to sleep, could hear if anyone knocked on the door. Afraid of getting scolded, immediately rushed to open it.

"That's a big bullet for you, just open the door too, it's kind of coming down the stairs. Here take it, my hand is aching."

Zevila instantly received a tray containing two bowls of fish soup.

"You must be hungry, eat. Sorry, I just made you soup, because it's just a quick way to prop up the stomach, even if it's just fish soup mixed with tofu doang." Razan said as she walked towards the seat.

"It's okay, thank you, brother, have made fish soup for me."

"In your bedroom, I cooked the soup because I was hungry, so don't be piqued."

Razan immediately sold expensive in front of his wife. In fact, he just forgot, if he just said that he made soup for the wife.

'Defuse me! he said make soup for me, but now another word. This guy really sucks. Aish! wasn't it my purpose to marry her, to seek revenge. Why be deceived by his kindness. Remember Zevila, remember, you must remember your purpose, which is to destroy her life, and eliminate her people. Remember, he's good not necessarily good. Could it be, all he did was just his play.' Inner Zevila who was trying to be wary of her own husband.

Razan, who saw his wife daydreaming, tried to wave her hand to wake up from her daydream.

"Why are you daydreaming? want to eat this fish soup? uh?"

Zevila did not answer him at all, immediately grabbed a bowl and enjoyed the fish soup until it was not tasted until the fish soup was finished. Razan, who saw his wife feeding herself, swallowed her saliva with difficulty.

"Well done, I'm going to sleep." With a ketus, Zevila immediately rose from her position, and went to the bathroom to perform the ritual before going to bed.

Razan as her husband who felt strange with his wife, can only shake his head in wonder.