Passion Love Hot Duda

Episode 32

"Why again?" Ziva asked who was about to take his hand off from Rian's grasp.

"Sit down I want to talk to you." Rian held Ziva's hand and invited him to sit down. Now both of them are sitting next to each other on the bed.

"What's wrong? Hurry up and talk I want to per-" Ziva has not yet finished his words, suddenly Rian silenced his lips with a warm kiss from his lips.

Ziva fell silent, the girl did not respond to a kiss from her husband. All he felt was his heartbeat starting to beat incoherently. Until shortly afterwards Rian also took off the link of his lips smiling.

It was seen how Ziva's reddened face with eyes that were still widened looked at Rian. Slowly then Rian rubbed Ziva's moist lips due to the kiss.

"Tell me, what always makes you mad at me? Am I not treating you here? Or is there something you want from me that you haven't got yet?" Ziva sighed and then turned his face away from Rian's sight.

He looked at the photo of Rian and Namira which was still clearly plastered on the wall of his room. "Is it because our faces are the same then you're so eager to marry me?" He said with a gaze that still led to the big photo of Rian and Namira.

Seeing the gaze of Ziva who continued to look at the wedding photos with Namira, made him a little guess about what the woman was thinking at this time. "Yes, Ziva." Rian's reply immediately distracted Ziva who then turned to look at him. "You're right, Ziva. I married you because you had the same face as her." Rian said with a teary look looking at Namira's photo. "If I may be honest, I still love her very much to this day."

Deghs.

Rian's confession seemed to be so raining against Ziva's heart. I don't know why there are feelings that do not receive when hearing the hsl. It was very desirable for Ziva to admit that he was angry, hated and jealous when he heard her husband who so easily admitted that he still loved his first wife.

Yes, although in reality the wife he still loved was no longer there, but there are still feelings that Ziva cannot admit at this time. And without realizing it now his tears suddenly dripped from both cheeks.

"I want a divorce." Rian turned his head and looked at Ziva who was still sitting beside him. What Ziva said was not something Rian wanted to hear. The man then held onto both of Ziva's shoulders and looked at him very closely. "Did you just say?" Rian asked, wanting to be clearer.

"So let me go and forget what's been done"

"No!" Rian's touch cut off Ziva's speech. The man then stood up and walked over to his wedding photo with Namira. "Whatever happens, I'll never let you walk away from me. Because what do you want to know?" Rian turned his body to look at Ziva back. "Because you're mine, Ziva. And just mine."

"But-"

"Alex!" Again Ziva's words were cut off as Rian loudly shouted out calling his personal assistant's name.

With just one loud call from Rian, soon Alex came and went straight into Rian and Ziva's room. "What's up, Mister?"

"Move this photo to the guest room." Hearing Rian ask Alex to move her wedding photo with Namira, certainly makes Ziva stunned unexpectedly. The girl then moved from her seat and tried to forbid Alex to do what Rian asked.

"Why should I be moved? Just leave it in-"

"Reply move it now, Alex!" Rian jolted hard and Alex quickly took off the large photo from the wall of the room and took it out.

"Sir, why should I be moved? That's-" Rian pulled Ziva's hand and hugged the woman into his arms. "I know you don't like it. Although I still love her but that doesn't mean I can't keep your feelings as my current wife."

Ziva was silent in Rian's arms. Somehow even though he actually did not want the photo moved, but with what Rian did this time it makes him feel happy and happy. This time Ziva felt like he had truly become a wife so cherished by her husband. Yes, although she herself can not guess about the existence of love or not between herself and Rian, her husband.