Passion Love Hot Duda

Episode 05's

"Namira kau-" Realizing that Ziva was no longer in front of him, Rian rushed after him. "Damn it, where did the girl go!" Umpat Rian while running after Ziva.

Meanwhile Ziva with all his strength continued to run out of his workplace to avoid Rian, a foreign man he considered crazy for always calling him Namira.

"Is he still after me?" With a breath of breath Ziva turned his head back to make sure that Rian no longer chased after him.

"I think it's safe, but I'd better go home because I'm sure the guy's still here." Ziva also walked by holding his waist that felt sore because he had to run with legs that still wear higlsnya.

"Taxi." Shouted Ziva with his floor while stopping the taxi car. As soon as the taxi stopped, Ziva got into the taxi.

"Sir, take me to Panti Asih." Nara said and without answering her, the taxi driver began to drive his car.

"Huh..had good thing I could run away from that crazy shitty CEO, haiihhh." Ziva took off one by one his higls and leaned back on the car couch while adjusting his breathing.

30 Minutes later, the taxi stopped and Ziva, who had fallen asleep, woke up when he felt the speed of the vehicle had stopped.

"Well, this is not a couch" Ziva's words came to a halt when someone sitting at the steering wheel removed his mask and hat and turned to Ziva.

"You again?" Ziva said in disbelief. Yes, how could someone Ziva thought was a taxi driver turn out to be a man he thought was crazy before. And of course who else would that man be if not Rian, the crazy man who has since mentioned Ziva as Namira.

"Why did you bring this taxi!" Ask Ziva with his regret.

Rian was just staring at Ziva while throwing a smile and then get off the taxi he was driving.

Clack.

Rian opens the car door for Ziva and asks the girl to get off immediately. "Get out now."

"No way!" Said Ziva curiously then shifted his seat further away from Rian standing up. "Get out now or I'll force you in a way you'll never expect." Rian said with a slight threat.

"One. two... ti-"

"Let's come with me." Said Rian who then just pulled Ziva's hand.

"Eittss...wait a minute!" Strangled Ziva by pulling back Rian's hand. "Where are you taking me! I want to go home to sa-" New Ziva will leave but quickly Rian pulled back Ziva's hand.

"Who let you go, huh?" Raising one eyebrow while grinning, Rian quickly raised Ziva's slender body on his shoulder and carried him into his magnificent Mansion.

"Hey what are you doing! Lower me!" Shouted Ziva while beating Rian's back.

"Please.. whoever help me!" With all his might Ziva shouted but not a single person was willing to help him. Ziva was laughed at by all of Rian's men who were watching around his Mansion.

And when Rian's room came, Ziva was sent down. "Shut up here and never try to get away from me." Said Rian who was about to leave Ziva in his room.

"Wait a minute!" Ziva quickly confronted Rian by stretching out his hands. "Why did you bring me here? What mistake? Is it because I've spilled hot coffee in your pants or-"

Rian stopped Ziva's words by pulling his hand and then throwing it on the bed, and quickly Rian directly overstretched Ziva's body to make the girl instantly not dare to twitch in the slightest.

"Still want to talk a lot? A hum?" Ziva shook his head quickly as he tried to swallow his saliva with great difficulty.

"It's good, so stay here obediently and you'll be fine." Rian went up from Ziva's body and left Ziva in the room.

Seeing Rian leave, Ziva sat down with a long sigh. "Why did he bring me here? What's wrong with me?" Ziva murmured as he looked around the large room of Rian's pure white.

As Ziva looked around Rian's room, his gaze suddenly shifted to a large photo that was plastered in the walled room. "This photo." Ziva touched the picture frame by looking at a picture of a couple there.

"Why does his face look so much like mine?" Ziva touches the photo of a woman who looks very similar to him.

And that's right, the photo of the woman that Ziva thinks is very similar to him is a photo of Namira, Rian's previous wife who died 3 years ago.

"Is it because of this face that she brought me here?" Ziva murmured by continuing to pay attention to Namira's face behind the bride's photo that was plastered in Rian's room walled.