Pursuing a 30 Day Widower

I like your body, bad girl!

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"Ziva, mommy and papa should go abroad. It's work, you stay at home is okay, right?"

Zivana nodded her smile reassuring her mama. "Yes. Ziva is no problem. Kia nginep can be, ma?"

Mama Zivana nodded in agreement, she rubbed Zivana's hair then returned to her room. The girl closed the door of her room, she was going to call Kia. But, wait isn't this into the splinter for her to get closer to Dean? He can meet Dean at any time without anyone scolding him, that's fine isn't it?

Zivana does not contact Kia, the girl can't wait for her parents to leave. "Yeayy, I'll see Dean when!" her cheering.

The next morning, Zivana's parents leave for Singapore. They'll be home next week, during this week Zivana will be free to move. From skipping school, to chasing a widower.

Just look now the girl is climbing the back fence of the school, as usual it's lunch hour. He had ordered food online, all this time the food he was tasting was all a lie. All the food that he brought every day to Dean's office he ordered via online, he could cook but to cook various types of food every day Zivana could not do it.

"Sir Arzan!" exclaimed Zivana when he arrived at the office, he happened to see Arzan in the parking area. Zivana ran up to the man, she looked around looking for Dean.

"Where's Dean?" looking back and forth, Arzan shook his head.

"Mr Dean inside Miss. You want to see her?" Zivana nodded, hurriedly the girl pulled Arzan in to enter.

"Sir Arzan, come on! Zivana wants to see Dean" he whined when Arzan didn't move.

Arzan seemed to be fondling something, the man seemed to be confused. He looked at Zivana who was also now staring at him, really his face was so transparent Arzan could not bear to see it.

"Miss, sir there's an important guest. Better see the master after the guest's out." Arzan said carefully, he chose a word that Zivana could understand easily without refuting again.

The girl was silent for a moment, then she nodded in agreement. "OKAY. Now that we're in, wait for the guest to come out inside."

Arzan had no choice but to approve the girl, they would wait in the waiting room. Arzan looked at Denisa who was passing by them, she used sign language on the woman. Denisa, who does not understand, looks upset with Arzan.

"Sorry, Mr. Arzan. You ask anything? please use human language, not monkey language like that." Tukas Denisa is so sharp.

Arzan growled stifled, Denisa very unable to cooperate. As a result Zivana stared at her full of investigation, was she lied to?

"Why? Mr. Arzan lied to Ziva?" look at Zivana while looking at Arzan so sharply.

Arzan scratched his nape that was not itchy, he looked at Denisa who was now staring fiercely at him.

"Are you lying to her?" ask Denisa to Zivana.

"Said Mr. Arzan, Dean again there is an important guest." Answer Zivana.

Denisa stared at Arzan at a glance, the man was seen giving the code. Denisa got confused, she looked at the girl in front of her. "That's not an important guest. But that's his ex-wife, Dean, why?"

Denisa fucking! Arzan pointed his middle finger at Denisa, then he chased after Zivana who had run towards Dean's room. Meanwhile Denisa who just understood the circumstances, also ran. Don't let there be a commotion, what else Arzan looks annoyed at him.

"What look-look?!" cynical Adeeva to the girl, Zivana looks indifferent even though in a pretty hot heart.

"That's his chest in the lid, look out. I also have no in the umbar." As Zivana said, the girl came forward and purposely nudged Adeeva on the shoulder. Seen Zivana who entered the Dean's room, Adeeva was confused to see her.

"Rancid boy." Bump Adeeva while walking away.

Meanwhile, Arzan and Denisa are seen peering behind the wall. The two breathed a sigh of relief when something they feared had not happened, earlier they were so afraid of a commotion considering Zivana the bar-bar and Adeeva who did not want to lose.

"The former candidate, both attached." Denisa mutters.

The atmosphere in Dean's room felt like a sudden heat, Zivana stared intently at the man who was now sitting on his oversized bench. Dean was surprised when he saw Zivana coming in, did the girl meet Adeeva outside? But that girl doesn't know Adeeva, does she? hhuuufff! Dean sounded a sigh of relief.

"Om, don't you like Ziva?" suddenly tanyanya. Dean flinched instead of playing, he saw Zivana who was now approaching.

"Whatchu mean? You know I've never liked you" said Dean, still trying to calm down.

Zivana's getting closer, she let go of her school tie. The girl is seen taking off her hairband, her long hair is seen in flickering. What do you want this girl?

The girl pulled Dean to face her, she turned the chair that Dean was sitting on. Zivana puts one hand on the table, the other hand pulls Dean's tie.

"Om sure?" Zivana took her hand off the man's tie, Dean started to catch his breath. "What, um sure?" the girl took off one button of her upper uniform.

"What are you doing? Stop doing nothing like this" Dean said.

Zivana put her hand on the man's chest, she fumbled the chest area of Dean's field. The girl sat on Dean's lap, Zivana's hand moving again disrespectfully. The girl pulled Dean's tie so loose, she unbuttoned the top of the man's shirt.

"Stop my word!" dean started to feel the heat on him.

Zivana did not stop the girl even more vigorous, she drew an abstract on the man's chest. Dean growled inwardly, what else did the girl keep moving in her lap. Dean's hands seemed clenched, the man held himself back.

"Om, still don't like Ziva?" zivana asked as she continued to draw abstracts on Dean's chest.

Dean held the girl's hand, she drew closer to Zivana. "I like your body, bad girl."

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Btw the title of the chapter is very long ya😂 Gak papa is yes, the important content of his️ Bikin hot cold that ticks 😭😌