Pursuing a 30 Day Widower

The real difference

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"Om, sick...."

"Sst! be quiet."

"Om, this hurts."

"No, it doesn't hurt. You shut up, it doesn't hurt."

"Om, no!"

Dean continues to do so even though Zivana continues to ban him, the man ignores Zivana. Even the girl was crying, but Dean still didn't care.

"St! shut up, don't move from your place."

Zivana shook her head again. "Om, don't Ziva beg you!"

Sreettt!!

Zivana closed her eyes, she could not see this. Dean's face was reddened to endure the pain, as no fresh blood flowed on his wrist. The man had drunk a lot of warm water, the temperature in the room was also very cold. Dean thought maybe injuring his wrist could reduce the effect of the stimulant drug, wait is there something he missed? Yes, taking a cold shower, Dean rushed to the bathroom in his room.

"Om, what do you want?" asked Zivana worriedly. The girl followed Dean into the room behind the bookshelf, and there was a door.

The door opened, revealing a minimalist room. Zivana was made to not believe, in the workspace there was a room?

"Why are you following me?" Dean undid his tie, he took off his shirt button.

"Om, what's up? Don't be weird!" zivana Memorial.

Dean growled as Zivana touched him, not knowing he was Dean trying to hold her back. He even hurt himself so as not to do something to this girl, Dean did not want to destroy the life of a girl like Zivana.

"Om, Ziva asked me not to admit to anything strange rich earlier." Zivana touched the man's hand, she grasped it so tightly.

Come, Zivana! Are you stupid or what? Already knowing Dean was under the influence of a stimulant drug, the girl instead touched her sensitive area. The girl rubbed Dean's chest.

"Zivana, stop! I've desperately held back, lest all be in vain." Strictly Darren while throwing the girl's hand.

Zivana retreated when she saw Dean's gaze, that gaze was very different from usual. A look full of passion and lust, really Zivana just realized it. He saw the blushing Dean holding something back, the man left Zivana there.

Dean went into the bathroom, the man was standing under a cold shower. Dean felt the pain as the water soaked his wrist, it felt so sore. Actually Dean felt dizzy in his head, Dean's gaze had started to darken.

Slowly Dean began to lose his consciousness, he fainted under a cold shower. "Ziva," she said before completely losing consciousness.

It's been almost an hour Dean hasn't come out, Zivana panicked herself. Come in, don't go in? The girl was really confused, but she was also very worried. His feelings were not good, he was so worried about Dean in there.

"Of! Om, it's Denger Ziva, right?!" yelled Ziva in front of the bathroom door.

There's no excuse, maybe Dean didn't hear Zivana think. "Om Dean! um!"

With a feeling of worry, Zivana hit the statue on the doorknob. Once, twice, until his fourth attempt there was no result. His hand was injured, but the pain was not worth his worry.

Blow to eight, the door knob successfully opened. Zivana immediately threw the origin of the statue, she ran in.

"Of Dean!"

How surprised he was to see Dean lying on the floor, unconscious. The girl tried to lift Dean's body, with difficulty Zivana managed to take the man out of the bathroom.

"Om up!" Zivana put Dean to bed. The girl saw the wound on Dean's hand, still bleeding apparently.

Zivana searches the P3K box there, after finding it she begins to treat the wound on Dean's wrist. Zivana also found wind oil there, she smeared a little on Dean's nose.

"Om Dean, wake up. Don't make Ziva afraid," he said.

The next instant Dean started to open his eyes, he blinked his eyes many times. Zivana smiled happily at that. "Om Dean,"

Dean came to his senses, it took him a few minutes to regain his full consciousness. He stared fixedly at Zivana's face, his eyes reddened. "Why? Why are you crying?" ask Dean.

Zivana shook her head, she wiped the remaining tears that had involuntarily dripped. The girl developed her smile. "Om, all right?"

"I asked Zivana. Why are you crying?" asked Dean with his face flat.

"Ziva is worried about you. Why did he faint like that? Ziva is really scared. Afraid that Ziva would lose her, "the girl's last words sounded so soft.

A long sigh rang out from Dean, the man asked Zivana to sit beside him. Then unexpectedly, Dean pulls Zivana in his arms. For a moment Zivana's heart stopped beating, it was like a dream.

"I'm doing fine. Don't worry too much about me, just mind yourself." Dean let go of the hug, he looked at Zivana who was also doing the same thing.

"We are different, our world is different. I have a world that you never even imagined, and I'm sure you wouldn't be able to in a world like that." Dean's words sound so confusing according to Zivana, they live on the same earth and also in the same age despite their different ages.

What world does Dean mean? Zivana doesn't understand, it's really very confusing. "I mean om? Ziva doesn't understand."

"You and I are very different. You're a High School girl and I'm a widower" Dean explained, the girl nodded her head knowing it was her problem.

"Ziva doesn't care about that." The girl was so fluent and resolute as she said that, really age and status were not a problem for Zivana.

"But I care." Dean turned his face away, he hates this so much hate. Why are his mind and heart different, why are they opposites.

It felt strange when Dean said that, his heart seemed unwilling. Is it possible that he is starting to like this girl?

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