Pursuing a 30 Day Widower

Chapter 20's

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2 weeks passed.....

"Om, you're coming to Ziva's graduation, right?" asked Zivana with a mouth full of ice cream.

"I'll do it." Dean's Law.

Both of them were in one of the malls in the city, Zivana invited Dean to shop. The girl is looking for clothes for prom night, tomorrow is her graduation.

Oh, dad! Zivana's grades weren't as perfect as Dean's, but the girl managed to graduate school.

Zivana is still cool looking for clothes that according to her fit, the girl also endlessly ate her ice cream. Dean patiently continued to follow the girl, although sometimes he was caught off guard by Zivana's behavior.

"I have to go to the office, call me when it's over." Dean was suddenly about to leave, Zivana held her hand.

"Follow," whined Zivana while holding Dean's hand. "The book will be nitip mama at the boutique, Ziva wants to come to the office."

Dean sighed, is 2 hours not enough time to choose the right clothes?

"Om, is Ziva coming?" Zivana shook Dean's arm like a child.

"Yes." Yeah." That's all Dean said, they came out of the mall.

Trust me in Dean's heart to curse this girl, Dean's 2 hours were wasted. If you think about anything Dean would take this girl, Dean really feels himself a fool this time.

The car they were riding in arrived at Dean's office, there was actually no job that was too important. Arzan could finish it, only Dean was tired of following Zivana in the mall.

The two entered Dean's room, all the way to the room Zivana's hand continued to curl beautifully on Dean's arm. The staff there were already used to seeing that, many of them were envious. But, there are also those who like this different age couple.

"Master, Miss. Please." Arzan opened the door for both of them.

"Sir, Mr. Alderic came here. He's talking about a contract with our company." Arzan said as Dean sat in his chair.

"What's wrong? Hasn't the cooperation been agreed?" asked Dean in wonder.

Arzan was seen fondling something, he looked at Zivana who was now sitting in the soup. The girl looked relaxed while playing her phone, but Arzan was sure she was listening to them.

"Just talk, the girl won't open her mouth to outsiders." Said Dean who understood Arzan's expression.

Arzan nodded, he began to explain. "Mr Alderic is looking for Miss Adeeva. She knew her ex-husband's master, the last time they were together at Mr. Bian's party was."

Dean knitted his two eyebrows in confusion. "Why lookin' here?"

"Miss Adeeva disappeared after the party that night. Staff there said Ms Adeeva was resting in one of the rooms, but she was not there. That night you also took a break in one of the rooms there, didn't you? maybe that's why Alderic came here." Arzan.

Dean nodded in understanding, the man glanced at the girl who was now sitting while playing with a cell phone. "Was there anyone other than the two of us that night?" dean asked Zivana.

Zivana who was listening to the conversation of the two immediately shook her head. That night there was only him and Dean in the room, but no idea in the other room.

"Tell Alderic to ask Bian. That woman works at Bian's, doesn't she?" said Dean.

But by the way some time lately, Bian no longer comes to see her. I don't know where the father of one child, usually always come for business that is not even important.

Not to bother, Adeeva is no longer Dean's business. Arzan resigned, better he continued his work rather than be confused guessing the existence of Adeeva.

"Om, Ziva wants to ask you something. Can you?" zivana said suddenly after Arzan came out.

Zivana approached Dean, the girl standing at the side. "Om, really don't know where my ex-wife is right now?"

"No." Decisive Dean.

Zivana stared in full view. "Om serious, right? No more lying to Ziva, right?"

"No Zivana, why would I lie. He and I have nothing to do anymore." Bright Dean.

Zivana nodded in understanding, the girl was very curious about where her rival was going. I hope to go somewhere far away and never come back.

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Once in the morning Zivana was ready, this time mama Zivana called MUA to the house just to decorate Zivana. It's a special day for Zivana, so everything has to look perfect. Zivana with the kebaya she chose in one of her mama's friend's boutiques looks very pretty. Without make up just beautiful, what else later after in make up. This girl really inherited her mama's beauty.

"It's beautiful, what needs to be made up?" mua's Goda will decorate Zivana.

"Tante can, Ziva needs to be polished tan. I want to get rich in gini." Zivana Sahut.

It took a few minutes to apply makeup on the girl's face, and the results were very satisfying. Zivana who is already beautiful, looks very beautiful after added make up. Not too thick because Zivana does not like thick makeup, but can make anyone will not look away.

"Mama's son is so pretty." Mama Zivana was so amazed to see her daughter.

"I am beautiful as a descendant of my mother."

Their faces are both beautiful, even mama Zivana always looks younger than her age. But, despite having a charming beauty both do not really have a similar face. They are beautiful with a distinctive cri each face, only the lips and nose of the girl look like her papa.

"Come on, we'll be late." The two of them came out of the room together.

In front there is papa Zivana and the car is ready to go, compared to Zivana his parents are much happier.

"Papa's son, very pretty. Papa till pangling." Praise papa Zivana with her admiration.

"And papa's son with mom is definitely beautiful. Isn't it ma?" Zivana looked at the mama who was smiling sweetly at her.

"Pretail darling. You're beautiful because you're a mama's boy," either because today's special moment or what, suddenly mama Zivana's a little melow.

The woman's eyes glazed over, she stared fixedly at Zivana's pretty face. This girl is very, very pretty, what else are her beautiful eyes with plump eyelashes. Zivana is like the only beautiful girl in this world, Resa mama Zivana is endlessly praising the beauty that her daughter has.

'You're beautiful, baby, so beautiful. You two are very similar.' His inner.

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