Pursuing a 30 Day Widower

Chapter 29's

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"Zivanna!"

Hearing someone calling her, Zivana who was just about to enter the taxi looked back. A middle-aged woman in a black dress who looked so elegant, stood right behind her. The figure he had wanted to meet all along, to spill all of his heart. His gratitude, his apology and many more things he wanted to say.

"Ma___" that word that he used to say so smoothly, now became so difficult he threw. 'The word 'Mama' she spoke for the first time while learning to speak, a word but it had an infinite meaning.

Now that he could no longer say that word to this woman, he lost his right to a reality. Of course you know very well who that woman is, yes she resa.

"Why did you come here? making noise?" ask Resa.

Zivana then lowered her gaze, so Resa was also at the party? This woman must have witnessed the commotion as well.

"You're really good at making a mess. I'm ashamed of myself, how could I have raised a child like you." Resa's words are full of hate.

Resa's gaze, once so shady and warm, now became so cold and filled with hatred. "Cihh! you really look like your mother." Resa screeched, and again called the late mother Zivana.

Zivana clenched her hands, she did not like hearing bad things about her mother. He also did not want to answer Resa's words, he did not want Resa to get angry with him. Zivana desperately held herself back from speaking rudely, she understood why Resa hated her mother so much.

"My aunt please, don't keep involving my mother in every conversation we have. Let my mother rest in peace." Zivana said by changing the style of speech to formal, he also no longer called Resa mama.

"How can I let a woman who has ruined my happiness rest in peace?" reply Resa.

Trying not to lose control, Zivana tries not to listen to Resa's words. Whatever Resa's attitude now, she is still a woman who has a kindness that is not necessarily in the possession of other women. She takes care of Zivana like her daughter, but she is the daughter of her husband's affair.

"I apologize for everything, forgive all my mother's sins to my aunt. Let my mother rest easy." Zivana put her hands together, she apologized to Resa.

Resa turned her face away, she didn't like to see that. His heart became stone because old wounds re-emerged, it used to be his heart that made him accept everything but now it is also the heart that makes him hate everything.

"I hate you and your mother so much. Because of you I lost my happiness, because of your presence I suffered." Said Resa who was suddenly emotional, he pushed Zivana's shoulder so that the girl continued to rewind her body.

"I lost my son because of you! I suffered so much, the wounds that your mother caused cannot be healed!" Resa's emotional outburst returned.

Zivana resigned as Resa continued to push her, nor did she dodge. He let Resa do it, there was no intention to retaliate.

"You know? I am the saddest woman. Know why? Because I accepted my husband's affair with another woman, even I received their daughter's affair!" Exclaimed Resa who continued to vent her frustration.

"Ziva I'm sorry, sorry!" that was all he could say now.

Platkk!!!

Platkk!!!

Platkk!!!

Three slaps in a row from Resa, a slap so hard. The corners of Zivana's lips even spit out a little blood. Outraged Resa even let out more energy, she was about to slap Zivana back in the face but that intention she paled when she saw the girl wipe the blood from the corner of her lips.

"Why stop? slap again, let's slap again!" shouted Zivana who was fed up with everything, the girl wiped her tears.

"Slap again, if according to the aunt it can avenge the pain that aunty felt all along." Zivana.

Resa looked at the girl before him, she was sorry to see her but the anger and wounds in her past closed it all down. He again raised his hand, Zivana who was ready to receive the slap closed her eyes.

Platkk!!!

The sound of her slap was so loud, even Zivana squeezed her clothes. But, something's weird. Why doesn't he feel pain? Slowly the girl opened her eyes, her mouth wide open at the sight of what was happening.

Resa was seen holding her red cheeks, there was a red mark of a slap mark there. What makes Zivana even more incredulous is, when she sees the culprit. He's not dreaming, is he?

"Om Dean?" the parrot doesn't believe it.

Meanwhile, the perpetrator who is none other than Dean, looks so hot. It was obvious how furious Dean was right now, the man's breathing was hunting. Somehow Dean was there.

"You lose the rights to Zivana, by the time you let her go from home. Since then, neither you nor your husband is no longer his parents. There is no connection between you right now, so think better when you want to do something about it. Because of me, will never tolerate any of that."

Every word that came out of Dean's mouth was filled with emphasis. He could no longer remain silent, the words he spoke were not playful. He did not care who the woman who was now standing before him, which he obviously just wanted to protect his girl.

"Come on!" Dean pulls Zivana who is now just speechless, he takes the girl away. Still silent, Zivana followed where Dean was taking her. They get into a parked car not far from there, Arzan opens the door for both of them.

"Ar, move!" dean's word is nodding his head by Arzan.

"Om Dean," call him again, but Dean's still not paying attention.

Dean chose to lean his back, the man was also seen closing his eyes. His face displays a sense of tiredness, if noticed also like his Dean lack of sleep. His eye bags are clearly visible, and also black.

"Om tired, huh? Ziva's a pijitin?" zivana's tiny hands stretched out to massage Dean's arms. The man let Zivana and her activities, but he also did not give any response.

Zivana didn't give up, she switched to rubbing Dean's face slowly. "Om definitely lack of rest, why did not om say that he had returned to Indonesia?"

Dean stopped Zivana's hand, he threw the tiny hand out of her face. Of course Zivana was surprised, what else was seeing Dean's face with his creepy gaze.

"Is it important now?" asked Dean sarcastically.

"What do you mean? Of course it's important, Ziva also has to know when to go home." Zivana said, the girl was a little scared as her eyes looked into Dean's eyes.

"Who gave you the right to do that?" dean's question sounded like a slap to Zivana.

"Om, what do you mean? Ziva's..." The girl had already let out her tears, she was so sick when she heard such words from Dean.

Dean rubbed his face roughly, he was completely screwed up at the moment. His mind was in a mess right now, subconsciously he was hurting himself by making the girl cry. Slowly Dean moved to hug Zivana, the man was still silent but his hands tightly hugged Zivana's tiny body. He rubbed Zivana's back to calm her down.

"Sorry," just that one word that Zivana heard from Dean's mouth, Zivana hurriedly shook her head when she heard Dean apologize.

"Son, it should be Ziva who apologizes. I'm sorry Ziva lied to you, Ziva didn't tell me." Zivana said regretfully, she turned her head to look at Dean's face. "But, Ziva can explain everything. Why does Ziva not tell the same story," he continued.

"There is no need to explain anything. Maybe it's all my own fault, I don't seem convincing so you don't believe me. I might look lame, or I look no__"

The girl's index finger was perched sweetly on Dean's lips, Dean's words were cut off because of that. "Don't say that, Ziva doesn't like it. Om, Ziva can clear everything."

Looking at Dean who even averted his eyes, he also put away the index finger of the girl. I don't know, he's not feeling okay right now. There were a lot of things he was thinking about, and it bothered him a lot.

"Ar, stop in front." He said that immediately made Zivana stare full of question marks. Arzan stopped his car at Dean's request.

"Why stop?" zivana asked, but Dean didn't answer.

"Take him home." Now that Zivana was getting dumbfounded, she looked at Dean who was about to get off the car.

Was he so angry, that he didn't want one car with him?

"Om," Zivana blocked his arm, Dean again removed the check.

"Go home, I need some time." Dean said and got out of the car.

Zivana was about to come down as well, but Arzan stopped her. Arzan knows, Dean needs time and it's not good that Zivana is forcing him to talk to him at the moment. There will be, Dean will issue words or even unpleasant treatment because of emotions.

"Miss, let. Mr. Dean needs time, he's screwed up right now." Arzan.

"But____"

"Miss, you know everything. He just needs time to accept all that." Said Arzan who immediately made Zivana silent.

"You all? What Dean___" Zivana thinks is not good right now, but she pleads that everything she thinks doesn't happen.

"No Miss, sir don't bother about your parents. Sir, just feel guilty about leaving when you need it. He's mad at himself, therefore let master Dean settle down first." Arzan again.

Zivana was silent no longer denied, but the guilt of the fabric spread. He really didn't mean to keep everything a secret, but he was just afraid Dean would hate him. He also intends to tell her everything when Dean returns, but it turns out that everything is beyond his expectations.

"I'm just afraid he'll hate me" said Zivana.

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...Hello, up here!...

Om Dean dong😂 comeback but om Dean sat set yes, don't use a lot of talk direct slap back😂

So, whose team are you on? Om Dean what's Boss Gio?🙈🤣