Pursuing a 30 Day Widower

Chapter 32's

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The blue sky today looks so beautiful, in recent days the weather is very bright as bright as Zivana feels. After some time ago the bad day arrived, now maybe a better life is approaching. Although her problems and both her parents do not yet have a bright spot to reconcile, living outside alone makes Zivana more mature. He does not blame anyone, nor does he hate anyone. He understood it all took time, and he couldn't continue to grieve because of it either.

Today Zivana is working as usual, it has been three days since her talks with Gio the man no longer came to the cafe. For the employees there it is not strange, because indeed Gio came just to check the report on the development of caffe. Zivana too, he did not think of anything strange about Gio.

"Ziva, caffe's gonna be closed next week." Said Sandra who was sitting with her chin up.

"Loh, why?" shocked Zivana.

"Sir Gio wants to continue his family's company." Sandra looks so moody, the caffe will be shut down and they have to find another job.

Just like Sandra, Zivana also looks moody. Finding another job is not easy, what else Zivana who only has a High School diploma. Moreover, Zivana was unwilling to rely on anyone else.

"Where do you want to work after this?" zivana's question was answered by Sandra's head.

"Not yet, I'm probably going back to Bandung." Answer Sandra.

Zivana becomes more and more confused, she has no home to go home to. She has no parents, besides Zivana is just about to raise money to apply for college. "I don't have a home to go to." Zivana said with a blank look.

Sandra, who was daydreaming, looked directly at Zivana, she forgot that Zivana was now living alone. She was still lucky to have parents, so Sandra felt sorry for the girl sitting opposite her.

"You want to come with me to Bandung? You can rest, refresh your brain and who knows you can mate there." Sandra.

"Ngaco you, who would want to be with me? family I don't have." Sahut Zivana shaking her head.

"Don't get me wrong, the landlords in my village are many. They have many wives, and most importantly do not mind the seedlings bebet weights." Sandra said as she chuckled amusedly looking at Zivana's flat face.

"Your sauces!!" zivana.

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Arzan had to replace Dean for a meeting with one of the clients, the man in a blue dongker suit was walking half a run to avoid his scorching sunshine. Arzan went into a caffe that was made a meeting place today, someone was waiting for him there.

Today Dean had to go home because his father had fallen ill, and all the work was on Arzan. Just like now, Arzan runs a meeting with one of the clients.

"Before I wanted to convey an apology from my superior, Mr. Dean was unable to attend today." Arzan.

"It doesn't matter Mr. Arzan, I understand. Today I also represent my superiors." The man's law.

Arzan had thought for a moment, he thought that in front of him this is the new director of JH Group turned out he was wrong. "Ah, so it seems. It's good to see you."

The two began to talk about the purpose of their meeting, both Arzan and the person from JH Group looked so serious. They're not the leaders of the company, but they're working so hard as if it's their own company that they're going to develop. The conversation of the two stopped because they were both distracted by a caffe waiter.

"Miss?" Arzan was a little surprised, when Zivana delivered their order. But, he was quite grateful that there was no Dean.

Zivana smiled faintly, she was also shocked to see Arzan there. Just like Arzan he's also grateful there's no Dean. If there's a man, it's not sure what's going to happen. Maybe Dean will be embarrassed or he will do something unexpected, even though he already knows Zivana works in caffe but still when he sees firsthand how Zivana works Dean may not accept. Given the nature of a Dean, it is impossible for Dean to be silent when he sees Zivana serving visitors what else is delivering his order as well.

"Excuse me," said Zivana.

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Arzan looked at the girl who called out to him, the man in the blue dongker suit shut the door of the car he had just opened. "What's wrong, miss?"

"Ah, is that can I ask you something?" zivana said with a bit of hesitation.

Arzan nodded. "Please miss,"

"Can you help me find a job? Maybe you have an acquaintance, or a brother who needs labor." Zivana said expectantly.

Arzan knitted his brows in wonder, instead this girl was already working at the caffe. "Who are you looking for a job for?"

"Me" said Zivana as she squeezed her hand. "This cafe will be closed."

"Why don't you ask Dean for a job. I think in such a big office, it would require a big workforce as well." Arzan's suggestion is exactly what Zivana had suspected.

"That___ I can't do it. I don't want to depend on someone, you know that if I work there, Dean will treat me excessively. I don't want her to be the office staff's talk because of me." Zivana.

Arzan understands very well, he thinks the same. But, seeing Zivana who like him really needs the help of Arzan was not hearty. "I'll call after I get a good job."

Zivana smiled happily hearing that, she would be deeply indebted to Arzan. "Thank you, thank you! Call me, and tell me the good news."

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Zivana ran across the street, the girl was ready for bed but suddenly Dean asked her to meet. In a nightgown wrapped in a pink cardigan, Zivana walks into a restaurant. There may be a lot of people who look at her strangely, but she doesn't care.

The girl approached Dean at the table near the entrance, with Zivana's breath still wheezing before Dean. "Om, what's wrong? Om okay, right? Oh, how's papa om Dean doing?"

"Please first." Said Dean who was responded to the horse's grin by Zivana.

Dean looked at Zivana with a hard-to-art look, even the girl felt a little awkward because of that look. Turning to Arzan who was sitting next to Dean, Zivana tried to ask something through her gesture but Arzan just put his shoulder around.

"Let's get married." Dean said so easily, the man looked relaxed as he said that.

After Zivana and Arzan were dumbfounded, even the girl repeated the table in shock.

"I mean om___ married___? married what? Ziva doesn't understand?"

...****...

...Hello, up!!!...

..."Let's marry!"...

..."Let's marry!"...

..."Let's marry!"...

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...Come on ready² condensed!!!!😂😂...