Pursuing a 30 Day Widower

Chapter 33

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"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?"

Zivana closed her eyes as Dean brought their faces closer, it felt like Zivana's heart was about to jump out. Just a few inches away, suddenly a loud voice from the phone went into the air.

Drrrrtt!!!!

Kinggg!!!!! Krringgg!!! Kinggg!!!

Zivana opened her eyes, the girl grabbed her cell phone and turned off the alarm. It's 5 in the morning, the next second Zivana comes to her senses, she's in bed. Then Dean's meeting and marriage invitation was it just a dream?

"Oh my God, the dream turned out." Zivana. He rubbed his face with both hands, kneading his temples softly.

The dream was real, Zivana still couldn't believe it was all just a dream. Last night maybe he thought too much about Dean to get carried away by a dream.

"The alarm is very noisy, if you know my dreams monasteries just sound continues. It's a dream I'm disturbed in, which I haven't answered." His grunt.

Zivana rushes to clean her body, she must get ready to leave for the caffe. Maybe today he will also start looking for work elsewhere, he is also waiting for news from Arzan.

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"Why did you just say it was Ar? I'm getting more and more wondering, what's the point of me?" Dean clenched his hands, he felt himself to be extremely unreliable.

Arzan recounts the situation of Zivana who is currently in need of a new job vacancy. At first he intended to keep it a secret, but after he thought back Dean should know. It's possible that the exit will be easier to find when Dean finds out, so there's no harm in Arzan telling everything.

"Miss Zivana doesn't want to trouble you sir" said Arzan, explaining Zivana's unease.

"After the problems with his parents, then now his work problems. Why do I always know nothing? I don't think he needs me."

Arzan looked at Dean who was sitting with a face full of disappointment, it felt like he could not bear and regretted telling everything. "Sorry sir, I don't mean to keep her secret from you."

Dean was silent for a moment, the man seemed to be thinking hard. Zivana needs a place to live, she needs protection and she also needs people to be friends sharing everything. Dean had thought about their future before, but he was a little hesitant considering that Zivana was a long way from him.

"Ar, what do you think I should do? following her desire to let her fend for herself, or do something I've been thinking about all this time?"

Arzan looked seriously at his boss, the man who was two years younger than Dean thought for a moment. "What do you think, sir?"

"His wife." Dean looked relaxed, the man was now staring at Arzan who was staring at him with his mouth open.

"Shut your mouth." The newly awakened Arzan shut his mouth, the man gave Dean goosebumps.

How not, Arzan opened his mouth wide. Now Arzan was smiling indistinctly, the man was mentally ill according to Dean.

"Do what you've been thinking, sir. That's the best way, I totally agree." Arzan became more excited than ever, the man looked so happy.

Dean knitted his brows, here what should be excited was that he was not Arzan. Why is Arzan so excited?

"Why are you so excited? What's gonna get Zivana's wife to you?"

"Sorry sir," Arzan bowed respectfully, the man turned his face flat again.

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Zivana felt strange when she saw the smile on Arzan's face, the man suddenly picked himself up after work. Surprisingly Arzan's flat face looked different, the man showed a smile that he had never shown so far.

"You healthy sir? Maybe Mr. Arzan needs some time off." Zivana said a little.

"I'm healthy, miss, I'm very healthy."

"It's not my smile miss, a smile alone is much more sinister than this."

Zivana was shocked by Arzan's confession. Very creepy? His hair goosebumps suddenly, is this Arzan a creature so-genesis?

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Dean sat in his great chair while propping up his chin, he was really nervous right now. Should he kneel before Zivana and propose to the girl with a rose?

"No, no. That's too market. That kind of style has been done a lot by others, I want to be different."

Dean looks at the tall building visible from his room, does he have to buy an apartment for Zivana as a sign of his love?

"Will you marry me? Look at that building, if you marry me that building will be yours." Dean speaks alone, he's training to propose to Zivana.

"Hisses! this sounds like an old jacka om-om, who wants to marry a duitan-eyed woman." Dean shook his head, he couldn't do that either.

Even though he is a widower, the age of him and Zivana is far different still doing it does not feel right. We marry because we love each other, not because of money.

"Oh, it's old." Zivana suddenly walked in and laughed at Dean's shocked face. "When you're practicing proposing to me?" the girl looks up and down her eyebrows teasing Dean.

Dean looked at the closed door again, fortunately there was no Arzan or anything else he could be ashamed of. But even so, he still felt very embarrassed to be caught by Zivana.

"Who would propose to you? I'm just a prank" Dean added.

"Oh, huh? I thought my dream came true, it didn't." Zivana was sitting with her lips raised, the girl was acting sulky.

"What dream?"

"Ziva's dream about Dean nglamar Ziva. But Ziva has not yet answered, Ziva's hp alarm has sounded. Ngeselin right? huhh!" zivana's story is a little upset.

Dean wanted to laugh at her hearing, but she held her back. What else when he saw the look on Zivana's face that looks upset.

"Actually I want to bed you, just confused how to sleep?" Dean looked at Zivana seriously. "You might have the tips?"

You idiot! Dongo! Fucking dean!!! Why even ask for tips, he should think for himself. The man should have his own initiative, not ask the person he wants to apply for. Not romantic!!!

"Yes, don't apply for Ziva. Let Ziva aja lamar om," Zivana took a flower set that is used as a decoration on the table.

"Om, will you marry me?" Zivana thrust out the flower she took, the girl showed her cute face. "If you don't want to, no problem. Ziva can propose to others, wait for later."

"Eehhh, no!!" Dean took the flowers from Zivana's hand. The man stood up and walked over to Zivana, he pulled the girl's hand and held her waist.

Dean's hand moved tidying up Zivana's slightly messy haircut, turning on stroking her face. He kissed his forehead, left right cheek and last of his lips.

"Let's marry me."

Zivana nodded without any burden and without a second thought. It's really a dream come true. "Come on!"

Not Dean but Zivana who immediately started a kiss, the girl grabbed Dean's thin lips. I don't know, I don't think there's anything else he can do but kiss that guy's lips right now.

The longer the two kissed, the more they gripped each other. About Zivana's kiss was very expert, the girl was always able to keep up with Dean even though the man was the most domineering.

"I love you, bad girl."

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Acieee!!! Dream of the Ziva so reality guys😂 Although the way of his bedroom is not rich people who whip surprise and the like, still make envious 🙈🤣

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