Pursuing a 30 Day Widower

Club night

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Early in the morning Zivana had witnessed a drama, like the most popular drama almost every day aired. What else if not his mid-parent, sometimes Zivana himself confused what problems they debate?

This is not strange anymore for Zivana, both parents are always concerned about trivial things. The last time Zivana felt the warmth of the family when she was in 5th grade elementary school, she is now in 12th grade High School. About 7 years ago, and for the last 7 years this family is not as warm as before.

Maybe other children will not think like Zivana, but for Zivana if it can not be maintained then let go. Zivana often asked the two to just separate, it felt together was free.

"Zivana said it. Mom and dad are splitting up!" zivana on the dinner table. She was ready for her school uniform.

"Silent Ziva, don't interfere!" sahut mama Zivana's.

"Yes, you just shut up. Don't interfere in adult matters" said papa Zivana.

"Kok, compact tell diem?" gerutu Zivana, did not want to take a headache he immediately finished his breakfast and left for school.

Every day Zivana brings food supplies, you already know for sure it is not for her but her Dean om. She often said that it was her cooking, but it was a lie because the food was in her household assistant's cook.

The car that drove Zivana had arrived, Zivana rushed down from the car. This time he must be ready to accept the punishment again, last night Kia had told him that Zivana will be in the law teacher this time because of skipping school again yesterday.

This afternoon he will also truant again, and Zivana must think of a way to escape later. If in thought it might be better if he didn't come to school, he could tell his class teacher that he was sick. Yes, this time Zivana will do that. Aware of him who was already at school, Zivana hurriedly came out of the school area. On the other side of the road, there's a caffe Zivana's young man is going there.

"This is good," Zivana sat herself in the corner seat, before she had ordered a capuccino. He'll wait here until lunch break, after which he'll go to Dean's office.

"Ziva?" raffy cried out from nowhere.

Zivana glared perfectly, finally caught truant. Do not let Raffy tell the teacher about this, his parents can be called. Hurriedly he thought hard to persuade Raffy.

"Ehh, Raffy. Want to drink Raff? I'll deal with it." Tawar Zivana hopes that Raffy will negotiate with him.

"Drink?" rework Raffy while thinking.

"Yes. I'll deal, as long as you keep it a secret." Zivana rolled her eyes.

"I don't like capuccinos" Raffy said.

"The "other drink. Avocado Juice?" bargain Zivana again, let's Raff agree! her mind screamed loudly.

"Not really," Raffy again refused. "Wine, I can try." he continued.

"Wine?" parrot Zivana, then he thought if there was any wine in this cafe?

Raffy smiled meaningfully, this time he will get a chance alone with Zivana. The thing he had imagined all this time, was about to happen.

"There is no wine here, Raff" told Zivana, and Raffy nodded in understanding.

"Club. Later tonight we go to the club, there's wine." It was Raffy who made Zivana think hard. Is it that hard to negotiate with Raffy?

Get the teacher, or go to the club with Raffy?

Get the teacher, or go to the club with Raffy?

Get the teacher, or go to the club with Raffy?

Zivana had no choice, maybe going with Raffy wasn't too bad. Finally Zivana agreed to Raffy's invitation, just going to the club to accompany Raffy drinking would not be a problem right?

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That night, as Raffy had planned, they went to the nightclub. Zivana dress her knee-length, not too open at the top. But, because of the shape of Zivana's body which slightly contains her cleavage slightly prominent. It just so happens that Zivana's parents have no home, her papa goes out of town and Zivana's mom goes on vacation with her friends.

"Raff, I'm here." Zivana hesitated to enter. Zivana for the first time to come to this kind of place, he felt uncomfortable when he saw firsthand what a night club was like.

"Come on Zi," Raffy pulls Zivana's hand and brings her into the club.

The first thing Zivana saw was, a swarm of humans moving the impression of coming here under flickering lights following the music. Zivana swallowed her saliva hard, what kind of place is this? Zivana's eyes rounded instantly as she looked at the women's clothing there, the exposed chest and exposed thighs. Joget follow the music with a glass of wine in their hands, not to forget also the striped men irrigate them.

Zivana shuddered in horror, then she looked at the man who brought her here. Raffy looks to enjoy the atmosphere at the club, Zivana was trying to enjoy it maybe he can adjust.

"Wine?" bargain Raffy, put a glass of wine on Zivana.

At first hesitated but Zivana was also curious about the taste, hesitatingly accepting the glass of wine. Raffy poured the wine back into his glass, after which he invited Zivana bertos.

"Repeated." Raffy said he drank the wine, followed by Zivana.

Slowly but surely Zivana drank her wine, one gulp she felt a strange thing. It felt a little strange on Zivana's tongue, this was her first time drinking it. The second hiccup, Zivana felt the heat in her mouth. Instead of stopping, but Zivana again sipped her wine, in the third gulp of Zivana like starting to enjoy the drink.

"Raff, I want more." Zivana said, Raffy happily poured wine back into the girl's glass.

"Let's go there." Appoint Raffy to people who are doing abstract dance following the music.

Zivana shook her head slightly, it seemed like Zivana was starting to lose her consciousness. He looked weak, with his eyes slightly reddened. "You're Raff, I'm here."

Raffy left Zivana there, walking a little staggering Raffy went to the middle of the people who were dancing. The man moved there, occasionally Raffy called Zivana from there to invite her to dance as well. But, Zivana always shook her head.

Zivana's stomach just suddenly felt uncomfortable, it seemed like something from inside her stomach was running around wanting to get out. Zivana covered her mouth when she felt nauseous, with the rest of her consciousness and energy searching the toilet. He could not take it anymore, it felt like all his entrails were queuing up to want to get out.

"Excuse me, do you know which toilet is next door?" ask Zivana to one of the visitors there.

"There, miss," the man pointed to a passageway, and Zivana left after thanking him.

"Still young but come to a place like this." As the man watched Zivana from her place.

In the hallway leading to the toilet, Zivana felt her weakened body. He walked while holding on to the wall, the girl's head was like it was about to break. Not to mention the nausea that increasingly attacked, Zivana squatted for a while.

"Hooeekk!" Zivana closed her mouth, slowly Zivana stood up again. His gaze now started to blur, he blinked his eyes many times.

"Hey, why are the floors like this?" racau the girl. Zivana tried to step up, but the footing was unbalanced. He fell back.

"Damn it! hey, the floor doesn't know itself. Why move? are you dancing too, huh?" Zivana was again whining, the girl was standing with her other hand holding on to the wall.

"Shut up, don't move. Shhhh! I'm gonna go through, okay! All right, I'm through." Zivana walked back very slowly, the girl laughed happily when her first move succeeded.

The next step he again cheered because it worked, in the fifth step he felt dizziness in the head increasing. His gaze grew increasingly blurry, he blinked his eyes many times.

"Let'soo!!" his strangulation when his weak body was shadowed. But why didn't he fall? Is there a ghost holding him back?

He saw his hand held by someone, Zivana was like memorizing the perfume of that person. Like no stranger to her, it's like perfume scent___

"Om Dean," Zivana's parrot.

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