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Zivana's days are now heavy in the morning, right said the doctor he experienced morning sickness in the first trimester. Surely that sometimes makes Zivana distress, he often feels weak because all the food he eats will he remove. Dean is becoming more protective now, everything he eats and what Zivana does is set him up.
Sometimes Zivana feels uncomfortable, but she tries to understand Dean's concerns about what else they are away from the family. Dean only took half a day's work, he couldn't leave Zivana for too long. Zivana is also still in college, but sometimes she does online learning.
As now Zivana can not go to campus, the first tri semester period feels heavy for her. Her mood is also always fickle now, sometimes so cheerful then a little mistake can make her cry. Already in make sure Dean is more overwhelmed face him.
"Ngapain huh? Waiting until Dean comes home like a long time, I'm bored here." Zivana sat with the tv on in front of her, sometimes walking to the kitchen to grab a drink and then sitting down again.
Sometimes he walked to the window to see the city view from there, but it was boring because he couldn't get out.
Not long after a few minutes Dean came home, the man immediately hugged Zivana who was sitting watching tv at the soup. "Home home? Isn't this still working hours?" Ask Zivana wonder.
"I'm the boss, so no one's gonna scold me if I get home early."
Zivana rolled her eyeballs off guard, it was true she was her boss but this was still not midday. If it's like this this morning he doesn't have to go to the office, waste his energy going to the office and going home again.
"Mas, how about we take a walk out? We haven't been out together in a long time, have we?"
Dean seemed to think for a moment, then he nodded in agreement. There is no harm right, after all Zivana also needs fresh air outside. He had already restricted Zivana's activities, after all they were out together.
"Well, where are you going?"
Zivana immediately looked excited, she immediately made a list of places they should visit today. Dean shook his head, Zivana was like a man freed from confinement. Maybe this is because Dean is limiting his activities, be Zivana like this.
"Ziva wants to go to the mall, the park, and many other places."
"Alright it's up to you, I'll follow all your will."
"Yahoo!! Thanks." Thanks."
***
Dean looked exhausted after following Zivana walking around, they were in a big mall there. Zivana is busy choosing some clothes for her, she will collect the right dress for pregnant women. He thinks it is more comfortable to use, what else in a few months Zivana's stomach will look enlarged.
"Mas, see what color is more suitable for me?" Zivana showing a pink and light blue dress.
"Both."
"Where is this good?" he again showed two sleeping pajamas with different models, one above the knee and one long.
"Both are good."
"Where is it better?" Zivana shows sexy lingerie in black and red.
Dean knitted his brows, he stared intensely at Zivana. "You sure you're gonna wear that?" As Dean knew, Zivana was very uncomfortable wearing such sexy lingerie. If said Zivana anyway, why wearing lingerie better not after wearing anything.
Zivana shook her head, she put the two lingerie back in her place. "Partially the answer is that mulu, is Ziva confused."
"Why confused? Take everything you want, my money won't run out just because he's dressed and two sleeping pajamas."
Ah, Zivana forgot her husband was very rich. He should not forget that, nor should he be confused while shopping. Zivana is free to buy anything she likes.
"Suami Ziva is so rich, why did Ziva forget? All right, Ziva buy it all." Zivana ended up buying everything she chose, she felt so satisfied.
After finishing shopping Zivana and Dean intend to go to the park, according to Zivana's wishes. Both visited the park in the city, a lot of people who came there.
"Mas, look at that pretty flower. Ziva wants to take it home, can ya?" Zivana instantly made Dean sigh, her request was very strange. Here it is not allowed to pick flowers, what else brings the flowers home.
However, Zivana pressed her lips. He put on his sulking face, it made Dean sigh again.
"Darling," said Dean.
Zivana still wants the flower, she almost cries now. His eyes were already glazed, ready to spill his clear liquid just because of the flowers in the garden.
"Well, I'll talk to the park rangers here." Honestly, Dean's not sure, but he's gonna try.
"Ziva, wait in that chair." He walked towards the long chair under the tree, while Dean went to meet the manager of the park.
***
"Sir, please help me. My wife is pregnant, she cravings for flowers in this garden. At least, you have a conscience for a pregnant woman."
"I'm sorry, sir, but I can't risk it. It's policy here, I'm just an employee and don't have the authority to grant permission."
"Sir, I beg you."
"Sorry, can't sir."
Damnit damnit! Dean growled stifled, what should he do now. How could he come to meet their leader, this is a matter of interest and very trivial but complicated because of Zivana's policies and desires.
Dean walked over with mixed feelings, what was he going to say? Zivana will definitely cry, Dean can't persuade her.
"Arzan?" Dean saw Arzan standing not far from him, he approached the man.
"Ar, what are you doing?"
Arzan pointed at Zivana who was sitting on the garden chair. "Miss Zivana called me. What is this, you can't give a flower to her?"
"That damn policy, you know what?"
Arzan chuckled, he also showed the flower that Zivana was holding right now. It was the same as the flowers that were in the garden, but that Arzan got in the flower shop.
"How can you?"
"She said she wanted flowers in this garden, and then she took pictures of them. I knew you wouldn't be able to do anything, so I bought the flowers from the florist."
Dean breathes a sigh of relief, but he complains to himself why it didn't occur to him to ask Arzan for help.
"Thank you."
Arzan cleared a short. "It's not free, you have to pay me."
"Say what you want?"
Arzan smiled meaningfully, but he made Dean shudder in horror. As her request would be very frightening.
"......."
"What?!"
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