Marrying Young Miss Kaya Raya
15

A few moments waiting in the room after the departure of the waiter, finally came the sound of knocking on the door in Evelyn's room.

"Just get in." Evelyn said.

The door opened and immediately appeared the head of Ziva with a smile.

"Hey, sweetheart. I'm coming." said Ziva in his excited tone.

Evelyn simply rolled her eyes lazily in response. This only makes Ziva a little confused.

"By the way, what was that new waitress?" tanya Ziva pointed at the door with her chin.

"Hm. Just a week."

"just fine. Know it? He had a chance to hold me back when I was going to your room earlier. Doesn't he know that I've been in your room a lot when I come here?"

"Just leave him. He is a new servant. So I don't understand that yet."

Ziva shook his shoulders indifferently.

"But what's with your facial expression?" ask Ziva.

"What's wrong?" Evelyn asked back, making Ziva's brows furrow.

"What's up, what?"

"Come, Ziva. You don't usually come in the afternoon like this. So, what's up?"

"Why really? Is there a problem if I come in the afternoon? Don't you like my arrival?" sindir Ziva's.

"Little bit. It's my break." Evelyn got up from her bed. He then walked towards the nightstand and poured the drink into a glass. "You want a drink too?"

"No. I'm not thirsty." Ziva shook his head then folded his hands over his chest. "But since when do you take up a hobby of rest? I didn't know you had a break in the afternoon either. Weren't you always busy, busy and busy. Until you forget time?"

"Busy?"

"Yes, busy having fun, busy shopping and busy playing guy. That's what I mean."

"Stop saying to me, Ziva" Evelyn said sarcastically as she held a drink in her hand.

"I'm not saying you, I'm mocking you" Ziva said, making Evelyn stare at him.

"Alright" said Ziva raising his hands in surrender while walking towards the sofa in Evelyn's room.

Ziva sat himself down casually on the sofa, looked at Evelyn for a moment then chuckled to himself.

"No! I'm just astonished. Aren't you the son of a conglomerate, Eve? But why can't you even choose the right clothes and fit your own circumstances?" ziva's words made Evelyn raise her next to her eyebrows.

"Suit my situation? What circumstances?" ask Evelyn astonished.

Instead of answering, Ziva chuckled while shaking his shoulder. It made Evelyn so upset herself because she was curious.

"What do you mean exactly, Ziva?" pissed Evelyn.

"Look! You're wearing clothes that are too open for your body."

"Why is that?"

"Oh, come on Evelyn. You should be able to wear more covered clothes after you're done mengininga." said Ziva again.

Evelyn who was drinking immediately choked and turned to Ziva. He looked at his friend with a surprised expression.

How does his best friend know?

"What?" said Ziva in a relaxed tone when he saw the shocked reaction of Evelyn who he judged a little excessive.

Evelyn cleared a moment.

"What are you saying, Ziva? What bercin? I just finished shopping instead of shopping" 

"Yes, yeah, yeah! Just tell me the nonsense and all your insignificant excuses on that purplish red mark on your chest." cut Ziva while rolling his eyeballs lazily.

Evelyn reflexively lowered her gaze to stare at the marks of her former relationship some time ago.

Evelyn quickly crossed her palms in front of her chest, covering whatever her best friend was looking at.

"You! How dare you look at my chest like that!" evelyn's cynical protest.

"I have absolutely no intention of looking at her, Miss Anderson. But the sign was already very clear. I don't even need any effort at all to be able to see it" Ziva said casually.

"Yes, but you shouldn't have to keep looking at it that way, right!"

"How could I not look at such a glaring thing. And oh my goodness. It's just free to cover your chest, so there's around your neck, you know?"

Hearing that, Evelyn immediately hurriedly touched her neck.

"Si*lan!" slowly swear.

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