
"Geez, why did I forget, I had an appointment with Nickel to deliver her supplies? At this hour he must have been berbagkat school, god why I forgot like this?"Ziva's mind was agitatedly staring at the clock on his phone screen.
"We've arrived miss."The taxi driver stopped his car right in front of Ziva's apartment.
"Yes, thank you very much sir."Ziva said get off the taxi and then pay the fare after that pick up his suitcase.
Ziva walked into the apartment gate and entered it.
The door was open, like someone was inside.
"Who is? I don't see Mr Zafian's car up ahead?"Inner Ziva while pulling her suitcase into the apartment.
"Where have you been?"Asked Zafian who was already sitting on the sofa of the apement center room with a sharp look.
"Mr Zafian, why are you suddenly here?"Ziva asked in shock.
"Why? Is that a question you should ask me?"Zafian looks angry.
"Sorry sir, I'm from Rita's apartment, I took my clothes there."Ziva said honestly.
"Why is it so early?"Ask Zafian again.
"I've been away from last night's afternoon and I didn't have time to go home because of some things so I stayed there first and decided to go home in the morning."Ziva again.
But at this time Zafian's gaze looked increasingly cold, as Ziva had expected, this morning Zafian looked really angry at him.
"Master, I know I was wrong, I also forgot my promise to young master Nickel, but this was all beyond my expectations, I was thinking about going home but something happened to me,so I couldn't go back last night either." explained Ziva, sitting his head.
"I don't hear anything else, just take the suitcase to your room and get me a drink."Zafian said in a cold voice capable of freezing one room.
Just like the movie Hana and Elsa, Mr. Zafian.
"Okay sir, I'll bring you a drink soon."Said Ziva who then walked past Zafian with a limp leg while pulling his suitcase.
"Wait on! What's wrong with your leg?"zafian asked reflexively to look at the hansaplast on Ziva's knee.
"There's nothing, sir, I just slipped and fell."Ziva said to Zafian with his bland smile.
"Stop there."Zafian stood up from his seat and took the suitcase from Ziva's hand.
"Sir, what are you doing?"Tanya Ziva tightly grasped her suitcase.
"No sir, I can do it alone, don't."Ziva said, Feeling bad.
"I'll take this suitcase with you into the room if you don't let go now."Zafian.
Sontak Ziva took off the suitcase hearing Zafian's words just now.
Meanwhile Zafian passed away.
"What does that mean? Why would Mr Zafian say such a thing to me? Makes me imagine a no-no, horrible thing!"Ziva said in a soft voice and began to sit on the sofa while trying to see the wounds on his legs.
Not long after, Zafian returned with a glass of water and a p3k box in his hand.
"Sir, what is it for?"Ask Ziva to Zafian.
But Zafian did not answer him, but instead walked up to Ziva and sat down next to him.
Ziva who at that time wore short jeans with a slightly open top felt a little awkward.
"Who's got this hansaplast?"Zafian asked as he placed the thing he had brought on the front desk of the sofa they were sitting on.
"Em, I."Lying Ziva.
"Why are you so stupid? Wounds like this should not be attached with hansaplast, this will create infection and pain when removing it."Zafian is like a doctor.
"I, I don't know sir."Ziva answered completely wrong.
Never thought of by Ziva, a Zafian Muner who was angry like a person in an ice cube, now even attention to him and turned into a warm sun.
"Let me help release her and replace her with a bandage."Said Zafian who was about to hold Ziva's knee.
"Don't."Prevent Ziva from holding the hand of Zafian who is about to hold his knee.
"Why? Don't you accept my kindness?"Zafian said with a strange look.
"No, it's not so, sir, but it hurts so much, I'm afraid."Said Ziva with his fearful facial expression.
Zafian was silent, he did not care about Ziva, he instead took Ziva's leg whose knee hurt and put it on top of his thigh.
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