The Revenge of Impotent CEO
Chapter 11

On the outskirts of a crowded highway. Ziva was still sitting pensively on the sidewalk, occasionally glancing at his badly damaged bike. Ziva couldn't believe the red-eyed man's words, who asked to wait for five minutes. Although not believing, but foolishly Ziva still waiting for the uncertainty.

After all, his house was very far away. With the current condition, it is certain that he will not be able to go home alone on foot. Ziva prefers to wait for five minutes exactly as the man said.

Three minutes had passed, Ziva still had hope of two more minutes. If no one appears, he will return on foot, although he may arrive at night.

After another minute, Ziva began to feel that he had been lied to. Until he tried to stand with a blister that was so painful on his leg and arm. Ziva rolled up his sleeves so as not to touch his wounds.

A white city car stopped right in front of him. "Jeez, Brother Ziva!" Shouted a bright blue-eyed girl coming out of the car and immediately shouted at him. Xena, she's the girl. A cousin who always behaves as he pleases. Even so, he remains a pretty good cousin to Ziva.

"Good Ziva! Why are you getting hurt like this?" Aunt Aslin was angry but still worried.

"I was in an accident, Auntie," replied Ziva.

"You are there, so if you ride the bike carefully. Come on, let's get in our car to the hospital now!" although the words are harsh and always with a shouting tone. But, Ziva remained happy because Aunt Aslin and Xena had always been kind to him, albeit in different ways. A little kindness is what makes Ziva still survive living with Aunt Aslin until now.

"Just go home, Auntie. Just take medication at home. But wait aunty, what about my bike?"

"Yes, we'll buy it at the pharmacy. Now it's important you first need to get treatment. Auntie didn't want your future in-laws to think that it was Auntie who had tortured you with this wound. The bike let it go. After all, who would want to steal an old bicycle so. If taken to the workshop will also be very expensive. Don't think about that crappy bike, now get in!" Ziva complied and got into the car with the pain in his wound.

Right after Ziva left were taken by Aunt Aslin and Xena. A black-colored sedan car stopped on that road. Two well-dressed men all in black got out of the car and circulated their gazes in all directions. The sight of the two stopped on an ontel bike that had been damaged.

"Hallo, Mr. Devil. We've arrived at street xxx, but we didn't find any women with the traits you mentioned. We just found a badly damaged bike" he reported.

"Good, Sir."

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Arriving home, Aunt Aslin instantly treated the wounds on Ziva's legs and arms. Aunty Aslin painstakingly cleaned it with alcohol and then dripped the red medicine, then wrapped it in gauze.

"Auntie bought you a short dress. Now, how are you gonna wear it?" Oceh Aunt Aslin.

"Then exchange it for my dress. I'll wear Kak Ziva's dress" said Xena for liking Ziva's dress chosen by her mother. Obviously, because Ziva's dress is more expensive than her usual dress.

"Do you want Mrs Nata to think that we spent the money? You idiot, now get into your room!" Suck Aunt Aslin on her Daughter Xena.

"Wicked mother!" Xena snapped while stomping her feet, then ran inside her room.

"This wound problem Auntie doesn't have to worry. I'll tell Mrs Nata myself that I was in an accident" Ziva said, lowering her legs after treatment.

"Thank you for treating my wounds, Auntie," Ziva said.

"Auntie did this so that Madame Nata would really accept you. Aunty doesn't want her son to turn you down because of this wound. Now go into your room, Auntie will think about how to cover that wound."

"Alright, Auntie," Ziva replied directly to his room to rest.