
After coming home from the hospital. Now, all of them had been in the simple Mansion that Lolan had bought. Lolan wants to stay there, but Daddy Jackson and Mommy Nata have tried to persuade him to return to the main Mansion.
Ziva and Mommy Nata are cooking for lunch in the kitchen. Lolan was told to rest in his room on the 2nd floor. He was banned from the office for a while. Daddy Jackson has already ordered Secretary Devil to carry out Lolan's duties as long as Lolan is in therapy.
After all the cooking has been cooked. Mommy Nata and Ziva immediately serve it to the table in the dining room. Mommy Nata had praised Ziva's extraordinary cooking skills, in contrast to her lack of ability to cook.
"Oh yes, dear. During the therapy, did you do anything? Did you just touch it?" ask Mommy Nata who is curious about what Ziva did to her Son's heirloom.
"N-no, Mommy. I-I didn't touch him," Ziva replied at once misbehaving.
"Then, what are you doing? It's impossible to get in, isn't it?" he continued to make Ziva go awry because he was really nervous about the interview Mommy Nata did to him.
"Ha-just asked to undress, Mommy. Ha-just i-tu alone," replied Ziva embarrassed by his cheeks that were already as red as tomatoes.
"Did Doctor Adit see too?" Mommy Nata was startled, instantly she instantly covered her mouth that was about to scream.
"No, Mommy. He did not look, who saw only Mr. Lolan," Ziva replied honestly.
"When you undressed, that's when Lolan stood up and she yelled?" Back Mommy Nata introgates.
"Hu'um," Ziva nodded confirming.
"Why do you think he's feeling sick?"
"It's a pity, even though Mommy really hopes she will recover" Mommy Nata said. Seeing Mommy Nata grieving, of course Ziva felt guilty.
"Mommy, I'll try. I'll try to help Lolan get well. Trust me, Mommy. I'll do whatever it is" Ziva told Mommy Nata.
"Thank you, dear. mommy is sure you can, Later Mommy will teach you how to stroke, meet, and play it right," Ziva who was initially sad, said, instantly wanted to laugh out loud hearing Mommy Mertunya's words. Gosh, just stroking of course he can. No need to be taught everything, Ziva is really not out of thought with the way his in-laws think.
"Good, Mommy. Whatever Mommy taught me will definitely be done," Ziva replied in the end succumbing.
"Okay, then now you're up on Lolan's banguin for lunch, Mommy will call your Daddy, "he said softly.
"Okay, Mommy," Ziva replied. Both go directly to their destination. Mommy Nata heads for the living room, while Ziva goes upstairs to wake Lolan up who was sleeping. However, it turned out that the perfect athletic man had just finished bathing. Maybe to calm himself. Think Ziva.
"What's wrong? Why even look there? Get me my clothes!" his word snapped, Ziva who had originally admired the good looks, immediately broke his intention when the owner of good looks turned out to have an attitude that was so arrogant.
Ziva who had memorized anywhere Lolan's clothes lay, instantly picked them up without the slightest hitch. The tens of millions of casual clothes that Ziva prepared and Ziva gave to Lolan.
"Don't think I'd be nice to you after what happened at the hospital! Remember, you're not the antidote to my illness. But, you are actually the poison of my illness. So, don't expect me to be nice to you!" snapped Lolan took his clothes in Ziva's hands roughly, then pushed Ziva with all his might until Ziva fell on the floor of the room. The hidden camera that he had destroyed, made him free to do anything to Ziva without fear of being discovered by his parents.
"You deserve it!"