Biggest Decision of Ziva
Chapters 11. What's up Dad?

"Arion, thank you for all your kindness. I hope we can still be good friends." Ziva lowered his face. He was unable to express what he felt to Arion as well. The beautiful girl let the comfort when she was at Arion's side as the most beautiful feeling she had never felt so far.

"Yes I hope so too." Arion pulled gently next to Ziva's hand and held it. The eyes of the two met, staring at each other very closely. "Tomorrow I will return to the country where I went to school and will stay for about three years to help my parents' company there. I hope when I get back here, I can see you again like this."

Zivana left the bag on her lap. The hand that Arion did not hold, wiped his tears. But he still cannot say anything. I wanted to tell that guy to stay here to accompany his days. Like people who are first in love, there is a selfishness that wants to have it all.

"May I hug you? As a sign of our farewell for a while?" ask Arion for permission. Because the man still appreciates if it is rejected by Ziva.

"Sorry Arion ... "

"It's okay, then we shake hands. How's it?" arion proposed with a smile with eyes that began to glaze over.

His ziva nodded his head. "Goodbye Arion. May success always be with you. Be patient with me if you have time."

"Yes, you calm down. As long as I keep your contacts, I'll call you." The two of them let go of their hands. "Let's in there. It's night, I'm afraid in the grebek RT sir," continued Arion.

Ziva chuckles, "Yes." Then open the car door. "I'm going in first, Arion. You be careful on the road," said the beautiful girl with a beaming face.

"Eh Ziva!" Arion suddenly pulled his hand, causing the girl to sit back in her chair.

THE CUP!

A brief kiss landed on Ziva's cheek. But it did not come from Arion's lips, but the man's hand which was deliberately shaped buds and then attached to Ziva's cheek. It made the beautiful girl jerked and blushed in embarrassment.

"Good night." Arion whispered in Ziva's ear.

The girl also close her eyes to form a wrinkle on the tail of the eye while smiling with pleasure. "Night too Arion."

His wife got out of the car with a bag of money in her hand. Then Arion honks and drives his car away from there. Not to forget Ziva also waved until the car driven by Arion was far enough.

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A few months later, about an hour ago the announcement of school graduation had been announced during the flag ceremony. All students in this school year are declared to pass one hundred percent.

Ziva is very happy. He made it through the toughest thing at the end of his school days. Even so, his father rarely came home after being given money by him. The more here Ziva was suspicious. After school he would find out where his father went.

Amidst the boisterous atmosphere of the classroom, suddenly entered a teacher who was the homeroom teacher in his Ziva class. Once the class becomes silent, so does the class next to and next to it again.

"Had yelled?" satirical homeroom teacher with a dirty face behind his glasses.

But no one answered. They just exchanged lyrics with each other with their friends.

"After I share your graduation results. I will also inform the students who scored the highest on the national exam this year. Even the highest value is also in the provincial level."

All the students who were in front of the homeroom were both agitated and curious. However, it is different from Ziva. The beautiful girl was just relaxed. Given to him, the way he learned yesterday was really out of the serious word. His mind is branching and his life can only be resigned to his mediocre state.

His relationship with Arion was cut off a month ago. Somehow Arion can't be contacted and it's like 'yes it is'.

Ziva was lonely and focus on learning began to decline. Even every time he followed the bimbel, he was very difficult to understand the lessons described by the teacher.

"It's everything ready" said the homeroom teacher, making everything more curious.

"Mom open huh? Bismillahbornrohmanirrohiim." The eyes of the homeroom teacher looked at all of his students. "Larasati's Cave!"

"The species, here you go!" order the homeroom class firmly. But the look on Zivanya's face was doubtful.

"Are I really, Mom?" asked Ziva to make sure because he did not want to get to 'prank' by his own teacher.

"Yes it is you. Can't believe?" his homeroom class.

His ziva was grinning while shaking his head.

"Yes, have I changed your value later to the same as others?" threaten his homeroom class. Instantly his Ziva stood up then advanced forward.

"Don't Mom, hehehe."

His homeroom teacher smiled as his Ziva was standing right beside him. "Congratulations Ziva, you have made Mother and other teachers proud. At first, I was almost desperate. Because you and other friends who are in this class always make Mother angry to the crown because they do not understand." His eyes glazed over as he was moved.

"Thank you Ma'am. Although Mom was angry, but I was with friends also trying to maintain our values" Ziva replied with humility. Then the homeroom teacher nodded with a smile.

"Oh yes, I also want to say congratulations to you, Mother's children. Your values are already above the average of your friends in other classes. I'm proud of you!"

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After being allowed to go home, Zivanga immediately rushed home first using public transportation.

"Left, left!" The car stopped right in front of the alley. Then he went down and gave some money to his driver.

A moment later, Ziva turned around and walked towards his house. From a distance, he saw a car parked in front of the gate of the house.

"What is Arion's car? Did Arion come back to Indo and meet me?" his muttered Ziva further accelerated his pace.

But when he was near the car, Ziva did not see any signs of people coming out of it. The girl breathed a heavy sigh.

"Ah, just dream me! Where could Arion have suddenly come after breaking up communication a month ago."

Finally the beautiful girl entered the courtyard. The door of his house was open. Then he thought.

"Oh, maybe Dad's guest."

The guy opens his shoes first. Then get inside the house.

"Assalamualaikum," he said. Instantly his steps stopped because he saw two suitcases of his in the living room. Then his gaze shifted on the two people dressed all in black, male and female.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Well this is my son. Mom and Dad can bring it in right now. Because soon the bank will go home to foreclosure on this house.

His ziva furrowed his brows, feeling both unacceptable and clueless.

"Wait Yeah! What the hell is this? Why should I be brought along with these two people? And why was this house confiscated by the bank? Explain it to me first, Dad!"

His two eyes reddened, his Ziva was furious. Especially seeing the look on his father's face that looked relaxed.

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