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38 : Stubble ?

"Good afternoon Madam" greeted the servants as he bowed respectfully.

"Yes in the afternoon" said a glamorous-looking woman, smiling at her jail, "who diligently you guys do not eat blind pay!" The words that made him laugh giggled but in the ears of the servants were like a stern warning that they shuddered in horror.

Body posture like a model, long hair dangling with classic waves model is very elegant with whatever he wears, even the wrinkles on his face are not visible even though his age has stepped on the head of Four. Her natural beautiful face without any oplas here and there is able to make the mothers of gossipers stare with envy until it ends up ketar-ketir keep their husbands from being deliberately khilaf.

"Nevan's home?"

"Have Madam, Thirty minutes ago, and now Young Master is in his room" replied Monika who is the butler at the Eldione family's main residence.

Zivana raised her next eyebrow, "Just Thirty minutes ago? your count is accurate?" as in the interrogation until cold sweat began to appear in the pores of his face.

"Mom."

"Need?"

"I'm sorry Madam I mean betuh!" the groggy feeling increased, especially when the two eyeballs of Zivana were still staring at him sharply, "sorry Madam! it's right! I mean right Madam!" monika was so excited.

"All right!" zivana answered lightly and then she turned her back to the stairs, "ohh yaa.., make me pomegranate juice! Correct Monika?"

"Mistress Feather!"

"What's right?"

"Make Madam pomgranate juice!"

"What pom? A grenade? you want to blow me up Monika?"

Coloring Monika is one of Zivana's favorites. He knew that the butler had an excessive nervousness that made Monika's mind immediately confused and became forgetful.

"Sorry Madam sorry...."

"I know you must understand what I mean, so bring it up as soon as possible!"

"Of course Madam!" the more Zivana moves away from Monika's sight, the more fluid the circulatory system in her body is, until it is able to deliver oxygen and nutrients to all body tissues and then produce carbon dioxide which is released from every breath, "huuuuuhhhh!" like a dragon spitting fire that's how Monika took out her CO2.

"Drink first!" pinta Murti who immediately gave a glass of water.

"Fifth! yes pomegranate! Madam wants that juice!" it was Murti who was shocked, "i am smart! you even know I'm a college graduate! But why is it that every time I go head to head with the madam is always like a fool! sorry Monika, she was so embarrassed because she continued to act dazed.

"Yes, we know and we understand why you can do that! it happens when you feel tense! next time, self-control!" murti Sentak.

"Yes! next time I have to show my intelligence! don't let Madam think of replacing me!" he nodded with a fist in the air.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

There was no time for the man inside to voice wait, suddenly the door of his room was wide open.

"MOMMY...!" Nevan was surprised when Zivana barged in, while Nevan was only wearing green color.

"What a pity you make Mommy surprised!"

"What's worth the shock is that I'm not Mommy!"

"Why are you surprised?" without guilt Zivana put her butt in the golden gaming chair.

"YES BECAUSE I'M NOT READY! I'M JUST WEARING MY COLORER MOM! AND MOMMY SUDDENLY CAME IN UNINVITED!" from behind the walk in closet.

Zivana chuckled at her son's reply, "Ohh so you feel ashamed? Mommy's son is a big one, isn't he?"

Nevan who was already visible from Zivana's radar view just stared lazily, he felt no need to answer the classic question that came out of his Mommy's mouth.

"Why are you ashamed, dear? your body is so good! even your Daddy wasn't that hot when you were your age!"

"Mom stop it! and just tell me the reason behind Mommy's arrival right now!"

Zivana clucked her lips, "Is there any reason for a mother to see her child?"

For the umpteenth time Nevan let out a lazy look, even scratching the nape of his neck that does not itch, "The box that Mom brought has hinted if there is a hidden reason for Mommy's arrival here," point the man in a paper bag containing a box with NJL engraving.

The guess from his son made Zivana smile sumringah, "Mommy's child's intelligence can not be doubted anymore!" he said that impressed like a compliment, but a split second later, "but recently Mommy got word if Mommy's favorite child started getting rivals! is that really Nevan? And Mommy thinks it's a good thing at least with you having a rival then it will make you a more alert person and certainly more thorough!"

It seems that the results of last week's replies were also sent by Mr. Gunar to Zivana until the woman discussed it now.

"Mom I'm still waiting for an answer to my question! and don't stack the questions on top of the questions! especially if Mommy already knows the answer!" press Nevan, the man is seen walking towards the door, because from the outside comes a knock.

"Bring here Bik!" zivana exclaimed, "Monika has calmed down?"

"It's the Madam."

"Mmmhh alright. And yes.., tell him if I'm going to test his abilities!" the order was immediately answered with a nod of the head, so Zivana immediately hinted Murti to come out with a hand gesture.

The woman was really in need of entertainment until her intention re-emerged to prank Monika.

The atmosphere was silent again, Nevan who was still waiting for an answer was seen sitting firmly with both hands resting on her thighs.

"You're the same Mommy herself is serious so much more than anyone else! When can you relax?" the chatter that was inserted a little lecture, "alright you're right baby, Mommy came here with a reason and Mommy is sure you must know..., because tonight is the unveiling of Mommy's latest design! Mommy wants you to participate in the event and this is the suit that Mommy has prepared for you" explained Zivana as she extended a paper bag to Nevan.

"And yes, Mommy's picking you up tonight, we're leaving with Daddy!"

Nevan was only speechless because of course he could not resist let alone he did not have a strong enough reason.

"Jawab Nevan don't just shut up!" zivana.

"I'm definitely coming with Mom."

"Good.., and now Mommy still has two hours to rest! so let's play the game vidio!" she exclaimed, "Mommy is sure now that she can defeat you! because Daddy's been teaching Mommy all night!"

"Mommy must've forced Daddy!"

"About you! Your Daddy loved Mommy so much that there was no coercion between us!"

"Did Mommy beat Daddy?"

"of course! even in a row with K.O wins!"

"Daddy must have deliberately relented!"

"So your word Nevan! Your mommy isn't that weak!"

"Yes but Daddy's that weak because of love!"

"Your mouth is so spicy, isn't it?"

"Descend, Mom."

"Really! mommy's genes are more dominant than Daddy's!"

"I told Mom's derivative to explain if this is true because of heredity but I'm not entirely saying that this is an absolute derivative of Mommy alone!"

"Don't make your Mommy dizzy! we're just getting started!"

"If Mom loses then I'll get whatever I ask! agreed?"

"What are you asking, baby?"

"Later I'll say it after the game's over!"

"You must be pessimistic about winning yakan?"

"No!"

"Tell me then! and Mommy will know!"

"Jumawa's not good!"

"But you often behave like that Nevan!"

"Come on mom! if we keep talking then the game will be interrupted!"

"Don't be serious this time ah it's just a game!" Zivana continued to provoke her son's annoyance, because seeing Nevan like this was one that cooled her heart.

"Don't play my hair Mom!"

"Your hair is very thick, huh.., what if at all we are bald?"

"Don't joke!"

"Mommy's serious!"

*thanks to all forms of support from readers, your support is very influential in this story, once again makasii yaa😊*