Love Mr. Casanova

Ivander Gibran

Ivander sat in the chair he chose. His presence in that class, stole the attention of many eyes. But the ugly face he showed made the guts of students who did not know him will shrink.

Moments later, the Ospek show began. Ivander and the rest of Maba gathered on the campus grounds.

The sisters of the builders were already standing firmly in front of the line of Maba. Facing the Maba whose hands are locked on their backs.

"Listen all!" yelled Arga who was the vice chairman of the Ospek committee.

The shout started Ospek's activities today. And it continued until dusk came.

All students are now tired. They sit in the field. Of course without a pedestal.

The consumption team distributed the rations of food that had been prepared for the whole of Maba.

"Ivander?" greet the familiar girl to Ivander. "I'm sitting here, right?" ask her.

"Whatever!" ivander replied indifferently to the girl in the same uniform.

"Thanks!" said the girl with a sweet smile while sitting with her food box.

The girl was proud, because she was the only student who knew Ivander. Moreover, Ivander became the center of attention, of course he was a notable splash. Pretty pansos on his inner campus.

And it is true that many new and old students are watching both of them.

Ivander started eating dessert today voraciously, without saying a word to the beautiful girl beside him.

Beautiful girl who hopes to talk to, or offered to go home together. Or maybe even introduced as a friend. But the result is nil.

Ivander doesn't even seem to know me!

The girl's mind pursed her lips.

"Eh, what's your name?" ivander asked without looking.

Spontaneously the girl's eyes opened wide turning Ivander. I really didn't think he would be talked to.

"Gee!" said the girl quickly, with a slight tremble in her shock. "Haha, cook first one class forgets anyway!" he continued, familiar.

"Emm. sorry Lea, I want to see my cousin first!" Ivander stood up after his food was almost gone.

"But Ivander!" chirps Lea.

Ivander did not care, he immediately threw away his lunchbox and left the field.

Enter the hallway and approach Arga and Queenara who are finishing their meal on one side of campus.

"Eh, the King of the year is coming!" queenara said with a smile on Ivander.

"Shut up! I'm so bored!"

"Eittz! I am proud to be your cousin! how bored is that?" sahut Arga's.

Ivander sat down beside Arga and leaned his back on the chair. And at that time also some of the older brothers steal - steal a look at the whereabouts of Ivander.

"Junior, what are you doing here?" ask Fay, one of the construction teams.

"Bored, in the field so a spectacle!"

"Eh, that's not a spectacle! it's because you're attracting attention!" queenara Sahut.

"Yes right! that's because you stand out the most boy!" said Fay.

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🍄 One year passed . . .

After the Ospek activities ended, Ivander was interested in becoming a team of Osek committee.

During this year Ivander studied very well. He always gets good grades.

It seems that the casanova nature of the Daddy in his youth did not decrease to him. It is proven that until this moment he has never even been in love or in a relationship.

Her semester break is over. He left the mansion again to go to his campus.

"Sister, Jesselyn is still missing too!" jesselyn slammed her body into Ivander's bed. "So, you shouldn't be on holiday!"

"Sister has to take care of Ospek the Maba, Jess!" devan answered while combing his hair neatly.

"Tomorrow Jesselyn's gone home from school no more big brother!"

"There's Mommy and Daddy!"

"If there's no big brother, it's lonely!" Jesselyn tilted her back at Ivander, facing the nightstand where there was a photo of them sitting on the SD-level bench.

After confirming her appearance, Ivander sat on the bed as Jesselyn lay behind him.

Dropping her body behind Jesselyn faced Jesselyn who was weaving her lips.

"Why do you all have to go to college there? London has a lot of great campuses!"

"Because of baby Jesselyn's tradition!" ivander replied with a pinch on the cheek of his only brother.

"I'm not a baby!" chirps Jesselyn.

"Tetep if you're kayaking baby!"

"Sister!" Jesselyn turned her body towards Ivander who was chuckling.

"This atmosphere!" Jesselyn got up from the bed and chuckled at the blood-ridden sister.

"ah! Jessielyn!" shouted Ivander, because the hair that had just been neatly arranged in random - random by Jesselyn.

"Haha!"

"Observe you!" Ivander moved and was about to chase after Jesselyn who was running towards the door. But Ivander stopped his steps. "Baby baby!" ivander Umpat.

Ivander went back to the dresser in his room. Back to tidying up her random hair - scramble.

"If it makes a lot of kangen, if the deck is restless!" ivander grumbled at the sister who had gone out somewhere.

Ivander put on his jeans jacket, then picked up a medium-sized backpack. And take him out of the room.

"Sister, are you ready?" ask Mommy Yocelyn.

"It's Mom!" answer Ivander.

"Let's go!" sahut Daddy Devan, who has now stepped on the head of five.

"Yes!" answer Ivander. "Where's Jesselyn, Dad?"

"In the car!" answer Daddy Devan.

The latest limousine took them out of the mansion. Dad & Mom always drove the son back to Oxford.

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They reached Ivander's apartment on the eve of the night. The apartment floor is still empty. Only Ivander's apartment was filled. Cousins spend their holidays in Indonesia.

"Sister, remember? to be a good and strong coach. Don't be so happy with juniors!" devan.

"Yes, Dad!" answer Ivander. "Oh yeah, Dad! Ivander just remembered!" moving towards his study room.

"What?" ask Daddy Devan with eyes that follow his son's movements.

Ivander exited the study with a photograph in his hand.

"Women who are with Daddy, Dad Alex, Uncle Rakha, Uncle Alfred and Uncle Zayn who are you, Dad?" ivander asked, handing Devan a photo. Spontaneous Yocelyn and Jesselyn joined in looking at what photos Ivander gave her.

Devan and Yocelyn froze slightly staring at the photo that was now in Devan's hands. Jocelyn looked at her husband's face. And their eyes meet. Yocelyn gave the code to tell stories.

"His name is Charla Caroline!" answer Devan. "He's one of our best friends!" devan was clear without seeing the son.

"Cara Caroline?"

"Yes!" devan replied, staring at the photo of six people. And Charla is the only woman in the picture.

"Where is he now?"

"She's dead!" devan lirih replied.

Ivander and Jesselyn slightly opened her mouth in shock.

"Where did you get this photo?" ask Mama.

"While studying the history of the campus in the old library, I tried to find - look for relics in Daddy's college days. Because the college knew Ivander was Daddy's son, so they allowed Ivander to take the picture!" answer Ivander.

Devan nodded. "Turn it back, brother!"

"But Ivander's still talking about Daddy's youth. Because some senior lecturers say, Ivander is different from Daddy!"

"Well!" all frowned.

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**Heem... Daddy Devan's youth is not good to emulate Brother Ivander! Love you 😘

Happy reading 🌹🌹🌹**