Trapped in Love Razia Pak Police

Part 12's

The next day, Ceisya had already started to enter his college. His tasks piled up as long as he did not enter more than 1 week this.

The number of tasks makes Ceisya confused about which one to do. It seems that after the class Ceisya chose to go home.

When the class was over, Ceisya went straight to the parking lot.

"Caitya!"

Ceisya turned his body upside down when someone called his name.

Rangga came with a breath that was boring because chasing Ceisya from the first out of class. Lucky Ceisya still he found.

Ceisya scrunched his forehead confused. "What's up, Ga?"

"Hahhhh. I-that's.I just saw you. The other lecturer said you have a family event?"

Ceisya only nodded because while he was licensed with the Lecturer, Ceisya requested that his absence be unknown to his classmates and what the cause was.

"Must have missed a lot of material, right? Want to keep my book down?" bargain Rangga.

"Thank you for the offer, Ga. But, I don't want to trouble you."

"No hassle, yes. I'd rather offer it to you."

"Sorry, Ga. Like I don't need that. I don't want to do anything instantly. There must be sweat dripping as I work on it." Ceisya replied.

"Huumm...Alright. I will not force. But, if you ever need help, I'll always be there. Call me whenever you want."

Instead of being flattered, Ceisya even more uncomfortable made. Ilfeel? I guess it's a little closer.

Ceisya just nodded.

"Where are you going next?" ask Rangga.

"home."

"Tumbens. Usually when the class is over you go to the library. Or do I want to buy it? We ate at that time."

"Sorry, Ga. Now I don't have time for that." replied Ceisya.

"All right then. I'm saying yes? Sorry for interrupting your time."

"Yes." Yeah."

Ceisya looked at the back of Rangga. In his heart why he likes to get his attention.

I don't know. Ceisya who is less sensitive to his feelings or what. He could not see the meaning of the man's gaze.

Ceisya again continued his journey to the parking lot which was only a few meters away from where he had stopped earlier.

Not knowing if there were a pair of eyes that kept staring at him from earlier. Maybe exactly when Ceisya chatted with Rangga. His heart feels strange. It was like a fire was burning in his chest. It feels so hot. Nor did he see his girl being approached by men. Her girl? Since when is that?

Ceisya seemed confused how to get his bike out of the parking lot because many motorcycles were parked there that blocked his path. Because Ceisya usually comes home right when the parking lot is quiet. It was Ceisya very like to stay in the library or in the park to wait for a quiet parking lot, as well as he can get a little material for reading books.

"Can?"

Ceisya immediately turned his body when he heard the voice of someone who felt very close.

Dugh

"Ouch!"

"This what the hell? It's like hitting a wall." Ceisya's mind rubbed his forehead.

After a few minutes of fighting with all his brain, Ceisya raised his head up to see who the man was.

"Yahoo!!!" ceisya reflexes push the chest of the field until the owner of the body staggers slightly back because there is no preparation for his shock. Usually he is always responsive when facing his enemies. But now? He became sluggish and lacking in preparation. He should have thought about it from the beginning.

"CHUCK, OM!!!" she shouted, closing her eyes with both hands.

"Sttstttt. Later they think I'm kidnapping you snot boy!" zafran said with his hand still closing Ceisya's mouth because he had smothered Ceisya's mouth before using his hand just after Ceisya shouted.

Seeing Ceisya speechless did not answer his words made Zafran upset. "Speak stupid! Why are you quiet, huh!"

How not to talk, Ceisya was silent because of his actions.

As if awakened, Zafran immediately released his hand that smothered Ceisya's mouth. He's getting clumsy.

"Hahhh. But, if Om really kidnapped me how?" asked Ceisya with a breath of breath. "Or, Om it's actually a real kidnapper. Oh God!"

"Once again you call me a kidnapper, then I will hang your little body on a banyan tree." said Zafran.

"Please! Just try it, Om!" reply Ceisya casually.

"God! You're making me blood-high." Zafran closed his eyes for a moment.

"Mistake itself. That's why don't be angry. And also, stay away from foods that make you high blood, Om. I'm afraid you'll die young." Ceisya's bluff made Zafran widen his eyes.

"You just prayed for me to die soon?"

"Yes. Indirectly, maybe."

"God! If I die you must die too." said Zafran.

"Of course there is!" replied Zafran prides himself on standing cool in front of Ceisya.

"That's right! Your expression don't be like that, Om. There will be a lot of insects that will stick with you!"

"Insects? What's wrong with insects if they stick with me. Don't just know that insect if it dares to stick with me!"

"Yes, Om. Insects. They stick with you because.." pause Ceisya for a moment.

"Because?"

"Because you're ugly, Om!"

Tueggg

Zafran felt like he had fallen from the top of the Eiffel Tower.

"I'm ugly?" ask Zafran to himself. Seeing the reflection of his face from the rearview mirror of one of the motor vehicles.

"Don't reflect too often, Om. Later your face is taken by the mirror ghost image!" zafran straightened his body while tidying up the shirt he was wearing.

"Forget the matter of mirror ghosts, insects, or whatever. Where are you going now?" ask Zafran.

"Back, Om. It's my bike, it can't be taken out" Ceisya said, showing the bike.

"difficult. Don't you see the parking is full?"

"So?"

"Yes, you have to wait for a quiet parking lot." replied Zafran lightly.

"It's just that I went here the ends must have come home late" said Ceisya lethargic. "Huf! I have a lot of work, Om."

Zafran who saw the lethargic face of Ceisya became unbearable.

"Then what did you do to my college, Om?" ceisya asked as he raised his eyebrows next door.

"Is this really your Ancestors' campus?"

Ceisya.

"Neither."

"Of ihh. My question hasn't been answered. Why did Om come here? Must have followed me?" investigate Ceisya with his pedagogical style.

"Ge'er level acute! You like to go anywhere."

"It's okay, Om. Self-confidence is important."

"So." Right."

Zafran just rolled his eyeballs off guard. "You want to go home?"

"You want, Om. Yakali on campus. Lots of ghosts."

"The ghosts continue." Zafran sneered and prepared to leave the parking area. "Follow me!" zafran.

"don't want. I'll be kidnapped later." replied Ceisya.

Zafran massaged his dizzy forehead. "No one's going to kidnap a snot boy like you. Hurry along! You want to go home?!"

"Motor, Om. Uh, uh...Om, my bike." Ceisya flinched as his hand was pulled suddenly.

"Your theory will be auctioned off."

"Haaaaaaaa.don't auction, Om. That's my favorite bike." cried Ceisya and directly stamped by Zafran.

"Whisper! Once again you talk, I'll sew your lips together!" threaten Zafran who immediately got a quick nod from Ceisya.

After Zafran's hand came out of his mouth Ceisya rambled back. "You know sewing, Om?"

Zafran.

"Oh yeah? Do you know manual sewing or sewing machine?"

"Yes. I'm good at manual sewing. Why why?"

"Looks dubious. I can't believe it!" ceisya answered loudly.

"It's good not to believe. I'll prove it to you to believe. Won't you?" tawar Zafran who immediately got a nod from Ceisya.

"Where are you going to prove it, Om? Whether at your house or at my boarding house! Ah, ja. Or we go straight to the tailor. We borrow a needle with a thread." Cerocos Ceisya with all his ideas.

"It can also be here. Everywhere can too." replied Zafran casually.

"But you brought the equipment, right? Like a thread with a needle?"

Zafran stopped his steps when he was close to his car. He casually said that immediately made Ceisya kicep. Afraid that Zafran will do it. Although innocent but Ceisya not do not know the meaning of the words Zafran because Ceisya often watch Korean dramas.

"I don't need a needle or thread. Only with bare hands." paused Zafran a few seconds before continuing his words. "I just need this. This will make you stop blabbering immediately." Zafran's index finger held onto his lips.