Trapped in Love Razia Pak Police

The Part 29

"Why rem?" zafran whispered right in Ceisya's ear.

Sontak Ceisya opened both of his eyes. He turned his eyes to the side."N-no!" kilah Ceisya with his face red as a boiled crab.

"Times?" goda Zafran's. He wanted to continue it. But, his sane brain is still useful. As powerful as Zafran's energy held him.

"What the hell, Om?" Salting ceisya. Apparently the girl can salting as well. Zafran thought Ceisya would be innocent.

"That's why her cheeks are red?" ledek Zafran is still flirting with Ceisya. He loved to see the girl die from infestation.

Pukk

Ceisya hit the chest of the field of the man who was still close to him.

"Ouch!" start Zafran mendrama. Pretending to be in pain from a blow from Ceisya.

Ceisya with all his innocent level asked instead. "Sick, Om?" asked the girl while looking at Zafran holding his chest.

Zafran smiled small yet invisible. "Yes. It hurts so much." he said dramatizing.

"really?" ask Ceisya who believes.

Again Zafran nodded. "I need medicine!" pinta Zafran who has started brainwashing.

"Medicine? Is that sick? I just hit him slowly."

"Slow but painful." replied Zafran.

"alright. Later after coming home from here we stop by the pharmacy for a while."

"For what?" ask Zafran.

"She said your chest hurt." replied Ceisya.

"Indeed yes. But, you can treat it!"

"Can't, Om."

"Can!"

"No!"

"Can..."

"How?"

Got hit! This is the answer Zafran is waiting for.

"It's like this!" Zafran began to take Ceisya's hand and carried it to his chest which Ceisya had struck earlier.

"Yakkk...!!!" Ceisya shouted in annoyance.

"Hahahahahaaa.." Zafran's laughter suddenly came out because he had succeeded in teasing the girl beside him.

"You're lying, Om!" ceisya then pinched the man's stomach and arms while mumbling. "Now feel the real pain!"

"Ouch! Duhhh.sick, Sa. Release first. It's not what you think it is." Zafran endured the real pain because of the pinch he continued to receive.

Ceisya stopped his activities. He stared fiercely at Zafran who looked grimacing.

"Don't pout!" Zafran pinched next to Ceisya's cheek. "After this we will ride a lot of games. Won't you?" tawar Zafran.

"Look!" menacam Ceisya's.

After finishing riding the bianglala rides, they played a lot of games. Ceisya showed one of the games there is throwing stacking cans.

"Om, I want a doll." whine Ceisya showed me a panda doll.

"Yes, yes." Zafran resigned to comply with Ceisya's request.

To knock down the arrangement of the cans, Zafran was given three chances to throw a small ball. His eyes were so sharp as if he was setting a strategy.

"Related, Om! The spirit!" Ceisya clapped his hands repeatedly as he spoke words of encouragement.

Zafran just smiled. Ceisya is so adorable.

One throw, the can only fall a few. Zafran did not give up. He will try to win that game.

The second time is still the same. The sweat on his forehead was already pouring out. Zafran is an expert in shooting. But, for this one affair he doubted his skills.

While wiping the bismillah, Zafran threw the last ball and it worked.

"Yes, it worked!" zafran said so proud.

Ceisya, the girl immediately screeched while prancing with excitement. After that they decided to rest for a moment.

Ceisya just nodded. It can be seen from the look on his face that depicts cheerfulness. Next to her hand, Ceisya held an ice cream that almost melted due to too focused on hugging the panda doll.

I really want Zafran to exchange the doll for himself. Maybe so irish. But, he was happy to see that the smile of the girl beside him did not subside.

"What else do you want?" zafran asked, then a moment later a brilliant idea popped into his head. "What about the ghost house?" tawar Zafran with his grin.

Ceisya turned his head, looking at the man beside him. He scoops the ice cream in his mouth and then replies. "May." said Ceisya agreed.

Zafran thought Ceisya was just pretending not to be afraid when he agreed. But, it turns out to be true. The little girl was not afraid as they entered the haunted house. The proof now, he was so relaxed when he saw ghosts so-called events that appeared to them.

Leisurely Ceisya walked beside Zafran while hugging the doll in his arms. Sometimes he greets ghosts.

"Eh! Hi, your hair is so long. And also your clothes why are they covered in red paint? Can I help you wash it? Oh yea. I helped you cut your hair. It's not good to see the others." said Ceisya when he saw the ghost sighting in white and long-haired.

Do not ask how the feeling of ghosts so-genesis disguised as kuntilanak. Surely his heart was broken. Maybe he will rethink to stop being a ghost so-called events that scare visitors in the night market.

Zafran immediately dragged Ceisya's arm which stopped greeting the kunti. He shook his head. In vain his efforts lead Ceisya to the haunted house. She thought Ceisya would be frightened to hold her all the way inside the haunted house. Uh, but the truth is.

It was like walking in a beautiful park, so relaxing.

There came a time when Ceisya was screaming in fear. He released the doll in his arms, which he changed by hugging Zafran.

Zafran was astonished but he accepted it. Very happy even.

"What's up, hmm?" asked Zafran who had stopped his steps, stroking Ceisya's hair curled up in fear.

Slowly those pretty eyes let out tears. He shook his head. "M-tau out, Om." Ceisya's great-grandson was afraid, still with his current position.

"You're afraid of that clown?" asked Zafran again who immediately realized.

Ceisya just nodded. As a child, he was traumatized by the fear of clowns. Because he thinks clowns are scary. According to Ceisya, the most frightening part was that his wide smile was almost torn apart.

Zafran loosened Ceisya's hand wrapped around his waist. He cupped the girl's face. "Jas. We out. But, don't cry anymore." her thumb finger swept over that cheek that was wet from tears.

"This doll is held first." Zafran lowered his head to pick up the panda doll lying below.

Ceisya shook his head. "Hold it, Om."

"Still scared?" zafran asked, realizing that the girl's body was trembling slightly. Ceisya nodded yes.

"Jas. Here hug!" Zafran spread his arms and was welcomed by Ceisya. She felt claustrophobic because her embrace was too tight. However, it was impossible for Zafran to convey it.

They walked out of the haunted house. Zafran could not bear to see the crying Ceisya. He understood the trauma the girl had experienced.

Arriving outside, Ceisya still did not want to let go of his embrace.

"We go straight home, right? Uh, but, stop by first. You haven't eaten." Ceisya only complies.

After pairing the seatbelt on Ceisya then Zafran install his own seatbelt.

On the way, Ceisya was silent. It makes Zafran feel guilty for having invited Ceisya into the haunted house. Anyway why the hell wear there show appears clowns all. Uh, but, Zafran's getting benefits too.

After stopping at the food stall, Zafran immediately drove Ceisya back to his boarding house.

"Don't cry anymore. Jump bobok huh? Don't ambush. Good night." said Zafran while stroking Ceisya's black hair.

"Be careful going home, Om." Ceisya was already smiling even though his feelings were still a little scared because of that.

"Yes. Come inside!"

Cup

Unknowingly Zafran left a kiss on Ceisya's forehead. Then he rattled the black hair. Zafran just smiled at the stupefied Ceisya. Not just another forehead. Inner Zafran.

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ceisya klo smile 😂

this picture om fit again up comedy puter 😅 mangap his clothes are not same 😅kok picture 😅 you can imagine the visual mna aja 😂

si om bener-gener mode weh 😂

hope you guys don't get bored reading this story yes 🤗🤗🤗