Trapped in Love Razia Pak Police

The Part 33

Zafran unceasingly dyed the head of the girl who was in his embrace. Ever since Zafran announced that he would be sent out of the city, he has not been willing to waste any time left.

"Today to my house?" ask Zafran while looking at Ceisya.

"Om Subject. It's Om." replied Ceisya resigned.

"Will not stay? Tomorrow is the weekend."

"Don't do it."

"Why? Mom at home is waiting for you to play. You don't miss Emi's sister. Now his stomach's pinched." Zafran's fishing rod. When she told Mama Tina, she told her to invite Ceisya to their house.

"Let's see ya later, Om." retorted Ceisya.

"Huummm.. okay."

"Om, my hair don't play dong. Messy tau." Ceisya protested because Zafran had continued to play Ceisya's hair, occasionally in his dress, played, kissed.

"Scented. I like it." said Zafran smilingly making Ceisya roll his eyeballs.

They are currently in a restaurant in the VVIP room.

"Remove it, Om." said Ceisya, shifting his body slightly away from Zafran.

But, his efforts were in vain. Zafran is Zafran. The man shifted his body closer to the girl.

Ceisya just let out a long breath. It's free that he's moving away. Lah, the man next to him was very determined not to be shunned.

"Don't go far. It will be enough later 2 months we are far apart" said Zafran who now began to fight. I don't know since when the zombie soul existed. And their calling has turned into your me. Sometimes Zafran calls Ceisya dear.

"Lebay, Om, lebay."

"No really. It's an instinct. Will you not miss me?"

"Not at all." retorted Ceisya a little sniffy.

"Ih! That's what you are." - whine Zafran.

"What?" ask Ceisya without sin.

Immediately Zafran laid his head on the thigh of Ceisya who was sitting on a long sofa. The man straightened his legs so as not to stiffen later.

Ceisya raised both of his hands up. "Om, what the hell!? Rise dong." protest Ceisya.

"Lay for a bit." Zafran casually closed his eyes. His outstretched hand took Ceisya's hand and he put it over his head. "Elus-elus." Zafran asked without opening his eyes.

Doubtfully Ceisya stroked the head of the man lying on his thigh. Brushed the man's hair that wasn't too long.

Implied his longing if imagining the man will be on duty. Because all this time his life was a little colored by the presence of the man. Just imagining it made the girl daydream until she was startled by Zafran's hand holding her hand, stopping the elucidations on her head.

Zafran, the man had already opened both eyes out of nowhere.

"Why, hmm?" the man took Ceisya's hand to snatch her.

"No, Om."

"Really?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"That food wasn't eaten?" zafran asked considering that the girl only ate a little food. "You want to order a new one? It's cold." bargained the man.

"Don't, Om. I'm full already."

Zafran just nodded resignedly, unwilling to force.

"All right."

Zafran closed his eyes again. This time he did not ask Ceisya to stroke his head. But apparently he replaced it. The man buried his head right in Ceisya's stomach, causing the girl to squeal in agitation as Zafran kept pinning his head.

"Check, Om. Don't gini!" Ceisya laughed a little.

"Where? A gini?" instead of stopping, the man became.

"Not that. Um, ticklish. hahahaa. Release, Om!" pinta Ceisya once again, he could not stand the amused taste that attacked him.

"OK, okay. I stopped." said Zafran because he could not bear to see the girl laughing to the point of tears.

"Such a cry to cry gini." Zafran's hand stretched out to remove the corner of Ceisya's eyes that let out tears.

Zafran got up from his stuff, the man took a glass of water and drank it.

He went back to the side, stuck his body closer. Stare intensely at the girl. Ceisya who was stared at like that was immediately nervous and a little salting.

"Far away, Om." pleaded Ceisya as his hand pushed the man slightly, hoping Zafran to move away a little. But instead of moving away, the man got closer.

"The more you move away, the closer I get."

"Don't tense. You are more beautiful if you are tense" said Zafran while away making Ceisya stroked his chest slowly.

The approaching of the man made Ceisya a little wary. His heart became abnormal.

"Where else are you going? Just go straight to the house, right?"

"May." replied Ceisya.

Before leaving, Zafran first paid for their food and then they went home.

"Here!" Zafran seizes the seatbelt held by Ceisya. Then he put it on the girl's body.

"Om, stop by the supermarket first."

"Why what?" asked Zafran confused.

"You buy some hands first. Time to play with empty hands."

"no need. Enough you came Mama's already happy."

"Yes." replied Ceisya resignedly.

"Printers. So it's more dear." Zafran briefly stroked Ceisya's head as he focused on driving.

"If not clever?"

"Yes, it's the same. Whether you're smart or not, I love you."

"Why, Honey? Dad's mom?" zafran asked slightly.

"Yes, drunk!" ceisya Sudang.

"Don't get drunk on the trip. Just get drunk on my love, not the others."

"You have to wait, Om. I've been so long!"

"Don't sprain, honey. Oh yeah? Why are you spilling, hm? Is it because I haven't sun-in yet?" zafran origin.

"Haaa? Whahuh? Your dream!" reply Ceisya slightly shouted, staring at Zafran sharply.

"Hahahaa. So kepengen nyium really deh. Ya wait? Soon we arrive." said Zafran impatiently.

"What's? Want what?"

"No. Already, you sit back and relax. Or it's okay to be stuck, too. I'll wake up when I get home."

"Hmmm..." Ceisya just muttered.

Along the way, Ceisya did not sleep. The girl looked focused on her phone. He occasionally scrolled his phone screen.

It does not feel Zafran vehicle is now in his yard. The man did not go down immediately as did Ceisya. The girl did not come down because Zafran was holding her back.

"What, Om?"

"No. Just want to look at the girl before you get into the house."

"Gombal."

"I'm not a tombal, honey. But it's a fact. Facts I can't change."

"Udah, Om."

"Wait a minute."

"What else?"

"It...!"

"That's great!" Ceisya hit the man's arm.

"Come on dong, honey. Just once, huh? Clash doang deh." persuaded Zafran to put up a face weld.

"No!" Ceisya wiggled his index finger to the right and to the left.

"Again."

"I still don't want to!"

"Jas. We'll be here until tomorrow. Ah yes, all until next month... next year... or next century?"

"It turns out Om likes to force ya?"

"I? Sure oes. I'm very pushy this time."

"Om a bitch."

"Indeed. And you're adorable."

"Om, open the door. I can't get out." whined Ceisya.

"But this was before, dear."

"No!"

"Just so."

"Of."

"What?"

"Don't gini."

"What?"

Ceisya breathed heavily.

"Battle but yeah?"

Zafran's face immediately sumringah. "Seriously want to?"

"Yes, it's not so."

"Eh! Aye, yes. A clash is okay."

"I-I. Shame, Om. There will be someone."

"will not. Just trust. Oh yea. This glass window is also dark so it's invisible."

Zafran has remained in his position. Expanding her face.

"Pump! He said he'd go inside." Zafran's fishing rod.

"Om, close your eyes."

"All right." Zafran according.

Ceisya took a deep breath before starting the action. His heart beats unbecoming.

Cup

Glimpse. But...

"OOM!" ceisya shouted irritatedly with bawling breath.

Zafran just smiled with satisfaction. He wiped the corners of his wet lips using his thumb finger.

Clique

"Please, Princess. The door can be opened." said Zafran with a face without sin.

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