Trapped in Love Sister Stepbrother Love Pasta Laluku (Aged 17) Season 2

Reasons Zava

"Why do you stand, do not sit "said Zava while carrying a cup of tea.

"You don't see there's no chair, how can I sit?" between Dion's hands he put his pants on.

"Yes sitting on the floor, sir, I do not have a chair or a sofa" said Zava still trying to be friendly and put the tea type that is always used.

"Hey, where are you going?" dion asked as Zava left him.

"Yes I want to go back to the kitchen to finish my job." she replied a little annoyed.

"You're so disrespectful, I'm a guest here and you're letting me be a statue." Dion's murmur still stood unwilling to sit down.

Zava sighed softly.

"Listen well, dear Lord Dion, I am busy and cannot accompany guests, so if you feel like a statue you better just go home" said Zava as gently as possible.

"You kicked me out again," Dion shook his head. "Listen you're the only girl who dares to throw me out and refute me and I don't accept that." Dion said quickly.

Zava again sighed his patience would completely disappear if he continued to serve Dion, so Zava was forced to expel Dion violently whatever if he got angry and cancelled his order Zava did not care.

"Sir, you better go home because I'm tired and want to sleep." Zava pushed Dion's broad, stocky back out of his contract.

"Hey, you really dare to do this to me," Dion stared intently at Zava but being stared at like that was normal.

"Do you want to get angry? please be angry with the door." said Zava and with a flash the door was immediately closed making Dion gawk then growled annoyed.

"Damn, this girl really. eeh I just want to eat her!" even Dion couldn't get angry or curse he was just confused as to why he couldn't do it to Zava instead he became anxious.

"Hey, remember tomorrow you have to bring me something special, otherwise I'll punish you." dion shouted behind the door after that because it was night time he decided to just go home and give a lesson to Zava.

Inside the house Zava heard Dion's screams but he paid no heed to him nor would he send anything special to Dion.

*****

The next morning Wawan was already hanging in front of Zava's rented door waiting for Zava to come out before leaving for work.

Shortly afterwards Zava came out to take out the trash and to his surprise he found Wawan standing next to his door with a lethargic face.

"Astagfirullah, bang Wawan just make a surprise!" Zava stroked his chest after he dropped the trash.

"Why Wawan? why is his face lethargic." asked Zava saw Wawan was not excited.

"Va, is Mr. Dion really your future husband?" tanya Wawan.

Zava swallowed his own saliva how this was whether he should be honest or lying.

"Zava why keep quiet, do you like Mr. Dion." asked Wawan again when Zava was silent.

Zava biting his lower lip was more confused by Wawan's question if he was honest then Lusi's mother would be angry and he would be expelled but if he lied he was not his future wife and also did not know like Dion or not, but that guy can always make her hate and vibrate around him.

"Iya Wan, Mr. Dion my future husband and I love it". Zava said with a forced smile to make Wawan more lethargic.

Then suddenly Wawan's phone shook, Wawan immediately saw it. There's a message for him

the look on Wawan's face was very unpleasant after reading the message.

"Why Wawan?" ask Zava astonished.

"Zava boss asked me to bring your order again and you also have to bring a lunchbox for your future husband, otherwise he'll be here to pick it up.".

Zava choked up he just made an order for his employees and he purposely did not make it for Dion but Dion forced him to keep making it.

"Emmm... Wawan can not order you just take it and for your boss you also give it." Zava reasoned with a face made as clear as possible.

"I'm tired Wawan please yeah!" Zava pleaded with both hands.

Wawan can't refuse him to feel sorry for Zava.

"All right, I'll help you!" pasrah Wawan's.

"Well, you're so nice Wawan thank you!" Zava is happy that he is finally free of Dion, so he is better off taking orders to the school where Daryna teaches.

Wawan glanced at the clock in his hand, "Yes already then I go first in the afternoon I will come again.!" Wawan said he stopped because the clock showed he had to leave.

"Yes be careful bang Wawan" said Zava smiled and replied Wawan with a smile as well.

After Wawan left Daryna came.

"Hey, what are you doing? saying goodbye to the future husband." chanted because he had seen Zava with Wawan smiling.

"No, you're all there!" answer Zava quickly.

"Then you smile at each other, you like Wawan yah!" ledek Daryna again.

"What the hell is Daryna? I was asking her to deliver an order for her friends to her office so I didn't have to go there anymore so I was happy." Zava and Daryna replied, nodding their heads.

"Then, who delivered my order?" daryna asked as she remembered she also had an order.

"Yes you are!".

"Me, just me!" confused Daryna.

"Well, with me, of course, I want to know where you teach?" zava.

"But why don't you drive to Wawan's place."

"Have not asked much, anyways I already know the place and now I want to know where you work, can't I?"

"Of course I may!" Daryna smiled, and they entered Zava's contract.

*****

In the midst of the hustle and bustle of Jakarta in the morning full of human activities for each activity.

In a cool and peaceful minimalist house lived a 24-year-old man who wore neat clothes with style syar'i looks so comfortable and cool.

Moreover, the handsome face of the man with a little mustache and a beard with neatly combed hair.

A shady and peaceful and radiant face reveals an aura that is so calm and calm and always spreads a smile every time you meet someone.

"For the mas, it's neat nih want to teach yah!" ask a mother passing by in front of her house.

"Yes ma'am" the man replied with a friendly smile.

"Wah adem really ngeliatnya, mas already have a candidate not if I have no children who are ready to be copied." babble the mother made the man chuckle.

"Sorry Mom, I already have!" the answer shortens the time.

"Well, what a pity, but the daughter of a beautiful mother!" the mother kept talking.

"Mom could have, I'm sorry ma'am wants to go teach!" the man said goodbye on his motorbike.

"Yes be careful yah mas handsome."