Trapped in Love with Casanova

Yazid's Story

"Have you eaten, huh? If not, what do you want me to do?" Leon just came and immediately approached Maisya who was busy in front of the laptop.

Maisya held her chest in surprise. "If the Dateng sounds bell first cake do not play nylonong aja make me surprised. Clanging on the love of access terjelunjak," scolding Maisya without turning to Leon who was beside him.

Today he has an online study schedule with a private teacher who was assigned by Papa Bram to help Maisya finish school. Maisya is homeschooling, as well as Leon.

Excuse me Leon sat beside her. "Lo's a cup that is not horrified. I used the bell twice but there was no response. That's why I went straight in" Leon said.

Maisya caught the astonishment. "Is she?" ask while thinking.

Leon shook his head a few times not poking Maisya's question. "Udah yet?" Again he asked Maisya.

"Not yet."

"Yes wait here so I can make lunch for Lo" said Leon rose from his seat walking towards the kitchen Maisya.

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"Zifran wait! Papa hasn't finished talking!" papa Arya shouted to see that Zifran did not make his call.

The man immediately caught up with Zifran who was climbing the stairs. And pulled his son's hand to a stop.

"What do you want with your attitude like this?!" papa Arya asked firmly.

Zifran releases Papa Arya's check. "Cancel that wedding plan because whenever I don't want it!"

"You don't joke, Fran, because everything's ready and the day after tomorrow you're getting married. Be a responsible man don't be a loser like this!"

"Yes if that's your decision. And one more. Stop taking care of my business!" Zifran leaves with a sense of disappointment to Papa Arya.

Brak!

The sound of the room door that Zifran closed was strong to the point of making a loud noise made Papa Arya hold his chest in surprise.

Not long ago, though, Zifran came out with a shirt that had been changed into a black t-shirt and milk-brown shorts walking around in front of Papa Arya who was sitting on the living room sofa while checking out the work of the few the day was ignored by him.

"Where are you going, Fran?" Take off his glasses and put them in a file that he held.

Zifran stop. Breathing out, rolling his eyes panted. "Walking with Arlan."

"You will soon be married so rub your attitude."

"Stop patronizing me, Pa. I'll do whatever I want! And please don't interfere in my affairs!" his mouth went from there.

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"Look good too, Yon. Where did you learn to cook?" maisya asked as she turned the spaghetti on the plate before putting it in her mouth.

"Gue used to see my sister make this. I keep watching how he cooks it? Abis that I often practice at home because this includes my favorite meal really," replied Leon.

"Lo has a sister? How did I just know?" Maisya turned her head to the side looking at Leon a little surprised.

As long as Maisya is friends with Leon, Leon has never told her that he has an older brother. And several times he and his two best friends visited the house and Leon's brother was not there.

"Oh, my brother is rarely at home because he lives abroad and returns home if he's free" Leon replies, continuing to put the spoon in his mouth.

Five minutes they had spent eating lunch with a simple menu, but made full of love that Leon dissolved in his cooking. After completion, Maisya resumed his unfinished duties as well as Leon who began to turn on his laptop.

'Anyway you should marry Amel in a week. Papa does not accept any rebuttal from your mouth!!'

'Stop looking for Maisya, Fran. You're engaged and soon you're getting married. So Papa hope you don't embarrass our family. Understand!'

Zifran hit the steering wheel to vent all the frustration and emotion that controlled him as the words of his parents passed through his mind. The red face went out, as well as the hunting breath after everything that was happening at this moment.

"Sia*lan Lo, Mel! Because of Lo, I have to lose Maisya from my life! You ruined my love's happiness the same rotten game Lo! You have ruined everything and including my family who now do not care the same feelings Maisya! Why pela*cur Lo, Mel!"

His emotions are overflowing and uncontrollable. Zifran drove his car at high speed through the streets of the capital which was seen starting to be crowded with vehicles ahead of the office hours.

"Gue won't be happy on top of my suffering with Maisya!"

The car was speeding up on the road. From the front a tank car is traveling at a speed equal to that of a Zifran car.

Seeing that, Zifran panicked and tried to avoid the car that was approaching him faster.

"Yahoooooooooo!!!!!"

Brake!!!!

A violent collision was inevitable again. The car Zifran was riding rolled over repeatedly until it hit the road barrier. Instantly his body felt weak when his car collided strongly with the tank car. Zifran closed his eyes as his body was shaken around.

Destroyed, shapeless ringsek makes Zifran who is in there can only grimace to feel the pain and crumbling of the body that seems unable to move. Blood continued to flow from the wounds all over his body due to the glass shards that stuck there. Even now Zifran's face was impossible to recognize because of injuries caused by the impact of the road barrier that broke into the car hit the head of Zifran until the thick blood continued to come out without being stopped.

In a semi-conscious state, Zifran tried to move his body to get out of there, but all seemed to be in vain because his legs were pinched and the car's position was reversed.

"To.. to. long," said Zifran.

Many vehicles stopped there and helped Zifran. Not only that, police officers were also present and directly arranged traffic so that there was no traffic jam.

Zifran sighed, grimacing back in pain all over his body. His gaze slowly blurred along with the increasingly weakened heartbeat. His consciousness was only a few percent.

"Sorry brother, Shay. Until whenever brother just love you. Sorry, brother who can't make you happy. Maybe after this you will get your happiness and brother sincere with everything. Again sorry ka. kak," said Zifran softly and stammering along with his eyes were closed.

Tiiittt...

"Sister Zifran!!!!" maisya cried hysterically.

"Lo why, Shay?" asked Leon who was surprised to hear Maisya yell. He immediately closed his laptop approaching Maisya who was still stunned.

"Lo why cry? Lo's a nightmare?" Pulling Maisya's body took her into his arms.

"Gu-gue dreams of Zifran's brother getting hit by a car, Yon," Maisya replied as he pleased.

"Lo still thinks that breng*sek guy?" asked Leon who was nodding back by Maisya. "Udahlah, people like him do not need to think. He didn't think about your feelings. Now you have to open a new page here. In this city with me. I don't want to see Lo sad continue," continued Leon rubbed Maisya's back trying to calm him.

"Gue needs time for all of that. I can't forget it, that's it."

"OK, I get it. So now don't cry anymore," Leon's pinta unraveled her embrace looking at Maisya. "It's just a dream, so you don't have to worry."

"But the dream was like a real Yon. I understand how sick Zifran is. And I saw regret in his eyes when he called my name. Hiks. hiks.." Maisya sobbed.

'Sorry who hasn't been able to erase my feelings is the same brother zifran.'

'Gue will try to be patient until Lo actually can take Zifran from Lo's heart, Yes."

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