Trapped in Love with Casanova

Not running from my duties

"Sorry, you're not pa-pa, are you?" ask the man to hold Maisya's hand so as not to fall.

"Sister... Zi?"

Zifran was astonished by the call he had just heard.

"You know me?" asked Zifran confused.

But Maisya had not yet answered Zifran's business partner first voiced.

"Come, sir, we've been waiting for the others."

"Hem." After that it turned towards Maisya again. "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry." After that left Maisya who stared at his disappearance.

Maisya continued to look towards Zifran who just left without knowing himself again. Why this meeting was so heartbreaking for him. A drop of tears without being asked fell just like that from Maisya's eye patch when she realized there was a change from her former lover. The body that used to look sturdy muscular now looks a little skinny. And what makes Maisya's heart fullest is from the way Zifran's road is very much different from their meeting a few years ago. A little bit on his right leg.

'What exactly happened to you, brother? Why don't you know me when you're like this? Are you really happy with your little family?' maisya's inner self as her gaze continued to pay attention to Zifran's every step of the foot until someone's voice greeted him.

"See, is this really you? How are you?" tanya Arlan did not believe what she saw.

"Sister Arlan?!" After turning his head, Maisya immediately hugged Arlan just like that and ignored those who were looking.

"I'm all right, sister how? Sorry, I didn't leave for you. I'm sorry, brother?" Self-conscious, Maisya hurriedly let go of their embrace.

"Ar, spiel! The meeting will soon begin!" zifran shouted from the other end.

"Yes, just a second, sir!" arlan replied half-screaming.

"Sister can not be long because the boss brother who is now fiercely asking for forgiveness is like a lion. Next time we talk more, right? You must have a lot of questions, right?"

Without replying, Maisya simply nodded while wiping her tears as Arlan caught up with her superior who entered into the VIP room not far from where Maisya was standing.

"Why are you, Shay? How did he suddenly feel so sad on his face?" leon tucked the hair into Maisya's ear.

"Nothing. I did not accidentally meet Arlan's brother with his boss," Maisya answered honestly.

"Sir Arlan is here?" Replace Alya who asked and Maisya also nodded.

"Lo meet..." Maisya nodded again as Andin's words hung in the air after knowing the answer given by Maisya. The girl heaved a heavy sigh with this kind of situation.

"But he didn't know me and left. And that made a long time ago because I was chatting with brother Arlan. Sorry for making you wait so long" Maisya said. However, he gives understanding so that there is no misunderstanding between himself and Leon.

"Not pa-pa. But you're all right, aren't you?" ask Leon to make sure.

"Hem."

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On the back porch of the house, Maisya and Arlan sat facing each other. They talk to each other to let go of the longing that has not seen each other and face to face either directly or just from a telephone connection.

And at this time, after returning home from work, Arlan took the time to visit Maisya.

"Diminum the tea first brother," pinta Maisya invited Arlan.

"Thank you. Oiya, have you been back to Jakarta for a long time, Sya?" ask Arlan after that sipping tea that has been served.

"Yet. Just yesterday, sis, because in a week I want to marry Leon. Arlan came, huh?"

"Ukhuk. ukhuk..uk..." Arlan immediately placed the cup he was holding on the table. "Huh-so all this time you've been in a relationship with a kid?" tanya Arlan rubbed her choking chest.

Maisya.

Then Arlan sighed heavily.

"Do you still hate Zifran, Shay? I'm sorry if you're sassy, but you need to know that Zifran loves you so much. I hope you will forgive all the misunderstandings between you. Honestly, I don't have the heart to see him now. Even for yourself brotherun it feels like brother failed to return you to him."

Yep. Now what can Arlan do after learning that Maisya has now had her own life with the person who always loved her.

"What does Arlan mean?"

"Zifran amnesia, Yes. He lost all his memories." Maisya closed her mouth in disbelief. "After his departure, a few months later, Zifran had an accident due to a tanker truck crash. Maybe he was frustrated because he kept looking at you but never met. Ah... If you had seen her situation at that time, you would not have been able to, Sya. The brother who saw him just can't believe it's your ex."

Maisya who heard that immediately recalled her dream a few years ago that she still remembered until now. It was not a dream, but a real event. Are they tied to each other?

I don't know what feelings are now lodged in Maisya's mind. A sense that he himself does not know and cannot interpret, just hoping that his feelings will never change and will always remain the same for the man who has graced the beautiful days with him.

After a long time they shared the news with each other. Seeing the night ahead, Arlan bids Maisya farewell to return to her apartment.

"Sir-age huh? The big brother tells all to you it does not need to be too thoughtful. Brother just wants you to know what he is now, why he was like that you. Dah yes, brother back used to be lazy too."

Maisya nodded without answering Arlan's words.

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'Basar bocil, in broken up so it's been meek, even ask for the non, not anymore.'

'Enak aja in broken up, as long as om know that mutusin I'm not him!'

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'So from nowhere, this hour just picked up!'

'Don't be so tight, I don't know the same sister Zi.'

Zifran instantly opened his eyes as a glimpse of the shadow reappeared in his memory. It was vague and unclear who the man and woman were. Could it be her, then who was that woman? Does it have anything to do with his past?

"Awwwsh."

Zifran hissed and held his throbbing head while closing his eyes to neutralize the pain felt at this moment.

"Are you okay, sir?" arlan asked worriedly at the state of Zifran who was sweating coldly because he was enduring the pain.

Then got up and approached Zifran at his desk.

"She's all right, isn't she? Do I need to get a doctor to check on you?"

"No need. My head just hurts, there's nothing to worry about. I just try to remember who I am and the woman who is always present every time I close my eyes. Whether the woman has anything to do with my past or not" explained Zifran who still closed his eyes.

"I hope you're not forcing it too much. Let it all come back by itself. I'm sure sooner or later you'll be healthy and remember everything" Arlan said, giving Zifran drinking water.

"Thank you. Oiya, at the restaurant, you know the woman who hit me?" Suddenly Zifran asked like that after his pain had lessened a bit.

Arlan was asked to try to be as calm as possible to not endanger the health of his best friend who in recent years only considers him a secretary and always behave like a stranger.

"Oh that.em. You could say he was like my own brother. What's wrong, sir?"

"Oh, there's no. I felt like I had met him, but where I didn't want to. Was it just my feeling once?" zifran said a little hesitating.

"After lunch, what's my next schedule?"

"Wait a minute, sir, I'll check it out first." Arlan returns the shirt he was in to pick up an Android tablet to see his CEO's schedule today.

"After this we have a visit to one of the malls owned by the family because what I heard from the staff there is a little obstacle and there are some files that you have to sign. The rest is not there, sir."

"Yes, prepare everything I need to get there" Zifran told Arlan. After that she slenderly went out of her room.