Trapped in Love with Casanova

Suspicion of David Bryan.

However, when the woman changed her position which was now sitting flanking Zifran's body with both thighs, suddenly a voice sounded...

Brakk!

Bugghs!

Arlan who had just arrived opened the door, but he was surprised by the sight he had just seen in his CEO's room.

'Oh my God, my holy eyes are stained!' her inner.

Arlan immediately turned around and left his CEO who was enjoying a seksi his obscenity in the morning.

While on the other side. Zifran heard the sound of the door hitting the wall, then he looked towards the source of the voice and how surprised he was who realized that his secretary was already standing on the doorstep.

Bugh!

Unable to balance his body, ill-fated, without preparation Zifran fell backward with the woman on his lap.

"Ban! sifran.

With a sense of panic that whack, the woman hurriedly tidied up her clothes that were already very messy and immediately scorched just leaving the room Ceo lewd.

Zifran immediately tidied up his suit that already looked messy. "My room now!" zifran orders over the phone.

After waiting for a few minutes, the flow finally came by bringing some map sheets containing documents that Zifran needed.

"Well, did you play in the morning come into my room? Just interrupt!" zifran sewot.

"Basic pervert, pervert doesn't know the place." Gerrutu.

"What did you say? Why bang*sat lo, Arlanjing!"

Zifran who did not accept directly floated his shoes to Arlan, and vice versa.

There was a war in Zifran's workroom and they cursed each other and no one wanted to budge between them until the room was as neat as a sinking ship. Screaming here.

Let's just leave the unqualified CEO and secretary and we move on to the other side.

Maisya had just opened his eyes, he fumbled around looking for his phone which he remembered he had placed on his favorite bed. Until he found his phone under the pillow he was using.

Maisya opened the password code and searched for the name of someone he would contact.

...Ciwi-ciwi Group...

...Pemes💖...

^^^Me^^

^^^You know the class president that I did not enter today.^^^

Andean

Wh why? Lo sick Sya?

Alyas

What pain?

^^^Me^^

^^^Gue is healthy, I'm just another mager and Lo both do not need to follow. watch out lo!😠^^^

Alyas

I'm not promise😝

Yes, not Din?

^^^Me^^

^^^😠😠😠^^^

Andean

Really do. ⁇ ️

^^^Me^^

^^^🙄🙄🙄^^^

^^^But my permission first. I don't want an alpa lined up in my absence.^^^

Alyas

👌👌👌

Andean

Okay.

^^^Read^^

After sending a message with his two best friends, Maisya tried to dial back the number of the lover who had not responded to a phone call from him since yesterday. Moreover, if Maisya sends a chat message to him and it is only in read doang.

Nyesek is not?

Tuuuttt, tuuuttt, tuuuttt.

There was a phone call coming in, but still her lover did not want to answer.

"Issshh's! where the hell is Dion's sister, so hard to get to?"

Feeling neglected, Maisya finally sent a message back to Dion.

^^^Me^^

I'm not busy anymore, right?^^^

^^^Me^^

^^^Kok phone I'm not a foster brother?^^^

^^^Me^^

^^Kak, yuk street! I have a holiday today, ^^^

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My Loplop's

Sorry, but today my sister is busy. Again sorry brother can not nemenin you, you can go without brother right?

^^^Me^^

^^^Where is my brother, how new bales chat me?^^^

^^^Lo is no longer strange, right?^^^

My Loplop's

Yes, it is not! Later if you are not too busy, you will call you back, okay!

^^^Me^^

^^^😊😊😊^^^

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Maisya who just finished cleaning her body walked down the stairs wearing black jeans torn on the knee, as well as a light blue shirt with the logo of the famous brand double G, and do not miss the Sling bag with the same brand as a complement to its OOTD today.

"Where are you going Non?" Sapa Bi Nana who still beberes home.

"You get out Bi, take a wind walk."

"The streets are wind-flowing, if you want to wind not on the road Non, but in the tire patchworker, there must be a lot of wind.so, so, No need to bother to find the wind in the streets."

Maisya patted his eel for a moment after hearing the words from Bik Nana. He just remembered that his aunt was Jaka sebung, alias did not connect.

"I mean, Sasa was willing to go for a walk to make Na," he said softly.

"Oh, Kirain Non Sasa wants to catch a real wind."

"Isssh, Bi Na can. Yes Bi, Sasa go first, bye!" Maisya waved her hand.

While Bik Nana just shook her head softly when she saw the behavior of Maisya who turned out to be a teenager.

****

Maisya who just got off parked his bike in a cafe that he always visited with his best friend when they were hanging out together.

Maisya sat on one of the chairs in the corner of the cafe and ordered his favorite Boba drinks and some dessert menus as a complement.

While waiting for his order came Maisya playing his phone replying to the chat messages of the two sneaks who always follow him wherever he goes.

Maisya's sharp ears as sharp as a saw accidentally heard a small debate from a pair of lovers who sat not too far from him.

"Now you choose me or him!" said the woman gave her lover a choice.

"Java!" snapped it.

"Okay, if you can't answer that choice." Pause the woman stared intently at her interlocutor. "Select the child in my womb, or choose him."

"Piss! love me when Tar, I'm not ready to mutusin him, and I'm definitely going to marry you," said the man was full of anxiety.

"Until when. Huh! until when you hide from her and until when I hide my pregnancy is getting bigger and bigger, Lo don't be selfish dong Yon."

"pliss, Tar, give me time."

"Free, now you choose me and your child, or Lo choose Maisya but lose your child?"

Maisya who heard her name called immediately turned her head back to look at a woman who had just mentioned her name, and 'Deg' how shocked Maisya was as her eyes were fixed on someone who had been ignoring her since yesterday.

maisya's steps slowly approached the two people who were no less surprised than Maisya.

Maisya's eyes never looked at the traitor who was none other than his lover Dion. The tightness he felt now almost spilled tears that were ready to plunge from his place.

Yes, Maisya listened to all the talk they talked about since he was in the cafe. At first he did not care much about what they discussed, but when the woman who was with her lover mentioned the name 'Maisya' he suddenly turned around to see who the person who called his name was.

This is where Maisya is today. In front of the lover who betrays his love and trust. The lover who had ignored him since yesterday until the plan he had compiled turned out to end in failure. His body began to tremble withstanding his cries which were now starting to squeeze his chest.

"Can you explain everything, brother?" asked Maisya trying to toughen up.

"So really what I saw in the cinema was actually Lo kak?!" Dion just nodded.

"And lo" pointed it at the woman in front of him. "Gue know what bales my chat?" continued.

"I'm sorry, sister Shah" that's all she can say.

"Hahaha, sorry you said? After what you did behind me, it's as easy as that you apologize."

Maisya could only laugh cynically at the sorry words of the person she had loved all this time.

"And Lo," point her at the woman.

"Lo don't need to be afraid that I'll take this waji*ngan from lo. because I'm not related to the rich traitor he."

Maisya now alternately stared at the face that had made him hurt so deep.

"Before you ask to break up, I will mutusin Lo first. Today, this second is also lo, I, end."

"Sister doesn't want to, Brother still loves you, brother can't lose you."

Hearing Dion's words like that the woman named Tari was inflamed.

"Bren*gsek. If it wasn't for the first time, then, I ogah play the same lo and lo inget instead of you ever say that you are never satisfied with Maisya who can not lo anything even lo sedu though. So, you can't do this like I'm Yon!" say Dance with a high tone.

"But I love Maisya!"

Plakk!!

Pitylessly Maisya slapped Dion's cheek with all her might until Dion turned his face aside. It really hurt to hear the words spoken by Tari just now. He did not expect if the person he loved Setega was.

"In addition to waji*ngan it turns out that you jerk also know not!" shouting Maisya.

Fortunately the atmosphere of the cafe was not too crowded only a few people who watched them.

"Lo don't worry, I'll step back and get away from him! And for your son, I'm sure he will have a father." said Maisya firmly.

Maisya took the drink at the table next to her without permission, and a middle-aged woman who had the drink taken by Maisya said,

"Bak if the drink is less for nyiram the Mas this is still there again kok, Ma'am!" the woman handed him a glass taken from her friend.

Maisya looked back at the woman.

"Sorry buk, I'm thirsty. yes the drink seger gini want to be thrown away, Mubajir buk," said Maisya drink his drink.

After releasing his thirst and unraveling his anger, Maisya continued his action which was delayed for a moment.

"Make Lo kak, take good care of your prospective child and future wife, I am willing to take off lo. never contact me again and thank you for your love and time for two years with me. I'm backing out of your life. May you be happy brother. And lo...,"

Maisya looked at Tari and shook her hand.

"Congratulations on her pregnancy, and congratulations on your marriage to Dion."

"Please Shaytah shone my explanation first," Dion blocked Maisya's hand. Realizing that Maisya immediately brushed off Dion's hand violently. "No need. It's all over."

Maisya put her foot back on the table where she was and paid for the order she had ordered and left it lying on the table.

Slowly but surely, Maisya left the cafe and rode his iron horse down the streets of the capital.

While inside the cafe, Dion must accept Maisya's decision to cut ties with him.

With all the regrets he felt, in the near future he will marry Tari and get used to the absence of Maisya.