Trapped in Love with Casanova

Brightly lit.

In recent days, since the breakup of Maisya's relationship with her former lover sticking out all over Bunga Darma High School, Maisya has always been overwhelmed by the behavior of the good students who have one class with her, or who became his junior now they flocked to declare his love for Maisya openly or even just can admire him in silence as usual.

Maisya who had just arrived in her class was so shocked to see the various gifts piled up on her seat table. Likewise with the expressions of his two friends who are not much different from him.

"Well, this is crazy!! There are so many fans of Iya!" yang Andin who flipped through Maisya's gifts.

"Ho 'o. Lo proudly dong Sya, as the word says, dead one grows a thousand. Not really Ndin?" connect Alya.

Andin nodded, "Take care of it, you can share it. Cie.. die one grows a thousand!" andin Goda.

"What the hell are you guys. Gaje really knows!" Maisya.

Maisya stared one by one different gifts surmounted his desk, ranging from roses, chocolates, chocolates, until the keychain with a face shape resembling a Korean oppa who became the idol of the idol of the heart and many more types, even his favorite Boba drink is in front of him now.

However, Maisya's view was instead fixed on a bouquet of roses that read 'According to mourning and happiness over Maisya's breakup with Dion', with the sender's name only bearing the initials 'LP'.

Maisya grabbed the bouquet while shaking her head smiling faintly at the white rose that was in her hand. He knew who the owner of the name behind the initials 'LP' was.

"Leon Pramuja," he murmured softly.

He did not expect that the man would be as enthusiastic as the news of his relationship with the former.

****

Drap drap drap drap!

There were the sound of footsteps of someone in a hurry running alone along the corridor of the hospital where Mama was treated.

Chequek!

The man went straight into the treatment room with the mother showing her unreadable facial features, "How's Mama Pa? Is Mama all right?" The man immediately approached his different papa beside his mother.

"You see for yourself Fran, your mother has not opened her eyes yet" replied Papa Arya softly.

"Keep, what did the doctor say after examining Mama?" Now he is increasingly worried about the condition of his mother who he knows has heart disease history.

Is your mom having a heart attack now? Is this all because he who has been ignoring his mother for a few days? That's what's going on in his brain right now.

"We'll just wait a minute for the doctor to come and check on your Mama."

Mom Sarah slowly opened her eyes, circulating her gaze throughout the white room and smelling of various kinds of drugs that she believed to be a hospital.

"Kok Mama's here Pa? Wasn't Mom home?" mama Sarah said in a soft voice.

"Mama fainted, so Papa brought Mama here" replied Papa Arya.

Hearing the voice of the Mama Zifran immediately grasped the hands of her Mama soft, occasionally she landed her lips on the back of the hand of the woman who was her status as Mama.

"Is anyone sick, Ma?" Mama Sarah shook her head softly.

"Do I need to call a doctor?" ask her again.

Coinciding with that, a Doctor who had been examining her mother appeared from behind the door of the slightly open room.

"How's my wife doing Doc? Why did he faint" asked Papa Arya impatiently after the doctor had just finished examining his wife.

The doctor only smiled faintly glancing at the patient's bed, "After I checked everything is fine, sir, you don't have to worry because Lady Sarah just fainted. Maybe lately Madam had too many thoughts to cause her to stress and it had an impact on her heart work. So, I suggest that Lady Sarah get enough rest and please avoid the stressful things." said the man in the white coat.

Hearing the explanation given by the Doctor who was not too far from the son, Papa Arya was relieved and very grateful after knowing the state of the wife is fine.

While Zifran, the man stared softly at the face of his beloved mother with his guilt. 'Am I being too selfish, ' her inner self.

****

The Maisya I just finished playing basketball sat her body on the floor while wiping her sweat occasionally.

"Capek Yes? Huh!" The newly arrived Leon gives a bottle of mineral water to Maisya.

Maisya received a gift from Leon, "Thanks yes," he said as he lifted the mineral bottle into the air.

"Only by yourself? Temen Lo where are you?" Leon circulated his gaze in search of Maisya's two companions.

"By buying that drink. Are you not with Onad?" ask Maisya.

Leon shook his head considering he was also sentenced and he was currently on the run.

"Well, what are you doing here? Isn't this still in class hours? Or maybe lo-"

"Gue was permission to UKS to take drugs and I kept seeing class Lo out of here, I'm sure Lo must be inside, it's true right?" said lying.

"Oh, I guess you're truant again."

****

In the all-white room Zifran sat on the sofa in the room fiddling with his phone with a serious look on his face.

"You busy going back to my office, son?"

Zifran raised his face, "No Pa, this is just a new e-mail sent by Arlan."

"How was the meeting? ask Papa Arya who does not know.

Instantly he thought back to the meeting he just stayed. "There has been no official decision and Arlan did not dare to give a unilateral decision without my consent, and the meeting was delayed until tomorrow."

Zifran gave an explanation to his father according to the information he got from his secretary. Hearing that, Papa Arya simply nodded in understanding.

"Zifran," called Mama Sarah down. Zifran turned his head when his mother called his name.

Slowly Zifran set his foot on the bed of the mother, "Did anyone hurt Ma? Or does Mama need something?" tanya Zifran is full of softness.

"Someone wants Mama to talk to you, son, but do you want to make it happen?" pinta Mama Sarah's.

'My feeling is starting to not feel good this.' inner Zifran

****

"Yes, after school go with yuk!" whispered Andin to Maisya.

"Woi! Don't mess with the whispers of your neighbors, I want to hear too!" alya ngegas.

Instantly, all pairs of eyes stared at the three women who were sitting in the middle of them.

Likewise with the teacher who is explaining the material. "Hey, you three! Go ahead and work on the questions in the paper and explain how to do it.

"What!!" say they are compact.

Really, like a nightmare!

With their brains mediocre, they were told to do some math problems? Ah, that's right!

"Go ahead and do what you tell me!" tell the teacher who is standing in front of their desk.

Inevitably the three of them finally advanced and stood in front of each of them.

While elsewhere.

"Someone wants Mama to talk to you, son, but do you want to make it happen?" pinta Mama Sarah's.

"Anything, but don't be that weird. Don't ask me to be the same woman Mama chose, because I don't want to." Zifran said honestly.

Mama Sarah shook her head, "No son, isn't that it?"

immediately the look on Zifran's face brightened and sighed with relief to display a charming smile that adorned his lips when he found out his mother did not ask him to be engaged to the woman of their choice.

Suddenly though....

"Mom ask you to marry me this month, do you want to?" Mama Sarah looked at her son's face with her pleading look.

Jeder!!

As if struck by a glade in the scorching heat, Zifran clenched his hands tightly until all his knuckles turned white. The smile that had been beautifully imprinted on her face was now fading replaced by an unbearable sense of annoyance and anger.

"All right, I agree. But on one condition," said Zifran grinning, "Let me introduce my own candidate, how?"