Trapped in Love with Casanova

Finally halal

After driving Maisya home, Zifran decided to go to the hospital to see his mother.

During the trip, Zifran was unceasingly thinking of ways to get his plan with Maisya to run smoothly and unhindered.

"Ah, bodo is very important he already wants it already my love," he said staring at the focus towards the streets that look a little solid.

Upon Zifran's arrival at the hospital, he parked his car, after which he walked into the third-floor building.

Many pairs of eyes that looked at him were amazed and fascinated by the appearance of Zifran who was athletic, with a chest that was fielded, and was fascinated by Zifran, nose pointed and did not miss the thin lips that seductively walked while wiping her hair a little messy.

"Night sir?" greet a nun standing guard at the reception desk.

"Night," Zifran replied briefly without stopping his steps.

Arriving at the door of his mother's room, Zifran immediately opened the door of the room.

Chequek!

The door opened and displayed his handsome face that was exposed to the surrounding light so that it made his good looks increased many times.

From inside the room, Papa Arya and Mama sarah who were chatting turned their eyes towards the door that had just opened and displayed their son's handsome wayah.

Zifran saw Mama and her Papa talking to them. He moved his feet towards the nursery bed where there was Mama and also his Papa. "How's Mama doing?" ask Zifran.

"It's a little bit quiet. Have you eaten, son?" ask Mama sarah.

Zifran nodded, "Papa just rest there, surely papa tired right all day take care of Mama? Now let Zifran take care of Mama," Zifran turned to look at his Papa.

papa Arya smiled at her only son, "Papa should take care of your Mama, because she's Papa's wife and it's Papa's duty."

Hearing the words of his Papa who was so dear to his loyal fans to his Mama, Zifran felt a little insinuated to hear it.

What is he who always looks down on women and always plays with them.

Zifran shook his head softly, 'Ah, bodo time' his inner self.

"When can Mama go home?"

"Tomorrow my mother can go home."

It was not Mama Sarah who answered but Papa Arya. Zifran only ber'oh'ria after knowing it.

****

Maisya who had just opened her eyes glanced towards the nightstand looking at the clock perched there, how surprised he was when he found out that he forgot to set the alarm on his watch so he got up late and almost had bad luck.

Maisya rushed down from her bed straight to the bathroom, 'Ah, damn it because of the movie was so late my malem, right? Tomorrow I'm going to watch you again!" maisya's nagging on the sidelines of his activities.

After Zifran drove him home, Maisya immediately laid his body on his favorite mattress with a laptop in front of him. Then he opened a file where he saved the movie he was going to watch.

After finding what he was looking for, Maisya immediately clicked on the title of the movie 'My Dear Guardian' and watched it late into the night.

Maisya came out of the small bathroom running towards her dressing room. It didn't take long for Maisya to wear her brown school uniform, the teenage girl rushed to snatch the school bag on her desk.

With a hasty step Maisya down the stairs without being careful, fortunately he could balance his body.Otherwise, it was certain that he would fall slipping down.

"Non't breakfast yet?" asked Bik Nana who was cleaning the living room, she saw Maisya who was in a hurry.

"No Bik, Maisya was in a hurry to be afraid of being late" he said while rummaging through the contents of his bag.

"Aishh, my car keys are missing again!" mummified Maisya lirih.

Without Maisya realizing there was a pair of eyes that were staring at Maisya from a distance not too far away with him.

A man, who was about 40 years old, walked up to his daughter.

"Can you help me?" asked the man who ternya Papa Maisya named Bram, more precisely Brama Kumbara.

Maisya turned his head to the side to find the Papa standing not far from him.

"Father!" Maisya was surprised to see her father who was still at home.

"Kok Papa hasn't gone to the office yet?" asked Maisya confused. Because every Maisya wakes up not infrequently the Papa has gone to his office.

Papa Bram smilingly looked at the mere princess of his puppet, "You together?" take Papa Bram to Maisya.

"Emang Papa is not afraid late, it's already noon lo?"

"Where is it late, huh, what time are you looking at?!" point Papa at the clock on the wall.

Maisya's eyes were fully rounded and realized the clock was still showing at 06:47 wib.

'Kok can do it' his inner wonder.

"But clock-" Maisya's speech was cut off.

"The hours in your room Papa cepetin so Papa can anter you to school, papa right?" keep up Papa Bram.

Maisya could only nod her head while smiling at her beloved Papa.

"Yes, let's go!" Papa Bram scrambles the long mane of his daughter Maisya.

****

Maisya had just arrived at her class, she was staring at the room still looking quiet there were only a few of her classmates who had arrived before she came.

Maisya put her bag in a drawer and sat her body in a chair while folding her hands on the table, as the pedestal of her head. Slowly Maisya closed to resume his sleep because of the work of the Papa.

Just a few minutes Maisya closed his eyes, a loud voice shouted at his name.

"OH MAISYA!!!" yelled Andin beside his best friend

Maisya closed her ears tightly, "Whisper!" his jolt.

"Devil kesambet do you early in the morning has arrived here, healthy right lo?" cecar Alya was sitting next to Maisya with his hand touching the forehead of his best friend.

Maisya brushed off Alya's rough hands, then stared intently at the two immaculate beings, "Si*alan lo both, disturb me only."

There was a small debate between the three, they did not pay attention if they were the center of attention for their classmates, until the sound of the bell coming in made them stop instantly.

****

The school canteen.

"In fact, you have met with me who the hell is Sya, curious to know?" ask Andin.

Currently they are enjoying an empty hour and use it to fill the stomach of those who have been demo since.

"You know dong, or do not-don't new gebetan lo ya? I'm not sure, are you?" connect Alya who raises her eyebrows.

"No! It's good to you." Refuse Maisya.

'Idihhh, amit-amit I have a guy like him.' Inner Maisya.

"Continue?" said compact two creatures in front of him

"Lo still want the same guy I hit his car with? That's the guy."

Alya and Andin heard it was just 'Oh' ria. While Maisya, the girl let out a long sigh, she deliberately did not tell if the person she hit back then was Zifran. If they know, of course, it could be a scene for all residents of Bunga Darma High School.

"She asked me for help to be her boyfriend, crazy no one!" continued.

"What!!" they were both surprised.

Maisya simply nodded confirming the shock of her two best friends.

"Keep it?!" ask Andin enthusiastically.

"Gue can't be upset, he's really good with me. When I broke his heart he was the first person who nenangin me, yes it-it counts as my gratitude to him."

Derttt Derttt Dertt.

"Let's go, my phone sounds!"

Maisya reached into her pocket, seeing who was interrupting her time with her best friend. He nodded his head to see who was calling him.

"I don't think my life will be quiet" he murmured. He then shifted the green icon.

"What's the matter Om?" maisya asked Zifran.

"Cil, go home to school I pick you up, today you will meet my nyokap," said Zifran from a telephone connection.

"Now?!" maisya answered spontaneously.

"What?" asked Zifran confused.

"Yyokab lo lah. Aishh! I can get a partner like lo, Om." Maisya pat jidat.

While Alya and Andin chuckled amusedly at the chattering of Maisya who was feeling upset.

"Ooooh, by the way, I'm kirain. Oiya, if you're home don't forget to tell me, cil!"

"Hem. I'm busy, bye!"

Maisya instantly turned off his call unilaterally.

While Zifran who was in his office was cursing Maisya with his mainstay swear.

"Sia*lan is a boy, play matiin that way!" upset ass.

The man lay his body on a mattress that was available in the room that was in his work room. He thought about how to convince his parents.

Hopefully this impromptu plan will not disappoint him as much as it already has.