Trapped in Love with Casanova

Departure to New York

Since the incident a week ago, now Zifran and Maisya are seen to meet more and more often and get closer to each other to convince Mama Sarah and also papa Arya about the relationship they recently lived.

Like at the moment. In a cafe not far from the city center, it looks like a motor sport that has just been parked with someone who is still standing on it while opening the helmet he is wearing.

A beautiful woman in her school uniform just got off the motorbike she was riding walking towards a table not far from where she parked her motorbike just now.

From the end of the table, a man was waving his hand to someone who was walking towards him while smiling sweetly looking at him.

"Sorry brother, I was late because it was about basketball practice, you are not angry right?" ask a woman who is none other than Maisya.

He immediately sat his body without being allowed to sit first.

"Hem." replied the man briefly.

"Lo's angry, brother?" Maisya looked at Zifran's face.

"No, I was just sick from waiting for you to like salted fish in the sun."

"Yes, sorry!" maisya apologized to Zifran.

Slowly his hands stretched out scrambling the hair of the girl in front of him. "Next time don't make me wait, because I don't like waiting if you're busy, you have to call me, understand." Maisya nodded in understanding.

"Have you eaten cil?"

"Not yet, did I come straight here, how the hell lo kak?!" looks upset Maisya face when the question from the man he called 'Sister'.

"What message do you want, let me be with you?"

"What is the importance of ice Boba, if the food is just like you."

Hearing that Zifran immediately called the waiters who had been waiting for him to order after several times the waiters approached him.

After mentioning his order the waiters left and Zifran continued his chat with Maisya which was delayed.

"Later tonight you have no show?"

Msisya. "No! What's up?"

" Later tonight nyokap I birthday, you want to come to give a surprise to my nyokap?"

Spontaneous Maisya hit Zifran's arm."How you suddenly tell me, where I haven't been looking for the card anymore." Maisya snorted in annoyance.

"Yes from here later We immediately find the card, how do you want to not?"

"Can,"

"OK but I can't lam-" he said stopped when someone greeted him.

"Hi Fran! How come you're here, didn't you just say you were in the office again?" said a woman while kissing Zifran's lips in a public place.

Maisya who hurt the scene can only look in disbelief at what just happened before him.

'Well, crazy this aunt-tente play nyosor only. There's a woi!" inner grimacing.

Zifran turned his head to see who was beside him, "Hi also casa, how come you're here?" Zifran kissed the woman on the cheek.

"Woi! Om, aunt, there's still a minor here, about dong."

I don't know what dreams he had last night until presented with a sight that makes his single soul struggling.

"Aissshh, I forgot cil, sorry." He cursed himself who was not strong enough to hold rang*sangan from his woman was fortunate public place, otherwise, it could be ascertained what he would do.

"Who is Fran, your nephew?" casandra asked glanced at Maisya with her eye score while smiling cynically.

"No. Know him Maisya me?" Zifran introduces Maisya to Casandra.

"Bed you too?" ask again while staring at the cynical Maisya.

Zifran was about to make a sound but suddenly Maisya had already raised his voice first.

While maisya, the girl felt unacceptable to get up from her seat.

Brak!

"Eh, auntie, if you have a mouth tuh guarded do not origin mangap dong! Elo, the original nyosor did not see the situation where?!" he said while breaking the table so as to invite attention for visitors who see it.

"Yes emang lo aunty, look at the makeup lo menor like this. Moreover, your lips are like lohan fish that have been drinking paint, so you fit in the call aunt."

Maisya's speech was no less high. Zifran who witnessed the two could only massage the base of his nose as he felt dizzy hearing the noise before him.

Not long after a waiters came with an order ordered by Zifran.

"Put it down there!" zifran said to the waiters while pointing

towards table. Then he flicked his hand at the waiters to go as bright as he left.

While Maisya and Casandra were staring at each other, they were throwing sharp gazes at each other with both hands folded in front of their respective chests.

Zifran glanced at Maisya and Casandra in turn. "Well fight?" There was a cold tone from Zifran.

The two realized the aura emanating from the face of the man before them could only undo his intention to fight each other. But it didn't last long,

"He started first, cook him so I'm aunty." Casandra Adu.

"Lo son! Your mouth is first what I am. Emang mouth was never schooled so the origin of the mangap aja when talking. As long as you know yes, I'm still a virgin tingting understand!" his lights.

Zifran was getting dizzy to see the two until he decided to leave and let them both with his debate.

But before that he took out a few pieces of red money and put them on the table.

Maisya who realized Zifran's departure without ba-bi-bu immediately followed him leaving Casandra with all the frustration he felt.

"Our business isn't done yet, aunt lohan!" shouted Maisya who ran while raising her middle finger towards Casandra.

At the end of it looks Casandra is holding back her emotions when she sees what Maisya is doing to her. "Let's see, you'll pay for it all." his grunts stared cynically at Msisya's departure.

"Sir Zi, wait for me!" Maisya walked quickly after Zifran who almost reached his car.

"Highly fast is your way? I'm tired of her. Hosh... hosh" he said occasionally throwing his breath soy sauce.

"Lake in!" zifran Command.

"Where are you going?" asked Maisya confused.

"Get in Maisya Indira's car."

Without much protest he immediately entered after Zifran called him by his full name, as happened some time ago when he called Zifran with the name 'Om' in front of his parents were immediately rewarded with cold gazes from Zifran.

After Maisya got into his car, Zifran reached into his pocket to get his cell phone.

Tut's...... Tut's......

"Hallo!" Sound from the phone.

"Later you hunt take the Maisya motorbike at cafe X not far from the office. Be careful if Sampek forgets, I will cut your salary 30 percent, understand Lo!"

Tut!

Zifran turns off his phone unilaterally.

"Where are we going, brother?" Maisya stared at Zifran who slowly drove his car on the highway.

"We're going to the mall for some shopping for a little night's time."

"Sister,"

"Hem."

"Sir Zi!"

"What the hell is she?"

During the unrelenting journey, Maisya behaves in a way that sometimes invites Zifran's annoyance towards him.

"Yes, the melanin isn't the music? It's in the car I'm not focusing on."

"What's? I'm not horrified!" he looked at Zifran like he was muttering.

Zifran pulled the car over.