Trapped in Love with Casanova

I'm sorry

Zifran had just woken up from his sleep. The eyes that have not been opened perfectly look around like looking for something until the view falls to look at someone who is sleeping soundly with a cushion of arms in lieu of a sleeping pillow.

He slowly moved his feet towards Maisya who was on the sofa of his room. His outstretched hand grabbed the boy's hair that covered part of his face and slipped behind the girl's ear.

He touched Maisya's sleeping face. "Enghhhh....!" maisya's sigh as she felt a gentle swipe on her face.

"Cil, you didn't get up to school?" Zifran is doing it more and more.

"Five minutes away, brother."

"But it's half a seven cil."

Slowly Maisya opened her eyes. Then he sat his body on the same sofa. "Have you healed?" maisya asked touching Zifran's forehead.

"Hem. Thanks to you I'm cured. Thank you, you took care of me all night and for last night... Sorry, I'm shiny!" Zifran scratched his nape that was not itchy, hoping that the woman before him would not get angry.

"Lo didn't go to school?" his eyes were not off the girl.

Maisya. "Gue told Alya and Andin that I had permission today. Brother, thank you for yesterday. I am so grateful to you for asking me."

"Yes-yes. If not for you ngancem will dismantle everything as nyokap me, I ogah cil!"

"Ck! Evil Zi sister knows!" Maisya bent her face pouting with both hands she folded over her chest.

"Dah ah, do not have to sulk so you ugly know not if again crave." Maisya was getting annoyed. "

"Do you want breakfast outside or order food?" ask Zifran.

"So much, Brother Zi. Oiya, didn't Zi go to the office?"

"No, my body is still limp."

Zifran stepped into his bed to retrieve his cell phone. He then ordered a breakfast menu for the two of them.

Chequek!

The sound of a door being opened by someone. Zifran and Maisya turned around at the same time.

"Mama!" call Zifran in surprise.

"Hello Aunt, good morning," Maisya smiled in greeting.

"Bag darling. You bad boy, why not tell Mama if you are sick and instead of going home, fortunately there is maisya who tidakin Mama." said Mama sarah to Zifran.

"Thank you, baby, take care of Auntie's son. Surely you must be troubled huh take care of it? Nih Aunty bring food for you," Mama sarah approached Maisya.

"Thank you Tan, you know that Maisya laper." Shamelessly the girl opened the paper bag in front of her.

"What food do I order?" Zifran looked at Maisya greedily.

"Twerswerah kwak Zwi mwau dihwabiswin jugwa bwuleh!" maisya answered with her mouth full of food.

Mama Sarah smiled as she looked at the interaction between the two.

****

after the departure of Mama Sarah, the two gender-different humans were enjoying their time while playing games together.

Kinggg!

A message notification from Maisya's phone. Maisya picked up her phone lying next to her.

"Who are you from?" ask Zifran.

"From Leon, my brother's friend." Maisya put down her stick and opened the message.

"Ooooh." Zifran continued his delayed game.

Maisya replied to Leon's message.

Leon

Lo sick Sya?

^^^Me^^

^^^No. Why, do I nyariin?^^^

Leon

Today we have training, you get used to coming?

^^^Me^^

^^^Baskets?^^^

Leon

No!!

"Yes, manhunt!" zifran exclaimed feeling ignored.

"Sir, no turning!!" maisya shouted as her phone was captured by Zifran.

Zifran got up from his seat about to step up his legs, clutching Maisya's phone in his hand. Suddenly though.....

Bugh!

The man fell to his knees when Maisya grabbed his leg.

"Shit!" he said as he felt pain on his forehead that touched the floor.

"Campus Lo, kiss the floor. I'll go bye first!"

Maisya picked up his phone, then he took his jacket and motorcycle keys away leaving Zifran sitting on the floor.

"Basar bocil luknat!!" he shouted after Maisya's departure.

****

"I'm late because there's a task that I have to prepare for next Sunday?" leon just parked his bike.

"Pantesan, I'm with Yon! Come in the other one's been waiting!" Maisya pulled the man's hand with her.

***

Maisya and Leon had just finished their training and were currently both in one of the health rooms at the training ground.

"Awwwssh, sick Yon. Don't hold the dodol, you don't think it hurts!" screech the girl as Leon touches something that makes her grimace.

"Hold down, you're ready."

"But it hurts Yon, I can't stand it." Maisya gripped Leon's arm.

"Awssh, your nails are very long indeed Sya."

"Bodo very!" sentak Maishya. "Ahh, I'm sick with Yon."

'Lo don't de*sha, my faith is weak.' Leon cursed his perverted thoughts.

"Mas, mbak, please don't make me so noisy that I don't focus on massaging it" said a man who was massaging Maisya's sprained leg in the middle of their training earlier.

Not without reason the man spoke, because he could not stand the ambiguous speech that was always thrown from the lips of the girl he was handling at this time.

Crett!

"Willaaaaaa..." Maisya's thunderous cries filled the room.

I want it to feel like the girl is hitting and kicking the person who is currently in front of her who is arbitrarily turning her injured leg.

"Done! Try moving her legs?!" orders of a man roughly the same age as his papa. Maisya followed what the man ordered.

He moved his feet slowly. "Lumayan sir, but still sick," said Maisya grimacing occasionally with pain.

***

In parking.

"Lo together with me, your bike will let Onad bring."

It's up to you that matters that I am at home."

"Yes, that's it!" Leon gives the helmet to Maisya. Maisya received the helmet.

After installing his helmet perfectly used the girl immediately rode the motor sport owned by Leon. Leon drove his motorbike across a highway that looked crowded.

With Leon's high speed riding his bike, it didn't take long for him to reach Maisya's house.

In front of the door of the house Maisya already stood two creatures named Alya and Andin who had been waiting for their arrival.

Seeing that the friend had arrived, Alya and Andin rushed to them both. They carefully cleared Maisya to enter his house.

As for Leon, the man immediately said goodbye because it was afternoon.

In room.

Alya and Andin put Maisya overcome his bed with a half-sitting position and leaned his body awareness of the headboard.

"You can think of it anyway, how the story goes. You're not careful!" Alya felt pity to see his best friend's ankle look blue and swell.

"Morning apes I may."

'Or maybe it's my karma times huh' his inner self.

"It hurts a lot?" ask Andin plain.

Between plain or be*go is a thin difference.

"He is sick! Don't you see my feet are swollen Din." Maisya looked at the face of her best friend. Looks smart but a little insensitive.

"Hehehe, joke Sya!" Andin raised his hand to form 'V'.