Trapped in Love with Casanova

Sleeping drug

The weather grew hotter as the sun began to rise and show its light to all living things that live on earth.

Maisya had just finished the physical training he would participate in in the match which would be held in a few days and organized by the Bunga Darma High School itself.

Still dressed in all-white clothes with a belt around her waist, Maisya walked towards the dressing room which was not too far from where she was training. There he was not alone, there was Alya who always accompanied him.

"Al, you will come home with my bike, because I have a sudden business that I can not stay. Usual right?" maisya.

"Where are you going Mae?" ask Alya.

"So his mother brother Zifran called me ngajak meet, he said he kangen same me." The girl took off her clothes and replaced them with school uniforms.

"Cieeee, who's got an ijo lamp!" alya Goda.

"Hush! What the hell is Al, you know it's only temporary."

"But yes, I am happy."

"Lo ngaco!" Maisya stepped away from Alya at her place.

"Woy! WAIT !!" alya shouted after her best friend.

****

Tettt tett tett.

Bell marks the end of teaching and learning activities have been reverberating throughout the school Bunga Darma High School.

All the students left their classrooms. As well as Maisya and Alya, they were rushing down the stairs in a hurry.

Duk!

"Awwwssh," ringis Maisya stared at his bloody elbow.

The girl stared at the face of the doer who made her fall.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it!" Zaki helped Maisya stand up.

"Lo how the hell is Zak, the road does not use the eyes!" alya's Nagging.

"Aalah Al, everywhere is a street with legs where there is an eye."

"You don't have to fight, I don't have to. Yuk Al, I'm in a hurry!" Maisya walked in Alya's hand.

"Zak, have you seen Maisya? You see, I'm looking in his class, but the kids aren't around" Leon approaches Zaki on the stairs.

"Just gone, you're late."

"I want to follow Maisya first!" Leon goes down the stairs to the lower floor and leaves Zaki walking like a snail.

In the school parking lot.

Looks two beautiful girls who have a long mane with different colors are walking towards the motor sport that is parked neatly in the row.

Both of them seemed to be engrossed in the conversation they created.

"Who was picked up?" Alya glanced at Maisya.

"Well, my mother is Zifran, why?"

"No, just ask! Oiya, do you make it in my house?"

"Be! But I pinjem lo clothes yes, because I do not bring change."

Tin tinnn!

A luxury car stopped not far from where Maisya and Alya were standing at the moment. A middle-aged woman with an elegant look walked up to the two girls with a warm smile imprinted on her beautiful face that was inedible by age.

"Have you waited a long time?" said Mama Sarah.

"Not yet Tan. Oiya Tan, know this Alya Maisya's best friend!" maisya introduced Alya.

"I'm Alya Auntie!" alya introduced herself.

"Bring Tan. Neither did papa!" canda Alya who actually got a sharp plot from Maisya. Mama Sarah just smiled at the behavior of the two girls.

Now Maisya and Aunt Sarah are walking towards a car parked in the hot sun but suddenly Maisya's steps come to a halt when someone calls her name.

"YES, WAIT!!" shouted the half-run young man. Maisya turned around to look at him.

"Who is she?" ask Mama Sarah.

"Leon, you're Maisya Tan."

"Ooh. Then Auntie wait in the car!" Maisya. Mama Sarah left Maisya.

"What's Yon?"

"Ni, I just want to give this to elo, from earlier I want to give thanks, but you are busy." Leon gave me a small box with a ribbon on top.

"Is this Yon?"

"Gift to you. Hope you like it!"

"Thanks! I said yes, it's not good to wait." Leon. Maisya walks after Mama Sarah to the car.

Now the car driven by two women of different generations drove away from the two-story building.

****

In a European style restaurant.

"Hi Jeng, sorry it's late! Oiya, know this Maisya my future daughter-in-law. Beautiful right?" said Mama Sarah who just arrived so excited.

Maisya who was there could only smile awkwardly with her current situation. Unlike Mama Sarah who seemed enthusiastic by introducing herself as a prospective daughter-in-law.

"Ooooh, so this is called Maisya, pantesan aja jeng Sarah nolak his son jeng Selfi. Isn't it jeng?" said one of the Arisan friends Mama Sarah who looked at her friend who was called 'Jeng Selfi'.

"Yes yes, where geulis his son's gravestone, still in school again. Well, lucky Nak Zifran!" connect the other one.

"Ahhh, you can do it!" reply Mama Sarah smiled shyly. He gave a chair to Maisya. "Oiya jeng, how is Amel, because since the incident that night I never saw Amel again. Sorry jeng,"

"No papa kok jeng. Amel's news is good, he just got back from London. Tuh her!" point Selfi at her daughter who is walking towards them.

Maisya turned towards the woman who was walking in sexy clothes.

'Ooh, so this is Amel, who was betrothed to Zifran. How stupid really, brother Zifran nolak whose body is so. And strangely even asked for help the same as me. Ah, make me insecure." her inner self.

"Hi, everybody!" greet Amel who is reciprocated with a smile from her Mommy friends.

"Hi, Tan, how are you?" Amel spit-chipiki with Mama Sarah. "Who is Tan?" Amel pointed towards Maisya.

"Know this is Maisya, his future wife Zifran!"

"Hi brother, I'm Maisya!" Maisya stretched out her hand.

"Amel!" reply to the woman.

Maisya and Amel sat next to each other.

"What do you want to order? Just a message, today I will treat you as my happiness will soon have a ghost!" mama Sarah said with a sumringah look.

Maisya only displayed her smile to cover up the shame she was suffering from.

"Sure!" reply friend.

"Sok atuh's. Gass keun!" connect the other one.

While on the other hand a woman was staring at them with an indecipherable look on her face.

"Congratulations on your relationship with Zifran" said Amel.

"Thank you brother!" reply Maisya.