Trapped in Love with Casanova

Cattle feed

"Lo love her?" Arlan was getting curious. He wanted to see if it was true that people who were under the influence of alcohol were all expressions of the deepest heart.

"Love? I don't know, I'm too comfortable. Every time I'm with him, I'm always open, that's what I feel right now. For me Maisya is opium, so I will not let go of what I like!" Zifran shook his head a few times to stay awake. He lit a cigarette that was on his finger.

****

In the city park.

"Thank you Yon, make the gift!" maisya.

"Lo like the same gift I love?!"

Maisya. "Lo really know if I really want to have a headband!"

"What I don't know about the girl I love." Leon confirmed his position to face the idol and clasped his hand. "Yes, until when will you close your heart to me, I love you so much!"

Maisya stared fixedly at Leon's face, clearly implied a sincerity on the man's face. "Yon, thanks for the same taste of me. I love you too, but my dear to elo is only limited to temen. I do not want your love for me to change, and vice versa if we are not a match. Do you understand what I mean?" inexplicably.

"But I love you so much."

"Gue knows that. I appreciate your love for me. Lo is a good person Yon, someday you will definitely find better than me in any way." Maisya Pause. " So you stop playing with girls!" the girl smiled after seeing the look on Leon's pouting face.

"So my story was rejected?!"

"Sorry!"

"Youngpam.... Mamaaa, your son is rejected!" Leon was crying in front of Maisya. While the girl chuckles at the behavior of the man in front of her.

"Need hugs?" maisya asked spread out both of her hands.

"Maybe?"

"Of course!"

Leon got up and immediately hugged the beautiful girl in front of him. A warm embrace he felt made him even more moved.

Without both of them noticing a pair of eyes were staring at them with an illegible look. From behind the wheel a man with minimal awareness was seen squeezing the steering wheel with anger until his knuckles looked bleached.

With mixed feelings the man drove his car away leaving those who were enjoying his embrace.

"Yon, ah, I don't know!"

"Ah yes, sorry!" Leon let go of his embrace.

"Yep, I'm anterin home already malem!" invite Leon to hold Maisya's hand.

****

The Samudera family residence.

the morning atmosphere was so cold that the man with a million charms still faithfully rolled on the bed with a blanket covering his entire body.

a middle-aged woman had been trying to wake up her son but he was completely ignored.

"Let's dong honey wake up this afternoon, pity Arlan wait for you below!" Mama Sarah pulled over the blanket that covered her son's body. But as fast as lightning Zifran grabbed and closed his body back.

"What the hell Ma, disturb people to sleep!!" dumel Zifran's.

"Why are you, fighting with Maisya again? Office work is not finished, back and forth drunk.if there is any story with Mama," said the Mama.

While Zifran who was on the blanket moved his lips while he was still listening to his mother's words.

"Basic mom-mac-fry can't see her son relax a little!" zifran said as he grabbed his blanket and got out of bed.

"The bottomless son of your disobedience! Want Mama to curse her into Mama's womb again, huh!" jolt Mama Sarah.

"Try if the bus-"

Bruk!

Zifran had not had time to finish his speech suddenly his body was limp staring at the nightstand right beside the bed, because of dizziness due to the effects of alcohol he drank.

"Yes, I'm okay!" zifran replied while holding his head dizzy. He walked towards the bathroom with staggering steps.

In front of a large mirror in the room, Zifran noticed his appearance from top to bottom. Not to forget also he justifies the location of his tie, which is a little sideways.

"Perfects!" she smiled narcissistic.

Taps!

Taps!

Taps!

Zifran walked down the stairs while tidying his suit again.

"You're a boy if you're dancing beyond girls for a long time!" papa Arya saw her son. Zifran who heard the words of the Papa did not bother to continue walking towards his secretary.

"Ck, this Papa if you always say aja fallin own child," said Mama Sarah clucked annoyed with the words of her husband.

"Pff.fort...!" while Arlan who was beside the boss was holding back his laughter.

Zifran glanced at the secretary, "Not laugh nothing funny. I'll cut your pay!" he said it was relaxing but it sounded serious.

Arlan immediately poked his lips to stop the action

"What's my schedule today?" ask Zifran while playing his phone.

"Today, nine o'clock we have a meeting with our people from a company in Singapore. Continue with a visit to the Bunga Darma High School Foundation."

"okay!"

After knowing his schedule today, Zifran and Arlan stepped away. But before that, the two say goodbye to a middle-aged couple who are enjoying their old days together.

****

The ZA group company.

Brakk!

a table shook and rang loudly due to the buzz from the CEO who was upset after hearing the speech of one of his employees.

Several people in the meeting room lowered their faces, including Arlan. None of them dared to look at him.

"THIS TIME, YOUR WORK IS NOTHING BAD! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO THE EXTENT THAT THIS BIG PROBLEM YOU JUST TOLD ME. YOU WANT TO MAKE ME LOSE!" loud shouting.

"Sorry sir, we think we can solve this problem on our own without bothering you" said one of the employees nervously.

"Keep, is the problem solved?!" saut Zifran with high tone.

"Sorry sir, we were wrong!" say the three employees at the same time.

"Sorry you're not using."

"Go back to Singapore, I'll catch up soon." Zifran lowered his voice as he lowered his head massaging the base of his nose which felt pulsating.

Without saying much the three men bowed to say goodbye to Zifran, after which they immediately rushed out of the room.

"So when do you go to Singapore?" ask Arlan.

"Later night. I prepared all my needs. And one more thing, find me someone who can help me there while you're here."

"okay! I'm saying goodbye."

"Hem."

After Arlan's departure, Zifran rested his body on the back of a chair. He reached into the cell phone in his pocket and saw who the person who called him in office hours like this.

After knowing Casandra's name on her phone, Zifran immediately put the phone on the table.