Trapped in Love with Casanova

Do you want to work on Sundays??

Zifran slammed his body on a king-size mattress while looking at each side in the room that recently rarely occupied. His gaze looked at each side of the room that never changed from the past until now.

Until his gaze stared at the figure of the middle-aged woman who walked so gracefully approaching him.

"Mama's son was tired until his face was bent so," the woman who still looked beautiful and youthful sat in front of the bed of the son.

"Banget!" Zifran with his position hugged his mother's waist and slept on the thigh of the Mama as his pillow.

"Would you eat downstairs or have Mama bring her food?" asked the woman while stroking the hair of the son who was still acting spoiled to her. "Oiya, when to take Maisya maen to the house sometime, because Mama misses her, you want to?" timpale.

"If tomorrow's what, tomorrow I don't go to the office."

****

From earlier Maisya Tek was ceaselessly looking at the gift doll from Zifran, monologuing alone makes it seem like there is a person who is not sane.

He hugged the doll, inhaling the scent of perfume that the man used to wear felt that he was together at this time.

'Aaiiish, I think my brain is not right.' his mind.

Maisya looked at the teddy bear in front of her and asked her to speak, "why do you always make me baper anyway brother. All of your treatment to me makes me comfortable and you are able to create an illusion in me, making me feel comfortable with everything." He hugged her back.

****

Canteen High School Flower Darma.

"Hi Yon!" greet the girl with ponytail hair.

"Hi too!" his reply.

"You wanna join?" bargain Maisya.

"Sorry, next time, I'm in a hurry."

Leon walks away from the table where Maisya and his best friend are. He walked to the food stand with his friends.

"Gue watch the kids like ngehidar keep deh of me, if I have a wrong yes the same boy?" Maisya stared at Leon's departure, leaving a million questions about the man's change in attitude toward him.

'Is Lo faring me because of that malem Yon?' ask in the heart.

"Eh, yes, your cell phone is sounding!" Alya nudged Maisya's arm. Wake the girl from her daydream.

"Eh', yes-yes." Maisya immediately took her phone.

Seeing the name of the summoner he hurriedly picked it up.

****

"Buh! I'm going first!" maisya shouted from the top of his steed that was going slowly.

"Be careful look out!" reply to his best friend who wants to get in the car.

Maisya drove his motorbike at medium speed leaving the school grounds towards somewhere.

The atmosphere of the capital's streets that look deserted makes Maisya add speed to the speed of the motorbike he drives. It did not take long for him to conquer the streets, it only took a few minutes for him to arrive at the magnificent mansion belonging to the Ocean family.

"At last you played also to Aunt's house. Auntie thought you didn't want to."

Just parked his motorbike Maisya has been greeted with a crisp sound of the hostess. Maisya who was about to open her helmet instantly came to a halt and looked at the face of the middle-aged woman who was now taking her.

Maisya took off her helmet, "Sorry ya Tan behind this busy Maisya. Again sorry Tan."

"Tan is so lonely, Om Arya is the same brother Zi on where?" Maisya scanned her gaze staring at the entire room.

"Om Arya's back at the office, probably coming home soon. If it's sister Zi you're looking for" point Mama Sarah upstairs. "His turn is still a blow. Wake up!"

"Maybe?"

"By dong! If so Aunt to the kitchen first yes, want to cook for our lunch. you must not have eaten, right?" said Mama Sarah.

"that was Tan at school."

"That's in school. There the hunt went up," he cried again.

Maisya rushed up the steps to Zifran's room above.

Chequek.

Maisya opened the door of Zifran's room and pushed it slowly and closed the door so slowly that it would not wake the owner.

With a sagging step he walked on his tiptoes closer to the bed occupied by Zifran. His gaze could not be missed staring at the peaceful face of a Zifran Alanta.

Grepp's!

Bugh!

Instantly Zifran hugged Maisya's body and slammed her into the bed right next to the man. The shocked Maisya unintentionally shouted due to Zifran's sudden movements.

But all this did not last long because Zifran was able to quickly silence the girl's lips with his. I don't know when the man woke up from his sleep.

Maisya banged on Zifran's chest as she began to feel oxygen depleted by the man who had hugged her. Zifran who realized that instantly let go of his pagutan.

"Apaan sak kak main nyosor aja kayak soang. About dong, I have no preparation already nyium aja."

"The reason is that you are nervous tau no. Why did you enter the room brother kayak maling that," he said while kissing the top of Maisya's head and hugging him back.

"Fear brother woke up. Uh, wait a minute, didn't you just go to bed? I know I went into your room, sister!"

"Who said brother sleeps, brother's people have been awake since."

"Lah kept" his words were cut off by Zifran.

"So, I'm not just pretending. Awwsshh, it hurts Sya!" zifran choked as Maisya pinched his waist.

"Good light! wlekk."

The cup!

Zifran put his lips back together when he saw Maisya sticking out his tongue. Melu*mat those rannum lips seemed to be an opium to him. That sweetness is what he feels.

Removing the pagutan does not mean Zifran ended it. Instead he further deepened the fondling he gave to Maisya.

His kiss is now slowly descending to the neck of the level of the girl who is now under his confinement. Melu*mat and kissed him to make a sign of ownership that adorns his white skin.

"Enghh!" the grunts from Maisya's lips filled the room space that felt it was starting to heat up.

Zifran's hands began to open one by one the uniform buttons worn by Maisya until clearly emblazoned two chewy mounds wrapped by a black bra.

Maisya stopped Zifran's hand that was about to grab something in front of him. As if understanding the contents of the girl's mind Zifran shook his head.