Trapped in Love with Casanova
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Zifran turned off his car engine when they reached the front yard of Maisya's house. He pulled Maisya by the hand as the girl was about to get out of the car.
Maisya looked at the confused man with squinting his eyes to look at Zifran's face because the position of the lights in the car had been first turned off by the owner.
"Sister, your hand can shift a little? I'm going down!"
"Hurry up, but you still miss you" said Zifran.
"No need to be lo, brother. Do I wear shoes? My wonder, since when did you become an anggora cat that lacks gini caress?"
"Since you!" Zifran said Maisya.
"Ih, tickle me. I want to go in!" Maisya got off Zifran's car.
"No kissing first?"
"No ah, I don't know what I'm in."
The man opened the windshield, "greetings to your Papa!"
****
At the study table from earlier Maisya was not concerned with the lessons he was learning. The girl was always daydreaming about someone who had recently disturbed her mind.
The change from him away from Maisya was so pronounced when he confronted the girl. Starting from his view, his way of speaking, even until his movements are so obvious.
What exactly is going on?
Somewhere else.
A young man with a tall white posture, with thin lips and a sharp nose is very tempting for every woman who sees it.
Don't forget the person who is with you right now. A handsome man with a million charms who can melt the heart of women, the paradise explorer of the world. The hope for women.
"Ngapain you invited me here malem-malem. There's an important thing what would you like to do with me?" ask Zifran to the point.
"Look down first the name Mbang, hurry up very much!" reply Leon.
"Hunter, don't talk!"
"okay-okay. Since when did you date her?" ask Leon directly.
Zifran scrunched his forehead, "he. Who is she you mean?"
"Maishya, the girl I like!"
"Why do you want to know about my personal affairs with him. If I don't answer, will you insist?"
There is a little annoyance that Zifran now feels after he found out that the High School boy in front of him currently likes his girl. Remember that 'Girl'.
"That means that you're really dating Maisya Mbang?" Zifran was silent without sound.
'I'm just repelled mulu malu with him, rang my rival the Bambang!'
"OKAY. This time I'm talking seriously to you," the Jeda. "Gue knows who you really are. Here I ask you never to hurt Maisya. Whatever it is, and if it happens it means you have to face me. I will always protect the people I love. Do you understand what I mean?" Zifran was silent at Leon's words which were so long and wide.
"Keep if you love him, why don't you fight?"
"Because love can't be forced. How big and how strong I struggle, if he does not love what to say! Better to shave."
"In the first drink coffee Mbang, right to forget I nawarin Lo drink!" keep Leon.
"Thank you," Zifran sipped his coffee after being invited by him. Forget he who has not been aware of the call of the young man facing him.
"Talking about love, it turns out that your thinking is mature too, I salute you. And I just found out, if fighting for love is not easy, even more so if we fight alone."
"Then from that Lo must take care of Maisya well for me. Because maybe I'll change my mind and get Maisya out of Lo's hands!"
"Have a son!" answer Zifran spontaneously.
****
Maisya who felt disturbed was wriggling when her toes felt tickled by someone. With a body that crumbles dimly due to the struggle of daylight together, girlfriend, no! Neither is a friend! Temen.
Ah, instantly his cheeks blush like peppers in the summer if he remembers the call 'Honey' for him.
Both of Maisya's friends were confused to see his best friend smiling alone with a look that he did not know who he was looking at.
Both of them frowned when they saw something different from the girl. A curious Andin approached him and scattered all the Maisya daydreams on the rice of the day.
"Yes, in your room the mosquitoes are big-gede yes, kok bite your body to kayak gini anyway! Doesn't it hurt?" point Andin towards Maisya's open neck and chest because he is in pajamas.
"Enggh!"
'Ah, fuck! why am I always this reckless.dead me!'
I don't know since when the two buttons can open. And as a result, it was clearly a trace of ownership from someone.
Maisya who had just realized that he quickly buttoned back his clothes.
"Well, what time is it?" tanyanya. But Alya realized that there is something that is being hidden by his best friend this one.
"Lo calm down it's still seven o'clock" replied Andin innocently.
"Yes, you've been hunting there to take a shower. We'll wait for you downstairs, but watch out not for long!" connect Alya.
With gontai steps restrained the drowsiness Maisya walked towards the bathroom. Sometimes he stretches muscles when his body feels very dim.
"We really go where the hell, kok tumben you two very early in the morning already absent in my house," Maisya pulled his chair.
"What breakfast do you want?" ask Bi Nana.
"Bi Bread." Bi Nana put the bread on the plate and the milk glass in front of her.
"Connect this red date we streets yuk! Kan mayan itung-itung make refreshing. Can you please Om?" tanya now looked at Papa Bram who was also at the dining table.
"Of course I can. But remember, don't come home too late!" Papa Bram answered.
"Babhl!!" said Alya and Andin compact.
"Udah hunted eat Lo Sya! Aelah catapulted very much we misadventure depart."
"Yes-yes, be patient about why the hell!" Maisya went back to eating his bread. "Bah Papa Maisya go first!" he kissed her Papa's cheek.
"We go first, om" said Alya.
"Pamit yes Om!" ___And.
He walked out of the dining table.
"We'll use each car or one car. You see, I'm crazy again," said Maisya.
"We're one car. And you just calm down, there's already a driver!" keep Andin.
"Eh, whose new car! Your new car is Al?" ask Maisya to Alya.
"No!"
"Well! Got a lo ya Din!"
Andin shook his head, "not really!"
"Well, who's dong!" said confused.
"Now, the guy's a nongol!" point Alya at someone who shows himself from behind the car door.
"Hi Shay! Good morning!" with a charming smile.
