Trapped in Love with Casanova

Will you cheat??

"Hi Fran, how are you?" greet a woman of minimal taxation.

"You? Why are you here!"

Zifran was surprised, because since the incident a few months ago where after he spent the night with him Zifran asked him not to meet or see him again. And these? Is it a coincidence?

Arlan who was beside Zifran turned his head, looking at the woman he did not like. Although judging from her appearance she is quite beautiful and fashionable just like Casandra. I don't know why the man didn't like her.

"May I join?" shamelessly the woman immediately sat next to Zifran right to her left.

"Pain you here. It's not like I've ever told you to stay away from me" the man plays his phone.

"Sorry, who I thought I was, so I nyamperin lo," the woman's hand raised touching Zifran's firm jaw.

"Eh, put down your hands. Woof so much a girl!" arlan said he didn't like it. He kept watching the woman's movements. I don't know who invited him, or even without being invited.

'Basic cute chick!' arlan's mind was annoyed to see the woman wriggling in Zifran's arm.

"What the hell Lo, don't interfere as a person. Go there!" he drove Arlan away.

"That's supposed to go is elo, not me."

"The two can't! If not, fight on the sidewalk. It's so noisy to be people. Don't know anyone else is dizzy" said Zifran. He rubbed his nose which was painful.

"Need help?" ask the woman while confirming her position.

"No!"

Arlan became a spectator.

"Now I want to."

"Gue ogah!" There is no longer a word you-me spoken by him. Zifran got up from his seat. But his hands were not blocked by the woman. "Please hand me Mel," pinta Zifran.

Instead of letting go, the woman named Amel increasingly launched his action that made them the center of attention.

He touched the chest of Zifran's field, stroking it gently hoping that the man would be smeared to him. But unfortunately, instead of that, it makes him make a sleeping lion is now awake.

"remove. Did you forget the same agreement we had a while ago. Hem! You want your company to go out of business." this time the threat of Zifran is not kidding. He can do whatever he wants.

The flashback

After the dinner. Zifran takes Amel to a hotel not far from where they were before. Upon arriving there Zifran immediately ordered a room for them to spend the night.

"What do you want from me?" ask Zifran while drinking the wine that has been provided. He knew what Amel wanted right now.

"I want you." replied the woman. He had been looking for the man who was in front of him for a long time. Enjoying her body is what she wants.

"OKAY. But there is one condition that you must keep. If you disavow then your Papa's company will be the bet."

"All right."

Flashback off

'Shit!' inner Amel heard the man's words just now. How dare he threaten her.

"Oh Fran, I know you can't refuse. So you don't be a hypocrite."

Zifran took out some red money. He put the money on the table. "Lo come back or I'll stay!" After that Zifran went from the place that made him high blood.

So did Arlan. Soon he caught up with his best friend who started to stay away, but before that, "Basar cute girl."

Amel who felt humiliated stared intently at the two. Especially for Zifran who had rejected him.

"This time you can reject me, but next time you will submit to me. Don't call me Amel if you can't find out what I want." he grumbled.

****

When the night approached, the atmosphere in Maisya's room felt so quiet. No commotion could be heard from the room as usual. By ourselves. That's what Maisya feels like right now.

Though only a day he did not meet the man who always made his heart fret. But it always comes when he misses him.

Maisya grabbed her phone that was on the nightstand trying to contact someone who was far away in the city.

Tutttt tutttt tutttt

I heard a phone call that was not yet connected.

Tutttt tutttt

"What's the matter, kangen?" ask Zifran from the phone.

"Apaan sak Zi. Don't call the bocil again it can't!" from across there Zifran was laughing giggling at the tone of annoyance from the High School boy.

Somehow, after hearing his badmood voice that had attacked him had now disappeared somewhere. Holding back his laughter he refocused on his phone.

"Yes, yes sorry. What's up, Hem?"

"When my sister came home. Is the old brother there? Where's nginep's brother?" Zifran shook his head getting consecutive questions from Maisya.

"One-on-one dongnanyya, you think big brother toll road freeway."

"Kangen," Maisya said with a powerful voice.

"Try to repeat."

"What?" asked Maisya confused.

"The wind is cil."

"Issh, elo-mah makes me ashamed" she said. If Zifran could see it, of course he would laugh to see Maisya who pursed his lips until a few Cent.

"She, I have a question. But answer me?"

"If you can answer what love?" said enthusiastically.

"Tomorrow my brother will come home."

"That's all?" he just hopes for more.

"Kaksk love lollipop for you." there Zifran was holding back his laughter so as not to break.

"Well, what a hunt!"

"Do you know how you equal the moon?" the gombal mode has been activated. But unfortunately, reality is not as beautiful as fantasy.

"Well I'm together'in the same moon. Just so you know, brother, not that ugly, not flat. Perforate there, hole here. Oh, I don't want to!"

Hearing Maisya's words made him cramp his cheeks. Intention wants to seduce uh, instead make his mind travel everywhere. It is difficult if you have a brain that contains a hose*kangan that always makes it sultry. Quickly Zifran shook his head expelling the perverted thoughts he had thought of. He does not want if the ends of Aunt Lucy will be his partner.

"Yes, it's a skip."

"Sister," call Maisya.

"Hem, what's wrong?"

"Don't be weird in there."

"Why?"

"No, not willing."

"Because?"

"Gue doesn't want you to macemin another girl. I'm not willing,"

"Honestly very nice. If Eneng's brother Macemin want to?" goda Zifran from across there. There was a sense of happiness in his heart hearing Maisya say that. If his job does not demand it until tomorrow, it is certain that he will go home and immediately pounce on the girl and lock her under her cage.

Wonderful is fun.

"Tomorrow to go home, right?" maisya asked to shift their conversation.

"If all the work is done, my brother goes home. The game is sleeping, it's night!"

"Hem. Yes, I closed the call. Bye, I'll see you tomorrow if I go home."

After that Maisya decided on his call with Zifran. There was a bit of happiness after meeting the man. The anxiety and anxiety that had been shackled since then was slowly eroded by his happiness.

Meanwhile, Zifran, the man is currently irritated with a human named Arlan who had eavesdropped and disturbed him continuously. I want him to bury his secretary jaha*name. It was also if he was able to face the Wings of the Papa that he would hear seven days and seven nights.

A day of work finally made his body feel tired. Without waiting for long, he finally laid his body on the bed. Shortly afterwards there was a soft snoring sound that indicated that he was now asleep heading to his dreamland. While Arlan, the man is still struggling to continue his work that was delayed without regard to the time that now shows at nine pm.