Trapped in Love with Casanova

Birth of Chris junior

Slepp's!

From the back someone hugged his body tightly. Zifran fell silent, smiling to let the girl hug him so tightly that it made it a little difficult to breathe.

"Repeat" said Maisya sobbing while leaning his head against Zifran's back.

"What?" asked Zifran confused.

"Repeat the words that sister Zi likes me." The more tightly Maisya hugged her.

"Make what? You don't like it with your sister." Zifran was silent in his place.

"Basic fool. You are so insensitive guy, brother! I was touched earlier. Isshhh, bummer."

Zifran turned his body to face the girl. "So, you're in love with brother." Maisya nodded, "what's the evidence?"

The cup!

The tiptoed Maisya kissed Zifran's lips at a glance. The sudden kiss made the three (Alya, Andin and Arlan) round their eyes in disbelief.

"Gue also loves Cama Lo."

Hearing the answer from Maisya, the man ceaselessly smiled towards him. Zifran grabbed the nape of Maisya, leading her slowly so that she could easily reach for the seductive pink tiny lips.

The cup!

Zifran returns Maisya's kiss. But not just a regular kiss. He softly touched the lips and played his tongue there. Which action becomes a free spectacle for those who are glued to their place.

"Ah, fuck. My eyes are stained!" grunting Arlan while closing Alya's eyes that were standing next to her. But his gaze continued towards a pair of immoral human beings.

"Oh, my holy eyes are no longer virgins," said Alya while closing Andin. But quickly Andin brushed it off.

"Well, it's really good to be Mae. Want me to be called."

Plaque!

"Not old enough." Alya hit Andin's arm.

"Well, I'm not afraid, the boy maen nyosor in front of the singles!" connect Arlan.

Back to the main character.

Zifran released their momentary pagutan. He cupped Maisya's face. "Thank you. Thank you for receiving love from this breng*sek man." He rubbed Maisya's lips wet from her actions.

"Because guys aren't romantic." Maisya swept away the remaining traces of her tears.

"Why?"

"Shoot girls in the middle of the zoo. Not very elite!"

"Yes not papa. Yeah itung-itung makes the anti-mainstream, that's it."

"Basar Casanova stingy," said Maisya.

"Who said brother was stingy. Looky!"

Prok prok prok prok prok prok prok prok prok prok.

Zifran applauded giving the code to those who were there to do something he had told him before.

Maisya looked at her two best friends astonished at what they were doing and working on at the moment. Likewise with the secretary of the man who had just officially become his lover who was busy preparing some equipment such as a bench and also a medium-sized table that was placed not far from them standing.

"So, what the hell is going on?" tanyanya's confused.

"Udah enjoy it first. You know that too."

Not long after what Zifran wants has been neatly arranged in front of him. A romantic dinner decorated with red roses and a lighted candle discussed the beautiful impression that night for both people who were in a drunken romance.

Zifran opens the chair for Maisya. "Thank you!" said Maisya smiling.

"When have you guys been working on me? you think I'm not afraid if really I will be sold the same Om-om. Ah, I can't imagine it," said Maisya. He was reminded of events some time ago that turned out to have been planned in advance.

"Hahaha, sorry, but it was Alya's idea. At first brother nolak, but he keeps maksa."

"You can be partners. Or maybe... ." Maisya hung up her words.

"No need to think strangely. Brother-sama he is just cooperation for personal gain. Brother needs him to bring you here. He needs a brother to make Arlan's decitin the same boy. But the rest of the brother did not follow," Zifran argued.

"Sister. Is this not our papa here? not in that anger," said Maisya while looking around.

"Yes not it. This place is for you to rent in the next few hours."

"You're arrogant."

"You want siapin's brother?" tanya Zifran thrust a piece of meat steak towards Maisya. Shameless Maisya nods, taking a bribe from a man she thinks has nothing romantic-romatic.

Cook yes, an heir of the ZA group, professing his love in the star garden. Hello, what apertar said the Nile horses and the crocodiles who saw it. But whatever Zifran does, he will gladly accept it. Love is blind and knows no place.

"Yes, you know the kancil?"

"You know!"

"The deer lost the pinter just like you."

"Why is that? I don't feel too bad."

"You are pinter. Pinter melted the heart of a brother who had never been touched by anyone before."

"Cook! Then, what is Aunt lohan's relationship?"

"Batan doang only. No more," said Zifran honestly. "Yes" called him.

"You know what you have in common?" his sheep are eating them again.

"What?"

"Sama-sama ngangenin and wants to be hugged. Eakkk," he said with a smile.

With anxiety Maisya pinched the cheek of the man in front of her. "Of, reed. Pande gombal is now. Learn where, Hem."

"From mbak gogel Serba tau." Maisya mangosteen heard Zifran's words.

Long enough they chat with each other and spend their time together, so it does not feel the time is passing.

Zifran glanced at the clock on his wrist that already showed the time of ten o'clock at night.

"Wanna go home?"

Maisya. "Yes." Yeah."

"Yeah yuk, brother anterin." Zifran got up from his seat. Same with Maisya.

"No need, you'll find out if I see you brother."

"That's a recent affair. Yuk! go to malem's party."

"How will Alya be with Andin?"

They're behind us."

Zifran pulled Maisya's hand for him to hold. Now the power goes hand in hand to a car that is special for visitors are waiting for them.

Meanwhile, a man with a sour face was doing his last task while grumbling, cursing at the friend's friend's friend who had the heart to give him a task that was so tiring for him. Not to mention he had to go back and forth Jakarta-Bogor.

With deft movements Arlan tidied up and cleaned up exactly as before and he was assisted by officers there.

****

"Son, is this a dream?" ask Maisya who still does not believe in his current status.

"meaning?" while driving Zifran's car glanced at Maisya.

"Now Lo belongs to me."

Next to Zifran held Maisya's hand and brought her closer to him.

The cup!

Zifran kisses the back of Maisya's hand. "Now trust. If it's not a hallucination."

Maisya smiling gets a sweet treatment from the man who has turned his days into color. The man who is currently his lover replaces the former.

"Sir Zi promised yes, it will not hurt my heart like Dion," said the girl turned to the side with Zifran focused on the streets.

"Of course. Until whenever you will be the most dear sister woman.

After 1 hour drive they finally arrived in front of the towering gate.

"Sister, I'm down here. Mending Lo came home already lazy," said Maisya.

"Why, are you afraid of being scolded by your father?"

"No. It's a shame, papa's angry with Zi."

"That's a big brother risk. Brother does not want to be said cowardly guy who does not dare to hold your papa.

"Mending Lo is back. You have a storm, it's not good with the neighbors."

"How do you want to?"

Maisya pointed at the parked car directly behind Zifran's car. "Well, there are people waiting for me. Go with them, go home with them."

"Keep if you ask me how?"

"Lo be calm, they're experts."

"Yes, if that's how my brother came home first. Intar if there is any phone brother. Okay!"

Maisya. "Hem."

The cup!

Zifran kissed Maisya's forehead gently.

"Be careful" said Zifran.

After that Maisya got out of Zifran's car and switched to the car that was in the ride of his two best friends. With the curvature of the lips that continue to expand, Maisya entered Alya's car.

"Weh, the new one, don't forget the PJ? Yes, not Al!" andin.

"Yo'i Kamen" Alya replied. They're tos'ria.

"OKAY. Tomorrow I'm going to take Lo both to the mall together. Relax, I'll pay."

"Well, that's cute!" exclaim both.

"Yuk ah, buruan, I'm waiting for you."

With the spirit of 45, Alya runs her car near the gate. And soon the gate opened after a few times Alya honked her car horn.