Trapped in Love with Casanova

What's wrong with you, hubby

The next day, early in the morning Maisya left for school delivered by his new driver. Apparently, the words of his father last night were no joke.

Piqued. Sure oes.

But what can be done. If he refuses it is useless if the ends of the threat that must be obtained.

Regarding the story of his relationship with the lover, Maisya has decided to keep Zifran and will always love him. Even though he had to deal with his father.

Zifran is the same. After Maisya told him about it, he was very angry at first. But when Maisya says about his decision, there is a little sense of calm and happiness knowing that his girl is so trusting of him that the title as the best man*sek. Until no parent wants his daughter to be with him.

When Maisya arrived at school, he got out of the car parked in the school parking area without a word, but only a few steps the girl stopped, then turned around, looking at the 23-year-old man. The man who works as a driver, concurrently supervises the daughter of his employer.

"No need! Just wait in the ragunan."

"Yes, I told you to come in. It's okay, Ucup can wash his eyes, Non."

"If you want to wash your eyes, noh in the cafeteria. Wash with kobokan water. How cool of a person." Maisya left the man named Ucup alone.

"Yaelah, the son of the city mah, is much different from the village children. Very different from Elis," he muttered leaning on the hood of the car while looking at Maisya.

Maisya, continued walking towards the school corridor which still looked quiet and silent. Such is the state of Bunga Darma High School if it is still at 7, morning.

Along the way, from earlier his pendangan swept the entire two-story building. No one was there.

Damnit. If you know this, ogah he left early in the morning. However, back again, he was still in an annoyed fashion to his Papa.

Arriving at class, Maisya threw her bag at the table, then sat her body rough. He opened the bag on the table to pick up his ringing phone.

See who called him. Instantly a thin smile was engraved beautifully on the face of the girl who was leaning on the back of the chair she was sitting on.

With a quick gesture, Maisya touched the green call icon.

"Hello" said Maisya to someone from across the street.

"Why? How very accurate the answer," asked Zifran who felt different to his woman.

"Gue was once again with Papa. It turns out Papa's talk isn't kidding. I don't like it, Sister Zi." The girl plays her bag and occasionally hits her.

"Because?"

"Because papa gave me a driver to watch over me. I don't want to."

"Hey! Dengerin, brother. Don't worry, we take this as a test of our love. You want to go through this with brother? I promise you, this situation will not be long for us. Brother will fight to convince your Papa, if your brother really loves and is serious with you, yes."

Across the street, Zifran tries to convince Maisya that everything will be fine.

"But, brother-"

"Udah should not be considered so that it is a sister's business" said Zifran who cut Maisya's words.

"Promise?" ask Maisya.

Hearing Zifran mention his full name, made the unease in his heart slowly evaporate by itself. He hoped that the man could hold his words.

"Where else is Zi?" maisya asked as she looked at some of the students who had just entered her class.

"In the apartment, Arlan. Why?"

"Nothing. My sister didn't go to the office, why hasn't she left yet?" Maisya placed her index finger on her lips, gesturing for her classmates to stop teasing her.

There were some students who from earlier said 'Cie-cie' with a voice that sounded soft, but it was so clear to Maisya.

"Just leave soon too."

"Sister, yes first. You see, the children have come, fearing that I will be a material for them. It is not funny if the names of the two of us become trending topics in school continue. The other kasian has no place" Maisya said.

Still clearly remember when he who just arrived at school, immediately get a hint of questions from them, both men and women who are so enthusiastic about asking for answers about his relationship with the school owner's children.

As a result, after knowing, they become excited instantly. And that one day too, they spent commemorating the day of heartbreak for those who wanted them both.

"That's why you hang up the phone. Who focused on learning. Don't think about it, understand?"

"Ready boss!" maisya said saluting. Of course it won't be visible to Zifran.

"Basic!"

Maisya chuckled at her behavior just now. Shortly thereafter, the phone call was cut off.

"Gapain you smile alone. Lo Persambet?" The girl suffocated in shock at the sudden sound beside her.

Maisya stroked his chest, while staring intently at the source of the voice that shocked him. "Emang satan. I'm surprised to know, Al. Luckily I don't have heart disease, I could have died suddenly."

****

The ZA group company.

In the meeting room. The atmosphere in the room felt cooler. None of them had voted when the CEO of ZA group was talking about his shareholding in each of the smaller companies under him.

In this meeting, Zifran as the CEO of ZA group, will be an investor who will invest in a fantastic amount. And of course it is a benefit for their companies that are under it.

Instantly the atmosphere became boisterous by the sound of applause from the participants of the meeting. However, not for someone who was a few meters away with Zifran, the man seemed ordinary to respond to that.

Then he got up from his seat. "Sorry, Sir. There's something I want to get to you" said the man amid a rumble of applause.

Zifran turned his head followed by them The boisterous voice instantly became silent.

"Please, Mr. Bram."

"Just get to the point." The Jeda. "I want you to withdraw all your funds in my company."

"Why? is there a problem?"