Trapped in Love with Casanova

What is my fault?

Sister Zi evil really knows no, giving sleeping pills. What if he's doing?"ask Maisya.

"Let's go, who told you to follow you!" Maisya Played Zifran's fingers, then turned his head, staring in disbelief at the man who was hugging him from behind. Looking at the expanse of tea plantations that stretch wide from the balcony of a villa owned by the Samudera family in the city of flowers, Bandung.

There is a little fear in Maisya's heart about the silly actions of her lover who could mix the drink Ucup with sleeping pills that have been prepared by Zifran.

Flashback.

After his lover arrived, Zifran peered over the wall between the family house and the front living room, seeing someone who always tailed behind Maisya and Zifran had suspected the killer.

Of jealousy? For sure.

Therefore Zifran had prepared something for the man whose real name was Yusuf Adnan, something that would make him comfortable and happy.

With a sly smile Zifran left his spot of scouting.

In the kitchen that he already considered his own home, Zifran skillfully poured orange juice mixed with special stomach washers for men who upset him.

Not only that, Zifran also has prepared warm milk mixed with sleeping pills to restore the man's power.

How good is Zifran, right?

"Finally it's done, too" said Zifran wagging his dirty hands.

Not long after, Alya came. "Are you ready, sir?" ask Alya.

"Udah. Take it, but make no mistake that orange you love not another."

"Beres, Sir!" With the face of the sumringah the girl carried a tray containing three different flavored juices. Then Alya walked out of the kitchen area.

Arriving in the living room, Alya immediately served the drink he brought. "Please drink the juice" Alya told Ucup.

"Thank you, Ma'am. That's so good for her mama." Unabashedly Ucup immediately sipped the drink up the toilet. "Enak Ma'am's juice!" exciting Ucup.

Alya saw that could only smile withholding laughter. While Maisya, the girl did not know what was going on for the moment and a while ahead. He glanced at Alya who was still poking at his lips.

After five to ten minutes, the medicine began to react. Ucup who scanned his gaze suddenly felt the turmoil in his stomach make Ucup feel riled up and worried.

Duutt!

The sound of methane gas that was released made Maisya and Alya suddenly close their noses together.

"Sia*lan lo Cup. Base ******, fart carelessly!" omelette Maisya.

"M-sorry, Non eng-"

The prettt!

Ucup held onto his boko*ng as he felt something wet his back pants.

"Isshhh, Mas Ucup slovenly." Alya threw away her gaze. Maisya too.

"Sir, I'm riding WC dong!"

"Just walk straight, just turn left, if it's already until the kitchen turns right. Well, disi-" Ucup immediately ran without caring about Alya's next speech.

The man ran off the ridge while holding his stomach and boko*ng.

Here Alya and Maisya laughed out loud at the scene just now. Maisya who was curious immediately asked what happened, Alya also told everything to Maisya.

"So Brother Zi is here! And this is all him?" Alya nodded.

"Basic evil!" maisya.

While on the other side.

"Where is the WC?" gumam Ucup clingukan. "This may be the time" Because it felt unable to bear, Ucup just went in.

"Akhhh, the leg!" said Ucup who just finished his wish.

"Oh, duh, duh." Ucup felt the mules return. Finally, he went back into the toilet.

That's how it goes for Ucup, until his body feels tired due to back and forth to the bathroom.

Across there. More precisely at the kitchen table, Zifran laughed triumphantly at the misery of Ucup because of the man had to pacing in and out of the toilet. Feeling unbearable, Zifran also approached him with a glass of milk that he had prepared.

"Now, in drinking milk to increase energy." Zifran gave the milk to Ucup who was sitting leaning against the bathroom wall.

Ucup who did not recognize Zifran took the milk that the man gave him. "Still, Mas" said Ucup.

After drinking the milk, suddenly Ucup's stomach felt mules, as a result he went back in there and Zifran who saw only shook his head a few times.

"Ck, tsk, tsk. What a shame your fate," said Zifran concerned.

It has been almost 20 minutes Zifran waiting, but the awaited does not show its form. The bathroom door had been knocked Zifran, but did not go out.

Flashback.

"Would you come home or would you like to be here?" ask Zifran. The man lowered his head, putting his chin on the recess of his girl's neck. Her hands snuck caressing Maisya's flat stomach.

"Any more moment? I love the air here."

"But it's three o'clock in the afternoon, baby."

"Sister, your call made me melt you know not." It felt like flying above the clouds hearing the words of her lover just now. As much as possible Maisya normalized his racing heartbeat.

Zifran turned Maisya's body to face her. "Bossil baperan. Actually, my brother still wants to be together with you, but how do you know papa?" Zifran cupped Maisya's face.

"Then tomorrow-tomorrow if you want to take the child of the person asking for permission, come to his house do not play cat-slinging. Not very gentle," he sibirnya.

"The plan is that. But if the edges can not meet for what, mending kayak gini," argued Zifran.

Maisya released Zifran's hand. "How to get blessing, if Lo's behavior is like this."

"Important big brother can walk together with you. Don't sulk that dong,"

"Who's craving? Yuk's home! But it's a carrier, yes" said Maisya.

Zifran nodded, turned his body, then bowed. "Splash up!" his orders.

***

Finally Zifran and Maisya left the tea plantation area owned by the Wijaya family, a place they visited to just spend time together on a weekend break this time.

During the trip, the atmosphere in the car felt so quiet. Not a word was said between them. Zifran is focusing on driving while Maisya, since their departure, the girl had closed her eyes to dreamland due to fatigue because from that day they both continued to go around enjoying the beautiful atmosphere of the plantation that felt cool and fresh air that they rarely enjoyed.

Just a few kilos Zifran drive, suddenly he braked his car suddenly made Maisya's body staggered forward and stared at the car's dashboard. His eyes opened when he felt pain in his head. Same with Zifran.

"Aren't you Dad?" ask Zifran to worry. The man stroked Maisya's eel which looked flushed.

"Lo spa-what the hell, sick tau!"

"Sorry, sorry, brother was accidentally because they tuh that's why brother ngerem suddenly." Maisya scrunched his forehead staring at the direction Zifran pointed at. He saw several tall people standing in front of the car that was blocking their car.

"Lo know them, brother?" maisya asked when she saw one of them approaching Zifran's car.

"No."

"Why are you doing them?"

Tok tok tok.

Zifran and Maisya looked at each other, then turned to the source of the voice. A man stood next to Zifran's car and knocked on his car's glass.

"Down!" said the man ordered that Zifran and msisya get out of the car.

"Come, our brother's down." Maisya was about to come out, but his hand was blocked first by Zifran.

"We're here. What if they say what are we?"

"Yes we face."

"Get out, why argue inside!" said the man couldn't stand it.

"Before, we negotiate first." Maisya smiled meaningfully.

"You wait here, let brother come out."

Zifran opened his car door, approached the man.

"What business are you doing with me?" asked Zifran with his song look.

"As soon as the girl is with me, you can go."

"Have her my girl!"

"You want a smooth way or a rough way?" ask the skinny guy who just joined.

"Not two-duan-"

Bugh!

Awwsshh

Zifran grimaced as one of them gave the decoration to his handsome face. "Sia*lan, you two." Zifran rubbed the corner of his bloody lips.

"Makanya serahin cew-" the skinny man's words were cut off as the raw bogem landed on his face.

Bugh!