Trapped in Love with Casanova

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At a cafe, a man dressed in a black shirt, wearing cloth pants and sharp hands in black in line with the shirt he wore as if to increase the level of good looks of an Arlan Ardeva who is not inferior to the charm of his best friend, Zifran.

But the attitude that Arlan has is a little different from his best friend. Arlan is the type of guy who is covered with his love problems. Even with zifran he never revealed the problem of love that he had been through.

And Arlan is also the type of guy who is difficult to open his heart again after his love story ran aground a few years ago

However, I don't know what is now in his heart until he wants to obey the invitation of teenage girls who always make ya dizzy with all his chatter.

As long as you know, before Arlan was a quiet and irritable person to talk. But after meeting Zifran, everything seemed to turn one hundred and eighty degrees. He is now a warm and talkative man, always the target of women who want to be his lover.

Just like the woman he was with right now. The figure of a High School girl who always interferes with all the free time she has. A girl who waited for her love for two years.

Looks so relaxed, the man who holds his beloved secretary Papa Arya is now sitting opposite a beautiful girl who always smiles at him while stirring the drink he ordered to make the man link his eyebrows, and he is always smiling at her, looking in wonder at the woman in front of him at this moment.

"Hey! Until when are you going to look at me like you're going to keep on like that?" The man flicked his hand several times in front of the girl who had been staring at him.

The girl jumped in shock "Ah yes sorry," he said confirming his sitting position, but his gaze was never distracted by the figure of the man he admired so far. The man who was able to divert his world, and the man who was able to make him sure to wait for the owner of the highest throne in his heart.

"What time did Arlan go back to Jakarta?" alya asked, the girl who was now sitting opposite Arlan.

"New aja. Why?"

Alya shakes. "Nothing. Oiya, how? Does Arlan want who I am? Hbs." Alya looked at Arlan's face so closely. Wishing the man had an answer that had been plaguing his heart all along. Because since the incident a few years ago, the two never met again until then. And reunited after so many years, with the girl's appearance changing from before.

"If I don't know who are you? Are you going to get out of my life?"

Deg.

How hurt Alya was to hear Arlan's words just now. Was his presence so meaningless to that man?

"Gue will wait until you want who I am, and I will go until you tell me to leave your life."

"Is that how special I am in your eyes?" Sometimes Arlan is confused by Alya's excessive attitude with her. Several times Arlan tried to recall what he had missed in his life until the presence of a girl who always spoke 'Does he still remember the girl?'

But several times he did not find the answer.

While elsewhere.

Zifran let out a rough sigh, then he leaned his body on the hospital bed while circulating his gaze staring out the window. The atmosphere of Bandung now looks cloudy, black clouds began to cover the sun that dances high above the horizon.

But it does not seem to apply to Zifran who is holding back longing for the lover who is far from his sight.

Ever since the mother told him that she had not been allowed to go home, a sense of annoyance immediately approached her. Given that, it would be like Zifran to run away from the hospital at that time to meet his idol.

However, what is the power if the circumstances have not made it possible for him to do everything.

With the condition of injuries to the head that still need close supervision, as well as minor injuries in some parts of his body that have not fully recovered, Zifran had to hold back his longings for the next few days.

If you ask why Zifran was not transferred to a hospital owned by his family in the city of Jakarta, then the answer is the hospital where Zifran was treated it is one of the best hospitals in the city of Bandung. And belongs to a friend of Papa Arya.

The rain slowly began to subside, leaving the smooth circles that fell down to wet the earth. Letting the sun again show its rays to the world, giving them the warmth they need.

Long enough Zifran was glued in place, until a familiar voice greeted Indra hearing him. Zifran turned his body, seeing who was calling him.

A middle-aged woman with a fluffy smile walked over to her while showing a developing smile adorning a face that now looked not young anymore. Instead of retaliating, Zifran actually felt annoyed because his mother was so heartless not to allow him to return to Jakarta.

As for the Papa, just obey his wife without understanding what is needed by his son. In order to avoid competition between them, Papa Arya decides to meet her best friend who happens to be in the same hospital with her.

Mama Sarah sat next to Zifran. He looked at every curve of his face, noticing the different look of his son. "Are you better now? Doctor Baby will be checking on you soon." Zifran was silent.

"You why? Is anyone sick? Or is there something you want?" ask Mama Sarah with a series of questions that make Zifran even more upset.

What her mother did not understand was the unfair treatment of her. Ah, if only Zifran could curse Mama Sarah, maybe he would curse so that his mother could obey all her wishes to return to Jakarta immediately, without having any debate between the two of them.

"You why? Don't shut up, don't make Mama worry Fran."

"I want to go home now!" zifran said as he opened his voice.

Back to Arlan and Alya.

"Why not answer?" Arlan looked at Alya's face which seemed to be holding something there. But he didn't know what was going on with the girl.

As for Alya, he tried to resist the frustration of the man who did not remember him after the accident that made Alya had to be hospitalized for several days.

That fosters a sense of love at first sight for a girl named Alya Zealora.