Trapped in Love with Casanova

Meet at the mall

In his study, Zifran sat pensively enjoying a cigarette that always accompanied. Although Maisya once forbade, but at this time it is what he really needs as an outlet for his pain. Not because of Maisya, but because of his own stupidity that could not convince his lover at that time.

It turns out true people say, love is able to incise wounds even though he is invisible. Make people happy, even if it is simple. Makes people laugh, even for no reason. To divert the world, even if it is not on its side. That is love, a feeling created within. Patriarchate is beautiful in the heart, bound in a promise of living life.

Zifran turned off the rest of his cigarette when he heard the knock on the door. His gaze was fixed on the figure of the narrow-eyed handsome man walking towards him.

The man handed over some report files for the meeting, to his superiors. "Lo's sick?" ask the man who is none other than Arlan, the CEO secretary of ZA group.

"No. Why mother?" Zifran opened, flipping through the contents of the report.

"Face Lo shoots really. Mending Lo go home, let Lo work, I handle."

"Gue ain't pa-pa. Maybe because soybeans are just as sleep-deprived."

Lies. Zifran lied to say that he was okay. After the incident, Zifran forced himself to work and forced all his energy to divert his mind. During that time his body also reacted to issuing a warning with pain in the head and also the knee that was injured.

"What time does the meeting start?" zifran asked.

"Four o'clock in the afternoon."

"Oiya, Lo hasn't told me about the police station. What case? Does that guy really want to fuck Maisya?"

"From the results of the intro pardon against them, it turns out they did not accidentally make a hit by Maisya because the circumstances of that time were panicking again because the driver's wife wanted to be born. Lo shadow your mother if you want a birth, hem ..., bring her for mercy."

"Keep!" zifran's orders tell Arlan to continue the story.

"To convince me the same Mr. Andre, the man gave the recording of the dashboard of the car that he was using to drive his wife to the hospital. And after the same check Mr. Andre and his men, the real recording right on time Maisya almost hit and elo hit. And in my opinion, we do not need to take the legal path for the case of kayak gini because the person who nabrak lo at that time already said the same apology I made you. So it's all over and there's no more problems, right? Then I say yes, boss!" Arlan leaves the zifran room after elaborating at length on a case that was his duty for several days.

"Secretary base no adab lo emang!"

***

Next day.

"Will you go back to school to the bookstore?" ask Leon to m

Maisyah. Now the two are in the canteen to fill their stomachs and rest their brains for a moment from the exam questions that a moment ago haunted them.

"Can." Maisya answered him briefly.

"Where is Alya andin? How can you not see?"

"Still fretting about them" Maisya replied as he siphoned off his favorite Boba ice.

Leon nodded in understanding, stirred up his drink, then glanced at Maisya who was sitting at the side. "Want to eat meatballs?" tawar Leon's.

"Thank you, I'm full!" reject the subtle Maisya.

****

"Where's Fran going?" asked Arlan to see his best friend leave his study.

"Gue wants to buy something for Maisya," he replied.

"Wait!" Arlan's after Zifran. "Will you be better with Maisya?"

Zifran. "But I will keep trying" said Zifran convinced himself not to give up easily.

"Gue salute you. I guess those of you who have never been in love will just give up. Good luck!" said Arlan cheered the boss and his best friend.

****

"Have you got all the books you've been looking for, huh?" Leon went through each bookshelf to find the book he was looking for.

"Udah. Lo himself?" asked Maisya who was tailing behind Leon.

"Oh yes, if so we go back! later to the afternoon, you will be angry again with me who brought his son not on time."

"Nih bawak," Maisya gave some books to Leon. "all you payin ya, can you hire me."

"Yes-yes. What did you not do."

After paying, Maisya dsn leon exited the bookstore to the parking area where Leon's vehicle was parked.

Leon occasionally throws jokes at Maisya. I know the girl is not okay right now. It turned out to be true what Onad said, if anything happened to their relationship.

"Now, put on the helmet." Leon gave Maisys a full face helmet. "Want to eat or go home?"

"Go home."

****

"Good day sir, how can we help you?" ask the florist.

Yep. Zifran is currently in a flower shop located not far from his office. Not a funeral flower shop.

After completing his work, according to plan he will buy Maisya a bouquet of flowers as an apology for his mistakes some time ago.

Zifran sorted out the flowers he would give to his beloved. Zifran's view is on the white rose on the right side of Zifran.

"Sir, I want this one!" point Zifran to the side. "please pack everything, let's look big."

"Good sir. Is there anything else?" Zifran smiled in a shuffle.

'Ah, fuck. Why is her smile so sweet. Melted my heart sir!' inner woman who is busy arranging flowers Zifran order.

It didn't take long for Zifran to wait for his order. After paying, Zifran left the store, doing his car on the highway.

On the way, Zifran never ceases to smile when he looks at the photo of the girl he made wallpaper on his cellphone screen. I don't know since when Zifran made a photo of Maisya as the main screen.

However, his smile faded away as he saw the incoming call from someone he had recently avoided. Without feeling and compassion, Zifran pressed the red icon button and disabled the phone so that the woman would no longer contact him.

While in other places, Casandra was swearing at the man who always ignored her. Not just once, but Zifran has repeatedly been like this and continues to ignore it for no reason.

In front of the towering fence, Zifran stopped his car, then called the security guard there to open the gate for him.

At the same time, Zifran's sight accidentally caught the figure of a man he knew was joking with his lover. Zifran's face was flushed red as if he was holding back anger. His hands clenched tightly until the knuckles turned white from being too strong Zifran squeezed his own hands.

It wasn't the joke of that man that made Zifran like this. But the young man's treatment was holding onto both of Maisya's cheeks which he could not accept. Moreover, when the situation he was holding back longed to make Zifran's blood seem to boil for no reason.

Bugh!

Without ba bi bu Zifran directly gives a raw bogem towards Leon's cheek. And it succeeded in making leon a little dazed because of the impromptu attack from Zifran.

Maisya who saw it immediately helped Leon to re-establish his body. Leon grimaces touching

"Don't touch my girlfriend!" zifran gave a warning. Then Zifran confirmed the position of his suit.

"Lo what the hell, brother. You are crazy!" maisya snapped, not accepting Zifran hit his best friend.

"So, I don't like you with him."

"But it's not like this either, he's my friend."

"Sister doesn't like it." Zifran's eyes shot sharply toward Leon. Let's say Zifran is jealous right now.

"Lo selfish!" saut Maishya.

"Yes, I go home, I don't feel good, because you guys are like gini" said Leon.

"It's good to be self-conscious!" zifran Cibir.

Leon wears a helmet, running his sport bike away from Maisya's house. After Leon's departure, Maisya's gaze was on Zifran.

"Mending lo go home brother. Badmood I saw you." Maisya stepped her foot away from Zifran who was chasing after her.

"Yes, wait. I'm not finished talking!"

As if closing her ears, Maisya ignored the cry of Zifran who called her name and continued to step inside the house.