Trapped in Love with Casanova

In hard water

"Elo! Why are you here!" Zifran's shocked face saw the naked woman swaying out of the bathroom while rubbing her hair with a small towel that was on her head.

"Look off dong, Fran. Don't be surprised" said the woman casually. You want a shower?" ask the woman who was not in Zifran's room.

"Shh." Zifran held his head that still felt dizzy due to the influence of alcohol last night. Maybe he drank too much.

Zifran's shock didn't get there. He was again surprised when he opened the blanket and saw his body was not wearing a thread. Her face was extinguished, restraining her anger. Recalling last night's incident with someone he had warned from the beginning not to see him again.

"Where is my service, satisfactory? Ah, yes, I forgot that Lo was drunk last night."

"What are you doing with me? This must be the work of Lo who has given the drug luknut to my drink. Ngaku Lo!"

"Eits. Calm down first dong," The woman sat beside Zifran, rubbing Zifran's face so seductively. "Lo is a hypocrite. Now Lo can be angry with me, but where was Lo who last night that I served. And for the cure, it was actually me who gave it to elo."

Zifran clenched both his hands under the covers. He did not expect to have to deal with such a situation. In his heart Zifran cursed harshly and cursed his own folly. He could have done it with another woman.

"Bang*sat Lo, Mel!"

"Gue confessed this because I love Lo! I can't accept you reject me because of that snot girl! Where are you going?"

Zifran got up from the bed and picked up his clothes scattered on the floor. Keep wearing it in a hurry.

Not to forget also Zifran took out a wallet, took a black sick card and threw it towards the woman sitting on the bed with her legs crossed staring at him.

"Take that. I know what you need, right? Take it, I don't have a problem. But Lo has to go all the way from my life."

Last night's incident made Zifran riled. He was afraid that one day Maisya would find out about his actions that betrayed his love. He couldn't have done it if it really happened.

"Gue asked Lo to leave my life. I don't want to deal with you anymore. And inget, you broke our deal. Don't mistake me if there's nothing in Lo's family."

Zifran stepped out with a face that was difficult to interpret. The scale is firm, but it feels heavy when last night's events turn around as her footsteps track the hotel floor.

While in the hotel room, the woman twirled the cards in her hand, displaying a thin grin behind a beautiful face, but seemed sneaky. "Lo it's my money field, where I might just let go of it."

The woman named Amel who was once betrothed by Zifran's parents turned out to secretly hold awe and wanted to have the man completely. The man who rejected her after spending a long night with a deal. From there the woman continued to lurk Zifran to the club. And gave a drink containing stimulant drugs that he gave to the bartender.

"I have already transferred money. You two are doing well." Amel made a call to someone far away.

"Ok, thanks. If there is any more work do not forget to contact me," said the man smiling with satisfaction.

"Of course. Yes, you two are too careless, but I love the way you work. Dah, I'll hang up the phone."

After making the call, Amel put his clothes back on, then put the Zifran gift card into the bag and sauntered away from the room towards the bottom floor.

***

Zifran just parked his car in the parking lot of his apartment. Laying the body on a king-size mattress. His mind was in a state of chaos, thinking about what happened to him.

All the bad thoughts about it were milling around him. I don't know what it's like going forward. He needs to calm down to be ready to face Maisya if the woman does anything reckless and detrimental.

Guilt had squeezed the chest, leaving deep regret for Zifran. If he hadn't been to the club that night, maybe this would never have happened. Betraying Maisya was the worst thing in his life.

But not as we thought. Zifran had another reason

why is he like that.

He just needs time to bounce himself to meet Maisya. Maisya did not know what had happened to her. But her little heart was so embarrassed to meet.

On the other side. From earlier Maisya just stirred the food in the pisan. There was no intention of the girl to eat it. Maisya. Maisya is screwed because for two days her lover, Zifran did not contact her. As before, when he was lashing the man was not ceaselessly calling to the extent that Maisya's phone was made silent mode.

Different than this moment. Was Zifran angry with himself for defending Leon and driving him out of the house?

Maisya shook her head slowly, dismissing the prejudice against the man

"Lo why the hell, Sya? From there on, the food kept on. Lo do not love what meatballs from earlier Lo swivel. There's a dizzy meatball tau." Andin was confused by Maisya's attitude.

"Sir Zifran hasn't told you yet?" Maisya. "Partially I think it's natural that Lo is angry. But it's not better to go down Lo ego a little. Kasian tau mr. Zifran." Now it was Alya's turn to speak.

"Gue has given up and destroyed my ego. I even tried to phone him, but his number was off. How am I supposed to do now?" He is really confused at the moment.

Yep. Since yesterday Maisya tried to contact Zifran, but there was no answer from the man. Maisya also contacts Arlan and the man is just like her. Seeking the existence of the same person.

"Why don't you go to her house? Where do you know Mr. Zifran at his house," said Andin.

"I even called Aunt Sarah. Says Mama Kak Zifran, brother Zifran is not home. I'm confused Din, Al."

"Lo knows Mr. Zifran's apartment, try to go there. How do you know people are there." Alya stroked her best friend's shoulder. Give strength to keep his best friend positive thoughts.

"What Alya said, was mending Lo samperin he went to his apartment because that's the only place you haven't been looking for."

"Hem. Really thank you. You're always there when I need to." Maisya hugged her two best friends.

But not for long Maisya's phone vibrated. Maisya reached into her shirt pocket and saw who called her.

"Sir Arlan," he murmured softly.

"Who, Yes?" ask Andin and Alya at the same time.

"From brother Arlan. Don't be noisy!" The two nodded as Maisya received a call from Arlan.

"Hello, sis."

"[.]"__ Arlan.

"Huh'. The real!"

"[.....]"

"Okay, I'll be there now!" Maisya turned off her phone.