Trapped in Love with Casanova

Chris's Worries.

Maisya and her father had just arrived at the hospital belonging to the Ocean family. The two walked hand in hand along the corridor to the room where Zifran was being treated.

In front of the room door that read VIP, Maisya and Papa Bram entered. There apparently besides Zifran, there was also his papa who stood beside him, while Mama Sarah was feeding her son Tang looked so spoiled.

Do not ask again what the level of indulgence of the sole heir of the Ocean family is like. Of course beat the new SD child circumcision. Even defeated when he was in circumcision. Oh, my God, in Mama Sarah's heart, it feels like she's pawning her son in a gold pawn shop. Because if it's this way it must be the ends, Hem.

"Eh, there's Maisya and Bram sir. Please come in sir. How are you standing there?" Papa Arya just realized that. Mama Sarah and Zifran turned their eyes.

"It looks like your son is not old enough, Mr. Arya," Papa Bram said. Papa Bram glanced at Maisya when he felt a pinch from his daughter.

"Father, don't say that, dong. Shame to know!" maisya whispered.

"That's how he behaves when he's sick. Please sit down, sir!" Papa Arya shifted the chair and and gave it to a man who was almost his age.

"How are you doing?" ask Papa Bram to Zifran.

"Healthy o'm."

"So, you're going home, aren't you?" ask Maisya.

"Hem."

"Here Tan.Biar Maisya aja who nyuapi brother Zifran. No pa-pa, right?" Maisya took the plate that was in Mama Sarah's hand.

"Of course."

"Oiya, Tan, what time does Brother Zi come home?"

"Awhile more. Around ten."

"Have you finished the exam, huh?" now replace the voiced Zifran.

"Yet. It's still a few days away. Why?"

"Nothing is."

"Open his mouth!" maisya orders Zifran to open his mouth.

Beside the bed there were only Maisya and Zifran on the bed. While the three parents moved to the sofa, giving time to two people who had just made up.

Papa Arya and Papa Bram are having a serious conversation between them.

"When?" ask Papa Arya who didn't explain her point.

"What's Master?"

"Ah, don't call me Mr. Bram. We'll be good soon."

"alright. What did you mean, Mr. Arya?"

"When are they getting married? Mama and I Zifran really want to hold grandchildren."

"Ukhuk.. ukhuk." Maisya immediately gulped down the water in front of him without permission from Deng the owner. After hearing Papa Arya's words, it suddenly choked on the wind while feeding Zifran.

Whatwasthat? Be married? OMG. It was as if the world of Maisya had collapsed at that very instant. He is almost finished his first semester. And there's still UAN. At least wait for him to finish or even until the bachelor. Not like this. It felt like Maisya had run away from before them.

"Why are you, Shay? Your face is red. You sick?" The face of Maisya. Since then the girl's behavior has not escaped the sight of Zifran. The man kept noticing what was going on with his lover .

Maisya. "What the hell."

It turned out that the incident made the attention of the elders compactly staring at them.

"Of course, Bram. We better focus on what I'm asking. Hows it? Do you agree or not?"

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As expected. Less than ten o'clock Zifran is allowed to go home. Maisya faithfully is next to the man with the level of bawdiness is over capacity.

Going hand in hand makes the two look more compact and so harmonious. Whether because on purpose or not both are currently wearing matching colored clothes with black jeans in Zifran and navy, which in Maisya wear.

Moreover, the presence of their parents is increasingly a topic for anyone who sees it.

Many pairs of eyes were staring in admiration at the two. Looks suitable even though they are eight years old. However, that is not the distance for Maisya and Zifran in a love affair.

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For a week since they made up, all the words Maisya let out seemed to be a magnet for him. Many words from Maisya that he heard and obeyed.

Like not smoking. Not drinking alcoholic beverages. Go home to the main house, not to the apartment. And lastly, always tell me wherever Zifran is.

Let's just say that Maisya is being possessive of Zifran. However, instead of feeling uncomfortable, Zifran was happy to do it.

Since Maisya has been off school, so Maisya has a lot of free time for her to relax with her two friends and also her lover.

According to the promise that his father once gave if Maisya has good enough value in this year from the previous year, then Papa Bram will fulfill his wish.

As a result Maisya also collect it a few days ago during the report division. Where he ranked 11th out of 32 students. From before only rank 19 out of 32 disciples.

Although not in the top ten, Papa Bram still appreciates the efforts of his daughter. Likewise with Zifran, he gave Maisya a jumbo-sized Boba doll and holiday tickets for the five of them.

Currently Maisya is busy with his new work which some time he got from Zifran.

In the back garden of the Ocean family home, Maisya and Zifran sit back in a saung located not far from the pool.

Errata. It was not the two of them who sat down but only Maisya. As for Zifran, the man collapsed with Maisya's thigh as his pedestal. Zifran also told Maisya to stroke her hair until she fell asleep.

You crocodile guy. Won a lot of Zifran.

Instead of falling asleep, Zifran smiled while playing the phone that was held in his hand.

This is the nature of Zifran. Always wanted to be pampered and noticed. It was really good for his life.

"Yes, make us a vacation to Bandung?" ask Zifran on the sidelines of his game.

Eits! Don't omes just yet. Play mobile phone by Zifran.

"Yes so, dong. When do we leave?" ask Maisya back. The girl is still loyal to her new job.

"Lusa aja how. It was the red double date. So Arlan can take a day off."

"OKAY. If I were ayok, brother. Whenever it's, I'm ready."

"Yes, it's a hell of a bitch now!" zifran shouted up and sat down in front of Maisya.

"What?"

"That's it."

"Suddenly so, brother. 'I'm not ready yet. Not to mention the others, either!" maisya Cecar. Yes, he left without preparation. Which really is people.

"Isn't that Shay?"

"Well on what? What a clear dong!" his nag. Maisya was increasingly made dizzy with long-winded speech.

"This is dear Maisya," said Zifran as he demonstrated the kiss scene using both hands.

"CZ. Lo's brain is sane, brother?!" Maisya clucked irritably at the contents of the head of the man before her.

"Why?" asked Zifran with a sinless face.

"The author is fasting again. Yes, make it so."

"Well, what's the matter, Yang?"

"Ishh, Lo it used to be a school where the hell brother. No, no, no day."

"Oh yes, I forgot. Then if malem can?" ask Zifran spirit.

"Can. But it depends on the author what he wants."

"You just calm down. Brother negotiations used to be the same author."

"Can you?" ask Maisya.

"Can dong. Just choose, want company assets, sports car that you hit first. Or-"

"Gue you want how?"

Maisya and Zifran turned their heads together towards the source of the sound.

"Or!" exclaim them compact.

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