Trapped in Love with Casanova

Brought to Alaska

After eating they continue the trip that was delayed in order to fill the stomach rumbling. Scorching afternoon, high soaring sun radiates its rays for those who are enjoying the beauty of the journey to a tourist spot around Ciwidey, Bandung.

In the car with Zifran, Maisya always babbles, sometimes singing to the music of the newly turned car.

While on the side, Maisya, Zifran continues to look at the behavior of his lover who is relatively super active so that he can not stand still making himself have to be extra focused on driving.

"Lo why do I look like that, brother?" asked Maisya who had previously felt noticed. At once Maisya also stopped from the event in Zifran's car.

"Cock stop? Continue again dong nyanyinya brother likes to hear your voice, Sya," pinta Zifran who while driving.

"Males, uh. It's not good to see I'm embarrassed. Mending, you focus harder than I see." While covering his face that looks red.

"You are it, the more days the gemesin tau no, Sya. Make your sister love you more," he said pinching Maisya's cheek.

"It hurts, brother. What the hell, lo!" pekik Maisya brushed Zifran's hand off his face. "Gue tickled long-duration Deket Lo, brother. Since when do I have a girlfriend alaynya not ketulungan kayak gini. Where the playboy guy who used to be said to be valued by many girls sembok, kok is now so bucin," said Maisya.

"Eitherway. Sometimes brother is also confused, Why can brother change after meeting you. But all that makes brother more comfortable with you, Sya. Now that big brother wants just one, after you graduate, big brother wants to be serious with you. I'm tired of lying to Mama and Papa. And brother is also the same as those who continue to hope for his son this jerk."

About the beginning of their pretense both Mama Sarah and Papa Arya have not known. He doesn't know what he's doing behind their back. Bringing a plain girl into his snare.

After that Zifran breathed a sigh of relief after taking out what he had always wanted. Although it was too soon, he did not want to do any further to the woman he loved.

You look at Maisya who suddenly has no voice and look at him with a look of hope for something from him. Sensitive, Zifran grabbed Maisya's hand using his left hand.

"Why did you see, big brother? Is something wrong, hem? Or do you doubt your brother?"

"So, you're serious about what you said just now, brother?"

Zifran nodded and said, "yes."

"L-lo don't lie, brother? You're not kidding me anymore, are you?" Believe and not in the words of Zifran.

His heart beat faster making his cheeks blush. Zifran who saw it was certainly sensitive to the feeling that when the middle enveloped Maisya's heart. The woman knows who she was in the past.

"Seriously, Yes. Any way you can joke about this" parked his car next to Arlan's parked car. Remove the seat belt after turning off the car engine. Zifran grabbed both hands of Maisya, looked at the girl with a serious look. "let's say this big brother is a jerk, but Big Brother loves you. It's a dear brother's affection that convinces the sister to be serious in this relationship. Aren't you serious about the same, brother?"

"Who said I don't want to be serious with you, brother. I'm just afraid that I can't be the best for you. I'm not as perfect as other girls, brother."

No, Maisya refused. But he knew so many women wanted Zifran. He feels insecure with them. I don't know, even though he and Zifran became lovers, but the sense is not iia.

Until his daydreams are up when Zifran warmly kisses his forehead at a glance. "You're the perfect woman for a sister, yes. Come on down already arrived. Pity them for waiting for us" Zifran said afterwards.

"My master's waiting for that day, brother."

Zifran nodded, helping Maisya to remove the seat belt.

They have arrived at Barusen Hills Ciwidey, a flower garden located in the Ciwidey area, Bandung. A park that becomes a photo spot that is hiting among young people, equipped with Waterboom and some places to relax.

"Sorry, must be a long time, wait?" Walking hand in hand, making himself the center of attention around.

Arlan, Alya, Andin and Leon who waited a while ago displayed a sinister face staring at the couple who were a few meters away from them. Waiting in the hot sun is no fun. Think of them simultaneously.

"Abis said in the car. Must be abis macem-macem lo ya?" chirps Arlan from ceplos who immediately got a sharp look Zifran.

"If so why? Want to follow?" answer Zifran origin. Letting those who are there think nothing of them. While Maisya, the woman glares at Zifran but is not in the lyrics, making Alya, Andin and Leon justify Zifran's remarks.

"Damn, Lo! We-we're here to sunbathe, Lo even delicious in the dalem. No crap, Fran!" mean it.

"Basic! I guess your brain just doesn't know it's more perverted than my brain. I'm with Maisya in the dalem again having an important conversation, not like what you have in mind. Basic perverted brain, you on!" the hardic. "Come, Shay."

The man walked first with Maisya wearing a wide hat over her head with a cardigan patterned with flowers, making her look so beautiful. Added to that with glasses perched on his tiny nose adds Maisya looks as charming as ever.

Many eyes are on those who look so harmonious, making anyone who looks will feel envious.

And behind them, Alya continued to grumble at Arlan about his words that were slippery without being filtered like oil.

While walking Alya continued to chirp like a finch that was never touched by Arlan who was beside him.

Arriving at the place they were headed, the three girls immediately ran into the middle of a colorful flower bed, with the path as a trajectory. Andin, the shoulder-haired girl took the phone from the Sling bag, pressed the camera button to take their photo.

"Guys..cissss!" his screams directed the phone in his third ubsurd style.

"Aisha. Maybe they deserve a boy" said Zifran, who saw the behavior of the High School girl.

"Lo forgot they were kids. You are old," said Ardan.

"Relax, Om, old fellows should not insult each other." Leon laughed mockingly.

"Damn, Lo!" zifran and Arlan simultaneously.

"Nih, the old boy ngeselin too. Khilaf, I throw lo in the middle of the road so that it is transported to the same monkey for their friends. Want, Lo?!"

"Oh yeah, Om is just an emotion. Inget, I can marry you at school."

Leon's words were the opinion of a fist from Zifran who was looking at him.

"Dare you try, abis lo same me."

"Sir, here!" Maisya waved his hand calling out to Zifran.

"Tuh, look. Maisya love died with me. You can't take him away from me" Zifran warned before he left his place.