Trapped in Love with Casanova

Until death I will not love you.

"Gu-gue..," said the woman stammering.

"Splash!" zifran Benth.

"Gu-gue. get pregnant, Fran."

Jederrr!!!

Like being struck by lightning during the day, Zifran's body was transfixed after hearing the words that the woman had spoken to him. The atmosphere of the crowded mall seemed quiet, silent as drugged tension that occurred between them.

The brain's work is unable to keep pace when the breath begins to hunt as blood flows unhindered. The heartbeat also seems to stop with a breath that feels heavy.

The dreams? Nah! This was the fact that the woman was present before him. Over and over again Zifran convinced himself to digest the words he had just heard, feeling it was just a laughable joke to him.

"Haha... You lied, right? All of that is not true. You must have caught me, Mel," Zifran's wry laugh sounded so loud that it made Amel a little jolt.

"Gue's not lying, Fran. I'm serious," replied Amel sure to make the laughter of Zifran suddenly stop.

Not only that, Zifran approached, then looked into the eyes, Amel tried to find honesty from the woman in front of him. Clutching, Zifran made the woman have difficulty breathing. "Same me if all that is not true and only the wits Lo aja who want revenge bales me. By the way, Mel!" sniff the man.

Amel shook his head in tears as Zifran's fingernails stuck to the skin of his neck. "Yes, Fran, gu-gue is not bo. hong. Gu-gue pregnant a-boy Lo. Ukhuk." Amel coughed as Zifran took off his hand.

Zifran ruffled his hair in frustration not knowing what to do with all this.

Taking a deep breath, then looked at the fixed Zifran. "Gue could have sworn that the child in my womb was Lo's son, Fran. Lo inget'll happen a few months ago, so I turned nyariin elo to tell you this. And I want responsibility."

"But I don't feel that it's the same Lo, elak Zifran.

"At that time Lo was drunk and under the influence of stimulants. I can't hide this much longer because my stomach is getting bigger, Fran."

Zifran's eyes were fixed on the part of Amel's body that was slightly protruding because of the movement of the woman's hands constantly stroking her stomach that looks bulging.

Then he heaved a heavy sigh, as heavy as the reality that lay before him at this moment. His eyes glanced back and forth hoping that no one would know of the incident.

"If it's my real son, I ask you to kill him. I don't want to have a daughter or daughter***** elo. I have another life and the person I love the most. Do you need money? Howmany? I'll give you the money you want. But on condition, Lo must kill the child now," said Zifran with restraint emotions, regardless of the consequences he did afterwards.

Plaque!

"In addition to the bastard, Lo is a jerk, Fran! Do you want to kill your own flesh and blood?!" maki Amel slapped Zifran's cheek as hard as he could.

"Lo man has no heart!"

"Yes, I'm a man with no heart. Which will do anything that makes my relationship with Maisya destroyed, including Lo though!"

"But Lo can't throw me away after what Lo did that night."

"It's not me, but you're the one who framed me!" sahut Zifran quickly. It doesn't matter where they are at the moment.

"Now you slain the boy and go all the way from

Denger is fine. I will not kill my own child! And I'm sure you Lo will regret it after this!" amel pointed at Zifran's face.

"Whatever, I don't care! The important thing is, don't disturb my life! If that happens, I don't hesitate to kill both of you. Catch that!"

Zifran immediately ran to leave Amel alone in the lonely hallway, none of which was there. In a cry, Amel rubbed his stomach the longer it would get bigger.

"Lo can't run away from Lo's responsibilities, Fran. And I'd admit anything so that Lo confessed to him as Lo's son, Lo's own flesh and blood."

While elsewhere.

It had been almost half an hour Maisya waited in his place. Glancing here and there looking for the whereabouts of Zifran who did not come.

He said goodbye to going to the toilet for a while. But why so long? Thought the bored Maisya waited.

Not long after the voice of someone resuscitated him from a momentary daydream. "Yes" said the man.

"Sister Arlan."

"So he went to the toilet for a while, but he hadn't been back and forth for almost half an hour. Did he fall asleep there, huh?" mai began to think.

"Well you call?" alya asked who was there too.

"No. He just went to the toilet, why I call everything, like cheating people everywhere should be on the phone constantly."

"It's not like that, Maemunah, too" said Alya. "Eh, Lo saw the guy, didn't you?" ask her to Maisya. The girl nodded quickly.

"Are you ready to buy it?" ask Maisya replace.

"Udah. But after that I'm the same Youn misah, I don't know where he went."

"Oh.. ," replied Maisya ber'oh'ria.

"Would you wait here, I picked up Zifran was afraid the child fell asleep there. It's also impossible if Maisya goes into the boys' toilet" Arlan said before leaving.

"I don't think so, brother. Brother, Zifran has come." Maisya accidentally caught the figure he had been waiting for. He pointed towards Zifran who was walking with an indecipherable look on his face.

"Sir Zi, call Maisya over to her lover. "Totally long to the toilet?" ask Maisya who knows nothing.

"Let's go home" said Zifran, making Maisya's forehead wrinkled.

"Lo why are you suddenly back together? Don't you want to give me a surprise?"

'It's precisely the brother who gets a surprise, yes. Maafin brother,' Inner Zifran grimaced, cursing at him who could not keep Maisya's trust. And made the girl have to feel back the disappointment she had done.

Even he could not imagine how Maisya would react if he knew his behavior behind the girl even if it was not on his will.

While walking, Zifran left Maisya who was staring confused about the man's change because his mind was in a state of chaos at the moment. And the call of Maisya was not ignored.

"He's why, Shay? I think people are depressed. Or...he went to the devil's toilet?" Arlan noticed Zifran's movements that looked different. Not only did he feel, perhaps Maisya also knew.

"Eitherway. I sucked him out first, brother. Al, I'm first yeah."

"I'm picking him up, Shay. I think people are not okay anymore" said Arlan who understands well about Zifran.

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"Sister, Zi. Lo why the hell from there on diem continues? I'm wrong, Lo?" asked Maisya who was not responded to by Zifran who always focused on the direction of his goal.

,During the journey, Zifran did not say much. The man was silent a thousand languages with all the thoughts that kept passing about the incident made Maisya always wonder what happened to Zifran at this time until the man just silenced himself.

"Sister, I'm talking about it. Ever since you came out of the toilet, Lo's attitude has changed very strange. Lo diemin me for no reason, do I have the same lo?" For the umpteenth time Maisya tried to open talks between them until Zifran slowed down the speed of his car after entering the yard of the house.

"At hand. Go in, Abis is resting. I'm sorry you didn't stop by because you wanted to go back to the office" Zifran told Maisya.

"Gue won't come down before you answer my question, sis."

"You don't have to worry, sister is fine. Now get in there, maybe Papa's waiting for his daughter."

"So don't apologize if today everything is fucked up. Next time, we will go for another walk. It's the same in."

"Okay, I'm going in. But Lo really-nothing's okay, right? If there is any story with me," said Maisya a little worried.

The man shook his head with a forced beautiful smile, hoping that Maisya would not find out about this lie.

"If so I go in first. Muach" said Maisya, giving a brief kiss on Zifran's lips without any reply from the man.

'After you know everything your attitude will remain like this, Shay. Sorry brother who can not keep your love, ' Inner Zifran saw the departure of Maisya from his car.

After that Zifran left the house of Maisya with a thousand regrets in his heart. Regrets that will never change what has happened today, tomorrow and forever.