Trapped in Love Little Girl

Trapped in Love Little Girl
Ch. 4: Video Call


The car arrived near the terrace of the Birawan residence. Without thanking her, Sally came out and closed the door quite loudly. Zean who was inside flinched, letting his future wife run amok. His own heart was still a little emotional because it felt unappreciated by the High School girl.


Zean only looked at Sally's departure until she actually entered the house. After that, the car he drove again to the city of C.


When the door of the living room was opened by Bi Mur, the Young Miss Birawan immediately broke through and sauntered towards the steps. His house assistant was stunned by Sally's behavior. It is not usual for the employer's child to behave like that.


Bi Mur understands very well with Sally. He has been with the girl since childhood. However, he chose silence because he did not want to worsen the atmosphere.


Up to the room, Sally took off her shoes at first. Backpacks hanging on the shoulders were dropped on the floor.


The girl slammed her body on the bed quite strongly. The face is immersed into the pillow and the two legs jerk in turns due to a scowl. Tears also shed along with a feeling of tightness in the heart.


Not expecting if the figure of Zean he saw first seemed friendly, but it turned out to be the opposite. The man was so annoying and even rude.


I don't know how long she's been crying. Those reddened eyes began to slowly close. Sally lost consciousness and fell asleep without any prior intention.


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Two hours passed Zean with all the fatigue.  The car he parked haphazardly in the yard because he wanted to enter immediately.


So tired, he who just stepped on the living room, went straight to the sofa and threw himself just like that.


His hands moved quickly to take off the suit and tie, pillows were nearby, Zean grabbed to concentrate the head. His black eyes were intentionally closed, while both fingers massaged the base of his nose.


The journey to leave and go home at one time made Zean's body feel crumpled. He's not usually like that.


Uninvited, the mother came with all temptations. Mr. Bobi's wife approached with a bright smile.


“Capek is like a child Mama.” He said as he landed himself on the sofa, monitoring Zean who was just silent without wanting to say anything.


“Ze, how?” ask again. Ms. Lyra did not care even though her first temptation was ignored by the child. He is unyielding.


But for a long time he was angry. One cushion of Bu Lyra's sofa lay, right on Zean's face. “Ze! Answer Mama!”


The man complained, then rubbed his nose. “Ma, I was tired,” complained, then hugged the pillow that had been thrown.


Zean's complaint didn't dampen Ms. Lyra's intentions. He kept talking back. “Where? Haven't you?”


Silent. Ms. Lyra was still waiting for a few seconds, but the child did not answer. In fact, he was already excited when he saw his son coming home.


Hopefully, Zean has fulfilled what he asked for.


“ZEAN!” His mother shouted out loud and managed to make everyone's ears hot.


The twenty-six-year-old man sat down, rubbed his ear lobes, and looked at his mother. “Yes my beautiful mother,” complimented Zean on Bu Lyra, hoping her mother could ease her emotions.


“Iya, how?” Ms. Lyra is still complaining. Both eyes stared intently at the child just like that.


The man in front of him scratched his head.  “Eee ... ring, yes?” Zean over hair shuffling. “That, can't yet. Nothing fits the size.” Forced Zean to lie rather than long-tail. Her eyes were circling, unwilling to look at Ms. Lyra. Later he suspected.


“Serious?”


Zean nodded with confidence.


“Then?”


His son sighed deeply, then replied, “Tomorrow or the day after to it again. Until it gets any. Ribet watches High School.”


“That-that, also your future wife, Ze.” Like an alarm that has been set in such a way, Ms. Lyra always reminds if Sally is Zean's future wife. Even since her son was in High School, both parents never stopped telling him if they would be betrothed to Sally. This made Zean nauseous.


“Yes, Ma, I didn't forget.” Sally's husband-to-be left, choosing to leave rather than having to hear the news of the match. His mood gets worse if he remembers all the life he has been arranged by Mr. Bobi.


“I to room yes, Ma.” One kiss was given on the cheek, the middle-aged woman only noticed her son who started to leave about to climb the stairs.


“Do not forget to come down for dinner!” exclaim bu Lyra, make Zean turn and answer ‘ya’.


Arriving at the room, Zean immediately undressed making a sultry. He left his trousers, then walked to the bathroom to fill the bath tube.


While waiting, he returned to the room and occasionally checked his cell phone. Zean has to make sure that all the work goes well.


While busy sliding the screen, suddenly his finger stopped at one name. While reading that, the corner of Zean's lips lifted up.


Little girl ... what is more of you, to the point that Mama and Papa insist on marrying me who is far from your age. So ridiculous.


***


The clock on the nightstand points to the number seven nights. Someone who is still lying in bed, starts to build awareness. Sally blinked her eyes, but she didn't see anything. Dark atmosphere.


He was scared because of panic. But again, he remembered the last thing he had done. After a while, Sally only realized if she overslept since the afternoon.


Immediately he got up, moved the body briefly and stepped towards the wall, where the light switch was located.


One pressure makes the room instantly bright. Brown eyes are reflexes narrowed because it can be light stimulation.


He started scanning his body which was still clad in uniform. The next second, Sally exhaled a rough breath. Because of Zean, he did not think to immediately clean up as usual.


Without thinking any more, Sally rushed to the bathroom because she had already called Miss Anna for dinner.


“Iya, Mi. Just step out again,” he answered half-screaming.


Twenty minutes later, Sally's body was clean and feeling fresher, then immediately dropped off. The floral dress she wears. The girl loves to wear a skirt.


“Night Pi, Di,” cheers when you get to the dinner table.


Her sister had already sat quietly and was watching Sally closely.


“Kakak out crying?” The fifteen-year-old chirped, spontaneously making Sally slightly stunned.


“Eh, no. Wake up this sleep. It was exhausted, so overslept.”


Ms. Anna and Mr. Tomi were also curious, watching Sally's face which revealed an awkward smile. Not to bother, Sally immediately sat down, distracting her by asking for food.


“Where were you from?” Miss Anna asked, making Sally look up.


“Mami is the same as me?”


“It, Sa. Who else if not you.”


Mr. Tomi glanced at his wife, then he asked, “Where is Sally, Mi?”


Ms. Anna replied, “Then Zean called home, Pi. Ask Sally to come home at what time, all permission take it out.”


Hearing her mother's answer, Sally came to know why Zean was able to come to school right when she was also out of class.


Mr. Tomi just nodded at his wife's answer, then asked Sally the same thing.


“From the streets of kok, Mi, Pi.” He replied casually while bribing food, as much as Sally could cover up her fight with Zean earlier.


“Oh, so. But Zean didn't stop by, huh?” Back sir Tomi said.


Sally shook her head. “Kak Ze said, it's been a hoax, Pi. Fear of kemaleman when you get home.” He lied again.


They all nodded, no one would suspect that the child and the future ghost did not get along.


Dinner's over. Sally was back in the room. He pulled out a cell phone from the school bag, then momentarily checked.


There were two missed calls with unknown numbers.


Wh who?


The girl frowned confused.


Don't worry, he better learn and do schoolwork. Sally accidentally left the phone lying on the table close to her, then took the book out of the bag and switched it for tomorrow's schedule.


Just starting to pick up the stationery, his phone rang again. That number, it astonished him.


“Who the hell?” its decan.


Sally's hand immediately put the book to the study table, just grabbed the phone. Seeing the call in the form of a video call, he did not run out of ideas. Turn the front camera into the back.


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