Cute Badboy
What Kind of Position Is This?
Chequek.
When Cia and Zayyan came out of the BK room. In front of the room was already gathered idol boys at the High School. Cia was stunned to see Samuel up close. That guy doesn't flinch like the others. He leaned against the wall while playing his phone.
"Crazy handsome so anjr.." Inner Cia.
"God! Blink!" vinna said as she plucked her finger right in front of Cia's face.
"Damn it! Why are you two here? Keep them..." Cia did not continue his sentence. The girl's eyes stared at one by one the guys who were there. There was Diego among them.
"God! The money!" call Cia.
"Damn it." sizzled Diego. Who would not be ashamed to be called like that in front of his friends. Diego is the youngest man in Los Galacticos. Others are in Class 3. Only Diego is in 2nd grade. Even so they remain familiar.
"Haha! The money!" Gebi and Vanno compact teased Diego.
"Silence!" spray Diego with annoyance.
Zayyan just kept quiet about their conversation. Indeed, the predicate of polar men in Pelita Cahaya High School was held by Zayyan then Samuel. They're both blocks of ice. Samuel Good Boy and Zayyan Bad Boy.
"Udah ah! Let's go!" Cia pulled Diego away from there. Vinna and Vanno immediately followed them. Btw, Cia does not know that Diego is a circle with Zayyan. Cia only knew Diego was on the OSIS.
After Cia, Diego, Vinna and Vanno left.
"We heard everything" Mahen said.
"Serius Lo will marry him?" ask Andra.
Zayyan nodded.
"We're not given any chance at all? Make proof that you're framed?" ask Gebi.
Zayyan shook his head. "Don't believe it's a setting" Zayyan replied briefly.
"Well, what is it?" ask Gebi and Mahen simultaneously.
"They just want to hear what they want to hear. And see what they want to see." said Samuel.
"So, the point is, you have no other choice but to marry Cia?" ask Andra to make sure.
"Hm, haven't you guys been nipping?" zayyan asked back with an expression as flat as a wall. The guy was too lazy to open his mouth to explain everything. After saying that Zayyan directly left from there.
*
Today Cia and Zayyan were sent home earlier than the others. And today they were both invited to discuss their marriage problems at Cia's house.
"Mom dad's. Seriously don't you believe in Cia?" ask Cia to weld.
"Mommy believe. But the school certainly doesn't believe" Hanna replied.
"School has given me relief. If someone else must have been expelled from school." continued Richard.
"Lagian Aunty with mommy you have been in office since the 1st grade of High School. No papa if you become a aunt's daughter-in-law." said Sella persuaded Cia.
"What does he want?" cia asked while pointing at Zayyan using her chin.
All eyes were on Zayyan. That guy looks very bodo. Even he casually plays mobile phones without paying attention to the current conversation.
"Zay, you agree, right?" ask Sella.
"Say you agree or Maheswara papa's surname take your name away." whispered Vincent.
Zayyan immediately widened his eyes hearing that. Totally bonkers. "Ngebet really they want to marry me just as much a boy." Zayyan said. The boy's eyes turned to his mother. Sella seemed to be smiling threateningly at him.
"Hahh.hm." Zayyan finally had no choice but to nod in agreement.
"There's no other choice." Zayyan's inner self stared lazily at Cia.
The two people seemed to be communicating through their eyes. To the extent that their parents were both confused to see Cia and Zayyan glaring at each other.
"Alright, Daddy decided that your wedding will take place tomorrow" Richard said.
Cia and Zayyan immediately turned to look at Richard. A shock? Sure oes. Could be that fast. Can be the day after tomorrow. Why tomorrow? That's what's on both of their minds. When Cia and Zayyan were about to say something.
"Don't protest!" hanna and Sella said at the same time.
Cia and Zayyan instantly kicep.
"Cia, take Zayyan to your room!" said Richard.
"Yes dad." Cia glared at Zayyan with a smile. Then pull the bag to follow him. As for Zayyan, that guy just resigned.
"Han, Cia will stay at home tonight" said Sella.
"Why? Let's grow crops first then?" hanna asked spontaneously.
"Damn. Your brain! Never washed it before."
Hanna laughed straight away. Remember when he was in High School, his brain was as dirty as that. "Yes, whatever." replied Hanna.
Don't be surprised, Hanna and Sella while still sitting on the hobby High School bench collecting haram links. Even got called to the BK room because of it. The husband just shook his head looking at his wife's behavior.
On the other hand Cia did not take Zayyan to her room. The girl took Zayyan to the home library. The place where Cia used to relax after school. Not to read a book, but to sleep.
"Don't expect Lo, I'll let you into my room!" cia said while pointing at Zayyan.
Zayyan rolled his eyes lazily. Then sit in the chair by the window. Then Cia sat down next to him.
"Remember ya! If you marry me, the room should separate!" Cia.
"Hm."
"One more! Gotta massage! If not, I'll cut Lo!"
"Hm."
"Lo from earlier ham hem only. Can you tell the others?" cia protests. That girl is pretty upset. He talked long times wide times high. And Zayyan only responded with the word "hm" errat. That's not a word.
"Hm." replied Zayyan again.
Cia sighed. "I swear, if I'm not ashamed to have a kuchisake-onna husband candidate I've torn Lo's mouth to the ears so I can say other than hm." said Cia with annoyance.
Zayyan sighed. Then saying. "If you know anything about me, don't tell anyone" Zayyan said. Actually the guy had been silent since not because he was lazy to say something. He silently thought about what if Cia knew his habits at home.
"Huh? Something about Lo? What's the?" ask Cia curiously.
"That marriage Lo also knows something I mean" replied Zayyan.
Cia was curious about it. "Yaudah, I asked Aunt Sella." Cia moved from her seat.
"Don't!" Grep's! Zayyan immediately pulled Cia's hand until the girl sat on her lap. "Don't ask mama" Zayyan whispered right in Cia's ear.
"What kind of position is this?" inner Cia. His heart beats faster. The girl could feel Zayyan breathing in her ears as she whispered.
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...Seriate......