
Zaki was already wearing a light purple shirt and sauntered towards the door, his hand carrying a car key with the hanger of a brown purse. He was surprised when he opened the door and found Cyra standing in front of the door, the girl grinned wide while showing the sheet of paper in her hand.
“What is it?” asked Zaki with raised eyebrows. His eyes looked at the writing on the paper. After knowing the contents, Zaki's face immediately turned stingy. “Isn't that my duty?”
“He’em.” Cyra nodded as if feeling innocent.
“Why did you half-circulate?” snapping Zaki with a horror expression. “You really, can't really appreciate me? With you do not want to do the tasks I give, just as you do not appreciate me.” Zaki held down Cyra's jidat with his index finger until the girl's head swung backwards.
“Yaaa... That means I came here early in the morning gini tuh want to ask you to teach.”
Zaki looked at the watch in his hand, then swiped. “Morning-morning you say? You have an exam today, Non. You should go to campus one hour before the exam so you can be sure where your seat is. After all you also have a task to be paid, right? Dream what semalem jam semini spelled out early in the morning?”
“It's still forty minutes before the exam, baby. Sorry, I was told to help mama cook. Bik Mey's mommy again washed a dress. Mama somehow diligently cooked this morning, I became a victim, deh.”
“So malem can you do the task, I also want you to quickly complete the task? If this is the way, just like you nyepelein me.” Zaki clamped the tip of Cyra's nose. “I'm leaving for campus. There is no time for that.”
“Sorry, you don't know I just got hit by a disaster. My mind is not focused,” whine Cyra.
“So, if you meet Alfa on campus, what will you do?”
Cyra's face suddenly reddened, his memory flashing back at the incident a day ago, when Alfa did indecent to him. “I never know what I will do to him.”
Cyra nodded. “Eh, but about my job, you want to help right?”
“Ngot able.”
“Come, dong. Pliiiiis!”
Zaki did not want to listen to Cyra's whining further. The whimper could have made him even more anxious until it finally collapsed. If his heart melts, his angry actions may not look horror anymore. Zaki turned to hide a smile that rose on his face, waltzing away from Cyra, walking towards the garage. He pulls the car back and pulls it out into the yard.
Suddenly surprised when he heard the sound of a door knock next to him, he turned his head and found Cyra who was already sitting sweetly by his side.
“Bby nebeng, yes?” Cyra blinked her eyes as if she were twinkling.
Zaki runs the car without giving an answer. She might reject Cyra's request. Instead, if he could sit side by side with Cyra all day. However Zaki did not change his facial expression, remaining sadistic.
The car crossed the fence and is now speeding on the highway.
Along the way, Cyra is busy writing, completing tasks that are still neglected. He was also busy asking Zaki when he was constrained in doing the task. Forced Zaki to answer and explain the answer even with a hostile tone of speech.
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