MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
115. Must be Professional
“Remember today you have a test, beware that your grade is bad.” Zaki.
“Iya I know. You are his teacher. So safe.”
Zaki looked up to show his face. “So you trifle me?”
“I don't mean that, cook anyway you want to give me the same low value of your future wife?”
Again Zaki turned his head and raised an eyebrow. But he did not comment. His eyes back to the front. Staring at the drizzling drizzle that began to fall soaked the streets.
“You are not afraid of the response of children on campus later when you see you in one car my celebrity?” ask Zaki.
“What to fear? I was just hitchhiking. What's the difference when you're hitching another student?”
“At least the children know the relationship between me and you.”
“We have to be professional, dong.”
Zaki shuffles Cyra's hair once, making Cyra grin.
“You're ready for the test today?” Zaki started the conversation after a few minutes of empty pause between the two.
“Every day ready to go, kok.” Cyra answered steadily.
“Yakin?”
“Yakin.”
“To complete the task per week always complains and many are neglected, how would you be ready to pick up a series of important tasks in the future?”
Zaki salutes Cyra's faith.
“After I graduate from college, do you want to apply for me?” ceplos Cyra then covered her mouth with a palm feeling too bold to ask such a sensitive thing.
Zaki looked over and smiled. “Ring already purchased. Both of our parents were very nervous too. What's again? I want to have you completely. We don't have to wait much longer, do we?”
“Huuh. May I graduate. Amiin.” Cyra looked ahead.
“Why do you want to pass the cepet-cepet? Can't stand mating kebelets?” ceplos Zaki made Cyra wide.
“Not so too times. I feel quite satisfied with the rigors of college. Starting from the rigors of ospek, senior to junior behavior is always full of emphasis, especially in the HIMA room. Also the strict attitude of the lecturers. Especially when I was in college in my second year. Duty bejibun. Almost every day even when wiken I have to mergerjain report because there is a task every week. The incessant attacks from the heaped tasks made no sense. So many, reports of tasks that are as messy as it is if stacked can be piloted and sold to a junkman. College is getting harder and harder. It makes me stressed. Not to mention the fitting face UTS semester, widiiih. Cerems. Loud college bench, Zak. You must be thinking too, right?”
“The college bench is obviously tough, Cyra. What else is your college made of iron, can toothpick your teeth if bite stuff that hard.”
Cyra looked at Zaki. “I'm serious.”
Zaki chuckles.
As the car enters the campus yard area, Zaki parks the car at the very end of the parking lot.
Deheman and whistling were heard enlivening the parking area as Cyra got down from the car along with Zaki.
Zaki did not respond to the behavior of the children who were trying to taunt him. With wide strides, he sauntered gracefully towards the campus building, leaving Cyra walking at a slow pace and approaching Rere.
Rere who was busy discussing the lecture with two friends near the parking lot smiled at the arrival of Cyra.
TB