MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
117. Amulets
Cyra stopped her steps that were already in the doorway, then turned back and approached Zaki. Obviously what Cyra is dealing with right now is Zaki's lecturer, not Zaki's psychic. On campus, Zaki has always been professional and treats Cyra as much as any other student when in public. Will Zaki nag him this time? Cyra nodded and stood before Zaki.
Zaki glanced at the task that Cyra had just handed over. Then he nodded and placed Cyra's paper of duty onto the pile of papers that had been judged to be safe.
Cyra smiled with relief. Thank you, my beloved lecturer! Cyra murmured in the heart.
“OK. Cyra, you can come out,” said Zaki.
Horeee. Cyra cheered inwardly. He rushed out of the room with excitement.
Cyra went straight to the notice board installed in front of the room to see the sitting position of the examinee, precisely the notice board is located near the lecturer's office area.
Cyra looked at the announcement of the exam room and her sitting position. He sat in the front row. This is bad luck for the second time. He rubbed his eyes to make sure. Maybe he saw it wrong. Then he repeated his gaze, staring at the position of his name on the notice board. Original. His name did not change after repeatedly seeing the announcement.
Cyra ran away to the exam room accompanied by a scream.
“Sial!” Cyra squealed in dismay.
Sitting on the front bench? The way his learning system was speeding up last night, of course, made him panic. It means he won't be able to wiggle. The movement will always be noticed by the lecturer who is only two meters away from his desk.
“Soaring!” Cyra got rid of the lower-semester students while crossing the corridor. The way of learning that Cyra did with the speeding system overnight, of course, made him not ready for the test. Cyra splash himself. He had also pegged the test this time with some cheat sheets that he had prepared, and he did not expect if he could finally sit in the front row.
“Yasalam, you sit in the front seat, Ra!” tease Rere who is now seen sitting sweetly on the back bench.
“Iya, damn it. What dream can I be sitting in a hot chair like this. My address can't do anything, nih.”
“That is the characteristic of people who do not have exam preparation, the innards are nervous. Enjoy the end, Ra.” Rere's taunts became.
“Lo think fried noodles pack dinikmatin all?” Cyra's gaze turned to the table to his right, Kiwol was writing on a paper cut into small letters that might need to use a microscope when reading it, the size of the ants was lost.
“Lo what, Wool?” ask Cyra.
“Biasalah, make amulet. Hadeeeuh. Where I don't memorize those formulas anymore.”
Cyra was sure that it would not be possible to do the exam that day if there were no talismans like Kiwol made. Fortunately, Cyra had already made a talisman at home. Now it's time to face the test with a sense of anxiety. Is there time for him to peek at the amulet? If it is found out how? He sat on the front bench. Is it possible that he has a chance to be able to peek at the talisman?
Cyra looked for an idea, then he put the paper he called with the amulet on his sleeve. Fortunately, he was wearing a long-sleeved shirt at the time. He tied the amulet paper on his arm using a rubber band that he found under the table. I don't know who threw the rubber band in there. The amulet was tied sweetly, covered in sleeves.
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