MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
118. Foremost
Cyra actually felt very stupid about her actions. But how else, the demands of a messy task, plus the narrow study time, and the actual majors do not match his talent and pleasure, make him prosecuted to make a cheat.
Cyra turned to his left table, there was Alfa sitting quietly there. The man looked very comfortable in his position. There was not the slightest hint of unrest on his face. Of course, he was a smart-brained man. He must be ready for the test.
Cyra turned away and tried to focus. Huh, a lot of burden stuck in his head in these tense moments. Where he had to sit next to Alfa again.
As the hours of the exam begin, Zaki breezes into the room with his authoritative style and sadistic expression. Let the sadistic face so, still he became a campus idol. Girls are busy tidying their hair, some wet their lips, some are messy, some even take out a small mirror and polish the powder briefly.
Zaki already has woi, still on ngarep. It's strange!
Zaki stood by the table, his eyes sweeping across the classroom. Then distribute the exam question sheet to the rest of the class. After the whole class got a question and a sheet to answer, Zaki did not sit in his chair, but stood in front. His sharp eyes glanced in full scrutiny at every student.
While trying to answer the question, Cyra's head still continues to think about the rumors that are scattered about him. He should have focused on his test, but the gossip had really left his mind split. He obviously could not discuss with Rere to determine the answer to the exam, because the sitting position of the examinee was made random.
Fortunately, the supervising lecturer is Zaki, so Cyra is not so nervous. He seemed relaxed when answering the question even though he briefly had to peek at the charm that darted sweetly in his long sleeve.
Alfa seemed calm while doing the task. At least he did not turn to the left right, his face focused on the paper and his hands were busy writing.
Duuuh.. Zaki bok*ngnya muffled times yes, the streets mulu. Can't sit down, can you? Cyra made a furious look at Zaki who was downstream, circling the table hallway.
His name is also Zaki, the most fierce lecturer, always upholds the image, always keep the authority and assertive in all matters. He may have kept silent while being a watchdog.
“Bring here that cheat paper!”
Zaki's baritone voice rang out loudly filling the silence of the room.
All who started the cheat talisman were stuttered to hear Zaki's orders. Who does Zaki mean? The faces of the scammers on the red are extinguished. Cyra also broke the fog. Is he what Zaki meant? No one knew who Zaki was commanding, because after saying the command line, Zaki immediately stepped towards his desk, without looking at who he was commanding.
Instantly, the sound of a hum increasingly hardened in the exam room.The children wondered who Zaki meant. Everyone accuses each other.
“I didn't tell you to discuss. What are you guys fussing about?” Zaki's resolute voice plus the look of his sharp eyes made the hum of the voice suddenly shrink. Replacing with a small giggling sound from the corner of the class. The cheat's face still looks stiff.
“I order, bring here the cheat paper! Come, the one sitting the front!” tell Zaki without looking at the one being spoken to, Zaki's gaze is directed at the table. Making Cyra, Kiwol and Lala stare in shock.
Frontmost? Who does Zaki mean? Who feels like a suspect, nervous not playing.
Cyra's heart thumped as Zaki's eyes fell on his face.
Zakiii. beware that you make me ashamed in front of your friends. Don't accuse me even though I deserve to be accused.
“Kiwol, bring here your cheat paper!” tell Zaki, this time looking at Kiwol.
“Heh? Cheating paper? What cheat, sir?” Kiwol acted like an innocent man.
“Do not force me to rule twice.”
“But I don't carry cheat papers. You wrong see kali.” Kiwol is still defending herself.
“It's under your desk.” Zaki catches Kiwol when the student drops a cheat sheet and settles down on the floor of his desk.
“He heee...” Kiwol cengengesan then bent down took the paper and walked forward handing it to Zaki.
Zaki opened the small folded paper extending downward as the fold opened. Complete, formula and all materials are on the paper.
“Waw, complete. Do you want to take a test or make a recipe?” ask Zaki.
“Ehe heee...” Kiwol forced herself to laugh.
The next second heard a giggling sound that finally ended with a ngak laugh. The test room is so crowded as a chilli market.
“Already! Enough's enough! Continue testing!” reprimand Zaki makes the whole class back quiet. “If there are more I find the same case, I do not hesitate to pull the answer sheet paper and I consider the cheat exam has been completed.”
Zaki's threat made the scammers even more nervous.
Cyra had calmed down a bit because the answer was already eighty percent answered.
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