MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
136. Constructed
This morning Cyra was still in the hospital, faithfully waiting for Zaki. Last night he fell asleep in the hospital and now sits in the chair outside the room munching on the packaged bread that Rere was carrying yesterday. His best friend came home after Cyra forced him to go home.
Cyra then scatters hugging Alya who comes in a hasty step. Surya immediately stepped into Zaki's room.
“Zaki, Tan.” Cyra again sobbed feeling she was complaining.
Alya could not answer. She was crying too.
Only the soft elusan on the back that Cyra felt. Alya then pulled her body to be able to look at Cyra's face. They looked at each other, strengthening each other. Then Alya stroked Cyra's arm while wiping her tears. He walked into Zaki's room just after Surya came out.
Surya looked at Cyra and approached the girl. He touched Cyra's arm and took the girl to a chair. They sat side by side.
“What happened to Zaki?” surya asked with reddened eyes. The middle-aged man must have just cried.
Cyra then recounts all the events that have happened to Zaki according to what he heard from Faiz.
Surya looked down, rubbing his face. It was like hearing the story Cyra was telling. How not? Zaki is his only child, whom he loves very much. And suddenly now tripped the problem of the whole thing.
“You go home, Cyra. Look at your bags are blackened, you must lack rest. Let Om and aunt who take care of Zaki,” said Surya with interested lips trying to display a smile.
“But, Om. Cyra is not pa-pa waiting for Zaki here.” Cyra was actually reluctant to say those words, afraid to look enthusiastic and obsessed.
“No pa-pa, Cyra. Let us wait. You've been waiting for Zaki all night. You must be tired, right? Take care of your body condition. Do not get sick because of this. Om and aunt will take care of Zaki, he's our son. Om does not want you exhausted and your condition even so drop. Come, gohome! You also need to rest!” Surya was so wise in saying those words that Cyra's head finally nodded.
Cyra stood up. “Cyra go home first, Om.”
“You be careful. Thanks for waiting for Zaki.”
Cyra nodded again and stepped out of the hospital hallway with heavy steps.
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“Ra, wake up!” Andini stroked the hair of Cyra who was asleep on the sofa hugging the sofa cushion.
“Ra, mama masakin is good for you. Come, wake!” Back Andini stroked Cyra's hair.
“Hmmmph...” Cyra just mumbled indistinctly with eyes still tightly closed.
“Cyra, come dong. Mama just came home to be dicuekin?”
Cyra smelled the aroma of her favorite noodle sauce, but she was not interested in waking up.
“Mama knows you're exhausted from waiting for Zaki at the hospital. Don't forget to eat, you will get sick. Before returning home, mom and dad had stopped by the hospital and had squirmed the condition of Zaki.”
Andini's words did not make Cyra move to open her eyes.
“Cyra, let's get up!” Andini brought her mouth closer to Cyra's ear. “You don't want to see Zaki? Zaki is suman.”
As Cyra was instantly literate, her body rose to its feet. Along with the sudden movement of his body woke up, his head hit Andini's chin.
“Aduh, Cyra be careful!” Andini touched her chin.
“Mama serious?” Cyra did not rub the words of Andini who seemed to be in pain withstanding the pain on the chin. “Ya have Cyra gone to the hospital now.” Cyra ran up the stairs to the room.
Andini looked at Cyra who was directly nagcir. He could only raise an eyebrow watching Cyra return down the stairs with a sling bag while wearing a sweater.
“Cyra, this mama is already delicious for you. Eat first!” Andini raised the bowl filled with noodle soup.
“Entar aja, Ma.” Cyra exclaimed as she ran out.
“Nah, it's bad if you tell Zaki it's human. Cyra ran away and did not want to eat. Entar kelaperan again.” Andini shook her head staring at the noodles in a bowl.
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