MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
14. Don't Do
“Do not do this to anyone.”
“Hah?” Cyra was surprised. What do Zaki's words mean? Cyra's head twisted back Zaki's words. Don't do this to anyone? What is ‘ini’ tuh what?
“Do not kiss with anyone!” zaki made clear the meaning of his words.
Cyra was surprised. What kind of ban is that? What girl is supposed to give Lambe to many people? Without Zaki saying that, Cyra might do the deed to just anyone.
Uh, wait a minute, but why would Zaki forbid that? What does this ban mean? Zaki's jealous? Eaaa…. Scabbed!
“I'm a good girl, where it's possible to do it to a lot of people. You think I'm what?” Cyra protested by putting on a frown.
“It seems you carelessly did that when you first got to know a foreign man.”
Cyra grunting. He understood, the foreign man Zaki meant was none other than Zaki himself. Yes, it's true that Cyra did it because of the shortcomings. Second, he repeated the same mistake so that his task would not be rejected by Zaki. Everything he does has a reason. And Cyra also never did it with anyone else, it seemed like Zaki was the lucky one. He was the first connoisseur.
Tok…
The knock from outside made Zaki turn to the source of the sound. Then his gaze returned to Cyra's face. “Go!”
Cyra nodded. He obeyed the lecturer's orders and sauntered towards the door, passing by Miss Santi in the doorway. Cyra nodded her head greeting the lecturer's mother.
Santi went into Zaki's room and talked about some things that did not escape the campus business. After she finished talking, the woman came out. Zaki sat back in his chair. He stared at the stack of tasks that the students had handed to him yesterday. He looked for Cyra's name and then looked at Cyra's work. The corner of his lips was interested in a little reminiscing about the quarrel which then ended with seduction by Cyra.
“Cyra!” zaki unknowingly mentioned the girl's name and inexplicably became annoyed after seeing Cyra flocking with Alfa that night. His mind suddenly flew everywhere thinking about what things Cyra did with Alfa. Either he was the suudzon, or his mind was caused by the attitude of Cyra who always played cosor to him.
After that, the question arises in his head, what if Cyra also played sosor against Alfa? And one much stranger question, why would Zaki be bothered by all that? Why does he feel unwilling and even like a hot worm when imagining negative things?
Zaki again put the task paper to its original place. Then he packed up to start the class.
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Class just finished. Cyra slid the bag over her body, her gaze circling in search of Alfa. The man was no longer on his bench. What a blur?
Cyra ran out of the room, looking for Alfa. He found Alpha at the end of the corridor.
“Al, I ride motor lo, yes?” Cyra accompanied the steps of Alfa who walked in the campus corridor.
“Bby.” Alfa smile.
Rere who had just caught up and was now walking behind Cyra, was instantly a manyun. “Dih, not loyal friends. Last time I rode my bike, uh home ride Alfa.” motorbike
“Yes, astaganaga, great heart, honest to say.” Rere showed a clear look.
“He hee…. Don't pessimize. Tomorrow I ride the motor lo again if the sound of the motor lo already bagusan dikit.” Cyra rubbed Rere's head making a wide swish swipe.
They arrived at the two-wheeled parking lot.
“Gue first, yes!” Cyra waved at Rere as he was already piggybacking on the Alfa motorbike.
Rere just put a lip on the sign answering a wave of hands.
“Handle yes, Ra. Falling later. I'm speeding, nih,” said Alfa and Cyra just melengos.
“Ah, lo mah where ever speeding bring motor. I don't know whose name is Alfa. Calm guy, polite and humble. How can lo's soft character be ugal-ugalan?” Cyra knows Alpha very well. They've been around since High School. And the campus world brought them back together.
High School nostalgia often makes them laugh when they remember it. High School is the most beautiful time. It means it is beautiful to remember. While doing it, it was pretty bad. Learn more than playing with friends.
Motor moves across campus gates.
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T o b e c o n t i n u e d
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