MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
17. Smart
Zaki looked at Cyra who spoke at length like the president was making a speech. I don't know where the girl's talking is going. Zaki listens enough without needing to respond before he understands Cyra's intentions.
“Trus again, as long as you know, Cristiano Ronaldo does not have to be required to be able to solve the problem of times to become a reliable and famous footballer.” Cyra continued her sentence. “Justin Bieber also does not have to memorize biological theories to be a great artist. So does Mike Tyson, do not have to learn the formula of phytagoras to be a world boxer. This proves, that in real life is needed professional people in their field, while I think what I am learning today is too random. The direction is less clear. The task you gave me is also so. You know what I mean, don't you?”
Zaki finally grasped the meaning of Cyra's words. One word for Cyra, Smart! Uh, how did Zaki praise the girl? Fortunately, the compliment was simply swallowed up in the heart. If heard by Cyra, can flower nose kempis tuh chick. Just to plead for Zaki to reduce the task, Cyra had to talk all along.
“Zaki, how else do I need to do so you'll excuse me?” Cyra actually did not want to beg, but for the sake of eligibility of life, he had to drop his pride. No one is looking. “What is still less whale you bales vengeance onto me? Okay, just count how many mistakes I made, and you can balance me right now. One time I thought you told me to clean the warehouse and you haven't bales me. Now where's your warehouse let me get the machine?”
Zaki remained silent without responding. Let Cyra be confused on her own. Relaxed, Zaki took the glass containing coffee on the table and gulped it down a bit.
“Two times I watered you, and you've bales once. So do you need to flush me with your coffee to break even?” Cyra took a coffee cup.
“Do not, Cyra!” Zaki got up, prevented Cyra from moving and took back his glass from Cyra's hand, then gulped it down.
“Why don't you want to thicken me if it can make you sorry my mistake?”
“Dear coffee when thrown away. I made it myself earlier.”
Cyra nyengir's. “Keep, twice I nyium you, and you've only bales once. Ape need you to kiss me one more time to break even?” Cyra advanced until they were only about two feet away.
For that one, Zaki also came forward to make Cyra's body stiffen instantly.
Oh, I'm even Cyra who is now getting nervous. Did Zaki approve of his offer? Ewaaat! Cyra is just a prank. That offer was not real.
Zaki tilted his head. Then…
The incident on campus is repeated. Zaki really kissed Cyra.
Oh my God! Blame Cyra for offering Zaki the best job possible, as a result of which Zaki feels the upper hand. Zaki even raised his hands and hugged Cyra.
Cyra wanted to refuse, but it was Cyra who offered the scene herself. Then how now? Cyra can only follow Zaki's game without being able to do anything.
Zaki's over! Time goes on, but the man does not stop his actions. Cyra finally gives up and pushes Zaki's chest away from her.
“Impas.” Zaki looked at Cyra's face which looked tense.
Cyra rubbed her wet lips with her sleeves and turned her face away. His face suddenly heated up in Zaki's intense gaze.
Again Zaki uttered a strange super duper sentence. What kind of ban is that?
“Indeed why did you ban me?” look Cyra wants to know.
“You forgot, you offered yourself to be your lecturer's girlfriend.” Zaki pointed at his own chest.
“Hah?” Cyra. So Zaki took his words seriously back then? Cyra swallows saliva. Which water is water? Cyra's esophagus suddenly became dry.
“Mm... Meaning..”.
“You do not understand, anyway?” Zaki frowned. “You asked me to be your girlfriend, right? Yes already..”.
“Ya what's it?”
“Ya you are now my girlfriend.”
Beggar. Again a chunk of stone passed through Cyra's esophagus. Does he not know whether to be happy or upset? He also doesn't know how he feels about Zaki. But strangely, his organs suddenly grew cold after hearing Zaki's confession. This serious? The lecturer in front of him wanted to establish more relationship with him?
“Now go home! Not good girls out of the house malem-malem,” Zaki's decree pointed at the gate with his chin.
“So..”.
“So what else?” cut Zaki.
“Ah enggak.” Cyra's face must be red, he felt the heat on his cheek. He then turned around and walked down the terrace, past the gate. His back was bristling from Zaki behind who was watching him. He crossed the street and went into the house.
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T o b e c o n t i n u e d
L o v e ,
E m a S h u