MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
209. The Extra Part 19
“Again, Mr Zaki! Almost two weeks of sicker looking leave,” chirped Bu Santi with a big smile. He approached Zaki and leaned against the wall near the door of the room. “On social media yesterday I saw Father carrying a child. How come it's Mr Zaki's son with Cyra? That's a real kid, right?”
Well, lambe nanyanya nyerocos mulu, yes obviously the real child cook the doll child.
“We took the foster child,” replied Zaki then pressed the door handle and entered the room.
Unasked, Miss Santi followed Zaki into the room. “Lajar did take a foster child, you have been married for a long time, right?”
Zaki sat in his chair, putting down his books. Then start opening the laptop.
“Say people take children to care for it can be a lure in order to get children. Have you taken the boy for a long time?” asked Santi Bu while sitting in the front seat of Zaki.
“But.” Zaki's gaze focused on his laptop screen that was on.
“If you have been taking children for years but your wife is not yet pregnant, it means you have to look for other alternatives. What else I hear Father is just a child puppet. Of course you really want offspring, right? Do not let the lineage of the Father break in the Father. Both parents must also very much want to hear the sound of crying baby.”
God, this is lambe getting siphoned everywhere. It easily discusses the household affairs of others.
“Another alternative I mean is to have another wife,” continued Ms Santi with a skeptical smile.
Zaki typed with a very deft movement of fingers without caring about the words of Bu Santi. Occasionally he opened the paper replicates of his students.
“Kan many men who have wives of two or three,” continued Bu Santi fiery. “Even not only from ordinary men, who from among the ustads also have more than one wife. In fact, if I notice, most of the ustad and kiyai owners of boarding schools have more than one wife. This proves that men are allowed to polygamy. What else for a useful purpose, that is to want to have offspring. It's fine, isn't it?”
“Do you want me to recommend a girl to get to know you more closely? Who knows you are suitable and feel comfortable with him, of course you can consider later.”
Zaki stood up while carrying a piece of paper and walked towards the door.
“Pak Zaki!” call Bu Santi make Zaki's footsteps stop and he turns his head.
“Yes, Miss Santi? What's up?”
“Kok, I dicuekin? So what about my offer?” Miss Santi approached Zaki and stood before the handsome man.
“Ooh.. Mom said that again, huh? I'm talking about what?”
Well, gawking yes gawking at the mouth of Miss Santi. After repet muu from earlier, it's like a broken exhaust. Oh gosh.
Miss Santi swallowed the saliva with difficulty, her mouth was so full of foam, and Zaki seemed to have heard nothing he said. Gosh darn. Ms. Santi's body suddenly went limp.
“Sir Zaki, this is if I faint can not? Accuse my head directly dizzy this will be.” Miss Santi turned her head in a style as if staggered to and fro. Zaki's indifferent attitude has really made his head dizzy. Hadooh.. There are only ten people like Zaki on the campus, can be fattened lips because of having to babble many times.
“Can be, please pass out. My room was spacious enough for Mom to lay PW. I want to go to the dean's room first.” Zaki sauntered outside while glancing at Bu Santi with a faint smile.
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