MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
213. The Extra Part 23
“Honey, the chicken thighs must have fallen to the floor. You pick up huh? Dirty, uh. Waste, deh.” Cyra snatched the chicken thigh from Sifa's hand and carried it to the trash can. Then he took the fried chicken nugeat and handed it to Sifa. The boy who almost cried from losing the chicken thigh was again laughing cheerfully when he got the great gift of his mother.
Cyra again sat down at Zaki's side, hugging Sifa in her lap.
Zaki again ate his noodles until it was gone.
“Honey, I want to talk about your mama,”, Cyra said when she saw Zaki finish eating by reading hamdallah.
“Yes? Why my mom?”
“Yesterday your mama came here and said something to me.”
Zaki looked at Cyra with a frowned look at his wife speaking in a serious tone.
“Mama say what?” Ask Zaki.
“Did mama Alya not say anything to you?”
“Neither.” Zaki raised his shoulders. He took Sifa from Cyra's lap. Now the little one moved to sit on Zaki's lap.
“It's been since yesterday I want to talk to you about this. Mama Alya asked permission from me so that you marry again.”
Zaki's surprised. “Mama said so? Don't joke you.”
“I'm serious. Your mama was expecting a child, a descendant born of your flesh and blood. Your mom can't wait very much.”
“Not. It's insanity. I will not be able to marry again. Whenever I won't marry again. I love her only with you.”
Cyra smiled when she heard her husband's confession.
“Trus what do you answer to mama?” ask Zaki.
“I leave everything to you. The decision is in your hands.”
“Smart. I wouldn't want to have a wife other than you.”
“That's what I believe.”
“You are calm yes, I will talk about this matter to my mom. Never make this a burden. We who live the household, then we must determine where we go.”
“Mama did not even think whether the candidate you proposed could really give him a grandson or not. Even it makes a new problem.”
Cyra just shut up.
“Darling, sorry my mom. My mother did not think long in finding a solution to this problem. You don't get mad at mommy ya.”
“I'm not angry, I'm just disappointed.”
Zaki grabbed Cyra's head and buried it into his embrace. A brief kiss landed on Cyra's head. “I can solve this problem.”
“You just solve this problem with your mom. I leave everything to you. I trust you.”
“Huaaaaa...” Sifa's cry broke.
“E eeeh... Why does Sifa cry?” Zaki's shocked.
“Jeez, his legs are clamped. You pulled my head against your chest, so his knee clamped Sifa's leg,” Cyra protested to Zaki.
“He heeee... Not intentionally, dear.” Zaki stroked Sifa's ankle that had just been pinched.
Sifa's cry stopped immediately and she returned cool to pound the thighs of the chicken. It seemed that Sifa was focusing on her new food and did not care even though her legs were reddened by being squeezed.
“Darling, I ask you not to think too much about my mother's words,” said Zaki again, he was afraid that Cyra would be burdened by her mother's speech.
Cyra nodded.
“Kta deal with this problem with a smile, yes. Trust me, I'll handle everything well and we'll live together without a third person. That's my promise to you.”
Cyra nodded again. “O yes, about the soul mate that you have prepared for you, I have an idea to make him not like you,” said Cyra with a big smile.
Zaki raised an eyebrow.
Cyra whispered something into Zaki's ear.
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