MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
217. The Extra Part 27
While waiting for orders, Zaki played mobile phone. What else would he do if not text with Cyra.
Shortly the order arrived.
Zena stared at the pecel without an egg and with nothing on it.
“There is fried tempe or not bakwan, Bu?” ask Zena.
“There, Ma'am. Want to?”
“Tempe for what?” ask Zaki.
“Eat gini anya delicious, Mas. I want bakwandan tempe mendoan,” replied Zena.
“Bakwan what price, Bu?” Zaki asked the owner of the stall.
“Seribu, Mas. All fried foods cost the same.”
Zaki looked at Zena. “Lontong only costs eight thousand, if plus tempe same bakwanmu, your meal cost is already ten thousand. Don't wear bakwan or tempeh. Expensive.”
Zena is upset. Yes, his irritation began to appear on his face and he could not hide it anymore.
“You are missing anyway Mas. So you said expensive.” Zena put her spoon and fork to the plate in annoyance.
“Reality expensive. We have to ngirit.”
“You're a rich man, Mas. You have chosen this place for us to eat, and now add fritters only you can not.”
“Save it part of noble deeds, extravagant is the cement of the devil. Oh, you eat it. It's a pity that my money if spent is just for eating.” Zaki started chewing his food.
“Ya already Bu, fried is not so,” ketus Zena.
The shop owner passed away. He brought back two glasses and poured the ineral water from the teapot into the glass. After that he left again.
Zena folded her hands on the table without touching her spoon and fork.
“You didn't eat?” ask Zaki after the food is over. And cover his meal by drinking water.
“Oh. yes already, here let me eat if you don't want.” Zaki dragged Zena's plate and ate it greedily without caring about Zena's facial expression which was certainly upset.
After eating, Zaki burps. “Geeeeegkh..
Zena frowned.
“Aduuh.. if you have eaten a gini pedes I want to waste snot. From earlier narik snot mulu. This is me also want to snack.”
Zena was surprised to hear Zaki say. Sluttish. At the dining table like this Zaki had talked snot and upil. Gosh darn.
“Ah, yes already. Later just throw snot as ngupilnya.” Zaki stood up to the owner of the stall behind his table.
“So how much should I pay, Bu?” ask Zaki.
“Sixteen thousand aja. But yes, I love fifteen thousand. I think it's the same as eating. Poor tuh enengnya aja sampe kelaperan so,” said the owner of the stall while glancing at Zena who was still sitting on the chair with a bete face.
Zaki smiled then took out a piece of fifty thousand money. “This money. The rest for Mom. Thanks for being part of my scenario.”
The owner of the stall frowned in surprise at Zaki's words. But looking at the fifty thousand in his hand, he smiled. “This is really for me? Thanks.”
“Sst... Don't be hard.” Zaki put his index finger to his mouth. Then he passed away.
Zena followed Zaki out of the stall area. They get back in the car.
“Where else are we? a walk to the mole or where?” ask Zaki when he's driving the car.
“Neventless. Let's just go home. Sorry, I canceled my intention to marry you.”
“What?” Zaki pretended to be shocked. “But what is my fault and sin?”
“I want to go home.” Zena closed her face with both palms while crying as she pleased.
Yess, planning worked. Zaki smiled.
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