MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
221. The Extra Part 31
Cyra entered Alya's house with wide strides, her two tiny arms holding Sifa. Cyra did not like to hold Sifa with a sling. He was more comfortable carrying the boy without cloth, because Sifa was at least comfortable in a sling.
Quiet house. There was no one until Cyra's step into the middle room. After she gets news from Zaki about Alya's condition, Cyra decides to go to Alya's house with Sifa. He took a taxi, he chose not to drive the car alone, because it would be dangerous if both hands were used to drive, then where was Sifa? If only Sifa sat alone at the steering wheel, even though the boy was wearing a straitbelt, his nose could be flat as he rolled to the floor of the car.
“Biiik!” call Cyra.
Bik Pay came out of the kitchen. He smiled broadly at Cyra's arrival. “Eeeh. Geez, Non plus beautiful aja.” Bik Pay looked at Cyra's increasingly bright face. “O yes, what is it, Non?”
“Mama Where's Alya? I'd like to see you.”
“Ooh. It fell in the bathroom.”
E eeh... sin not to say that it is a punishment for bahlul in-laws? Aelah Cyra wasn't that nice to say that.
“Yes I want to see my mom. Aunt take Sifa first.” Cyra hands Sifa over to Bik Pay.
“Iya yes here beautiful boy. Uluh uluh... Beautiful use red bando.” Bik Pay carrying Sifa.
The one carried away his face from Bik Pay's face with the frown. His eyes looked at Bik Pay's face in wonder, it seemed that Sifa was less fond of strangers until now the boy's face turned cloudy. Even his lips were almost crying.
“E eeeh... janga cry yes, pinter.” Bik Pay persuaded. He then sings carelessly to entertain Sifa, “Children of pinter children, do not cry do not be mewek. Tek tung gendang dus.. Tek tung dang ding brem.. Tak dung ding jreng..”.
Hearing the strange music coming out of Bik Pay's mouth, which sounded so ugly and horrible, Sifa laughed adorable. Bik Pay's worst music also managed to make Sifa feel at home in his carrier.
Cyra smiled at the interaction between Sifa and Bik Pay. He then stepped into Alya's room.
For a few seconds Cyra stood in front of the closed door. He took a breath to calm himself. Hopefully he does not khilaf and throw Alya with his shoes if later Alya still discuss about Zena. Be merciful. Who knows after Alya got sick and even fell in the bathroom, he thought that life and death were unpredictable. So he really wanted Zaki to have a child before death to one of them.
Tok tok. CYra knocked on the door.
“Log in!” sahut Alya from within.
“Excuse me! Morning, Ma!” greet Cyra while opening the room door. It featured a bright earthy expression, a wide smile and a shady gaze.
“Again!”
“Mama why did it fall?” Cyra sat in the chair.
Alya smiled faintly. “Iya. Somehow you can slip.” He touched his blue calf.
“Yes, Ma. That must have hurt.”
“But jerky.”
“Why don't you go to the hospital?” Cyra touches the soft part of the blue. Then his palm moved to touch Alya's arm. “Mama is also hot. Mama fever. We go to the hospital just yuk.”
“No, Cyra. My mom took prescription medication from the doctor. My mom called the family doctor. Maybe tomorrow his fever will also heal.”
“Trus what are his legs? Mama can't walk, right? Mama went to the hospital so she could be treated intensively.”
“Neventless. Mama's legs are also compressed, later it will be better. Who told you mom was sick?”
“Zaki's. Papa Surya called Zaki.” Cyra sighed looking at her blue-covered calf-in-law. “Let me make chicken soup huh, Ma. People have a good fever eat chicken soup.” Cyra stood up before hearing the answer from her in-laws. He did not need to listen to Alya's approval, because he was sure that his father-in-law would not refuse any healing food boosters.
Cyra goes to the kitchen and cooks chicken soup with her own hands. A few days ago, he saw how to cook chicken soup on youtube for him to practice at home and serve it to Zaki. The result, it's delicious. Zaki also praised the results of his cooking. Now she's cooking soup for her in-laws, just like the soup she cooked yesterday. He hasn't even forgotten the size of the roof.
After cooking, Cyra brought a bowl of soup to Alya's room. Then painstakingly, Cyra fed her in-laws a soup.
“Cyra, thank you for taking care of my mom,” said Alya while looking at Cyra with a shady look.
Cyra nodded with a smile.
“Sorry mom if mommy has disappointed you. Mama shouldn't have brought another woman to Zaki who must have made you feel sad.” Alya touched the back of Cyra's hand.
Cyra looked at her in-laws calmly.
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