MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
223. The Extra Part 33
“I went home and you are not there. Apparently you're here. I called you but I wasn't picked up,” Zaki told Cyra.
“Ooh... Sorry, my bag is far away and I don't hear the sound of hp. The ring is small so it is not denger.”
“Kok, you didn't say that you went to mama's house first?”
“I didn't take time to tell you because I was worried about my mom,” replied Cyra.
Cyra's sentence makes Alya more baper. Her daughter-in-law was so considerate of her but she hurt her instead.
“So how is mama?” Ask Zaki while sitting on the side of the bed.
“Udah meningan, really. You don't have to worry. Your father before leaving for work also said that there was nothing to tell him directly.” Alya smiled. “Zaki, Cyra is a good wife. Mama regrets to have asked you to marry another woman.”
Zaki was relieved to hear the sentence his mother said. Finally my mother realized too.
“Ma, if I may be honest, we are both women. And there is no woman who wants her husband to sleep with another woman,” said Cyra.
“You're right, Cyra.”
“The household is not just limited to getting children. But also building a new life between two different mindsets, building a sakinah family. Uniting the purpose of family life to faith. And I married for happiness, then why is there marriage if only for crying? Ma, me and Zaki will be patient until God finally leaves us and trusts us to have children. I hope mom can understand all this too.”
“Iya, darling. Mama understood.” Alya stroked the back of Cyra's palm.
Zaki moved position, he stood by Cyra's side and looked at Alya. “Mama has blessed us from the beginning, right? So don't separate us.”
Alya nodded while smiling haru.
Cyra raised her head to reach Zaki's face. “What perfume do you wear? Why change perfume? Jesus, it smells yieeek.. There, don't whack me.”
Cyra got up and moved away from Zaki while pinning her nose with her fingers.
“How to change perfume? My perfume is still a long time.” Zaki raised his arm and kissed the base of his own arm. “Scented gini, loh.”
“Not!” Cyra shook her hand as Zaki was about to approach her. “Suddenly this room is stuffy. I'm out.” Cyra walked out of the room.
Zaki turned his head towards Alya then said, “Ma, I came out first. Mama cepet healthy, yes!”
“Iya.” Alya nodded. “Mama is okay, kok.”
“Ra!” call Zaki while he walks through the room looking for his wife.
“Iya. I'm here.” Cyra said as she approached Sifa who was being held by Bik Pay in the kitchen.
Zaki followed into the kitchen. He did not dare to approach Cyra for fear of the strange smell again. He was only standing a few meters away from Cyra.
“Bik, geez what does this smell?” Cyra covered her nose with her palm.
“Bau? What smell is it? No smell of anything, Non.”
“Bau onion.”
“Oh.. Yes it was Bibik peeling onions.” Bik Pay pointed at the onion inside a small basin near the stove.
“Iih. Here Sifa let me be the same.” Cyra takes Sifa from Bik pay's sling and takes her to the front room.
Zaki followed Cyra back to the front.
“Mas, you change clothes there! Your perfume stings a lot. Doesn't smell good.” Cyra turned towards Zaki who was then negligent to have been standing near Cyra.
“Don't joke, babe. This is your mode Just want to know me what?”
“Seriously, you smell weird. Now you go out and buy food. Buy mpek-mpek tuh Mas Inu place. There kuah mpek-mpeknya very good.”
“Bik Pay is already cooking. We eat Bik's cooking.”
“Neg. I have mpek-mpek kok patted eating cuisine ala Bik pay anyway?”
“Gosh. You have long been salty. Good luck darling.” Zaki breezed out to buy Cyra the food she asked for, even with a snack.
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