MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
32. Sleeping Together
“That's your fingers yeah that almost nyulek hole my id? Jengkol smell. Make sneezing aja.” Cyra scrunched her nose.
“Your mouthing is a jengkol stew, and I nyicipin earlier. Maybe my finger didn't accidentally touch that perfume-scented thing. By the way, you're not pa-pa, are you? No one broke or broken bones? No brain or memory loss, right? Your response is good, you.”
“Neg. Just a pain in the back of the head is the same on the shoulders. I think it stumbled a little hard earlier.”
“Indeed why can I hide? If you want to roll and choose a soft place. In the bed cake. Wait I halalin you used to just roll around with me, this is playing as far as stairs aja.”
Cyra. What else does Zaki mean? Play roll-up everything? Geez, Zaki is very cool when it comes to that one business.
Zaki held the back of Cyra's head, then massaged it for a while. “Sick?”
“Iya, pain.”
“Entar also self-healing.” Zaki stuck out his hand helping Cyra stand up. The man also picked up the scattered books. Cyra picked up the laptop and the questioner.
They walked to the living room. Cyra put the laptop and pen to the table, he sat on the floor with both hands on the table.
Zaki was sitting on the sofa, next to Cyra. They started their work casually.
It only took half an hour, and the task was almost complete. Cyra just got to finish a little bit more.
“Zaki, why the hell should you give me a task too? I'm given a dispensation, dong. Duty waivers as a student of choice.”
“I mean, you don't want to be given the same task as me?”
“Nyenenging me a minute, cake. Your job is just to give an assignment to my friends. And I don't need you to give me a job.”
“Let's not pinter.”
“While Ronaldo does not need to..”.
“OK okay. Do not be lit at length. Ineligibility. Yes already. I'll just give you a two-week assignment once.”
“Totally?”
“Hm.”
“This is my name is not professional. Choose love. Not fair.”
“Since the beginning you have not been fair. At first I had the most horrible job. Now it's time for me to be born.”
Zaki was speechless, staring at Cyra's cheerfulness that emanated clearly through her facial expression.
“Solve your task now!” decah Zaki's.
“OK, Mr Lecturer!” Cyra is back to writing.
“I'm laying here.” Zaki laid his body on the long sofa.
“Do not sleep, yes!”
“Hm.” Zaki closed his eyes. “I'm waiting for you, kok.”
Cyra continued to write. Ten minutes later, the task was completed. He closed the book. Putting the books together into one pile, he also folded the laptop. Then he turned his head and looked at Zaki's face which was an inch off his shoulder. The man was fast asleep. Clearly Cyra knew that Zaki had completely fallen asleep through Zaki's regular-sounding roar of breath. Cyra had just asked Zaki not to sleep, but the man had fallen asleep so quickly.
What should Cyra do now? He wants to wake Zaki up, but it's a pity to see Zaki who's gone bad. Finally he grabbed a cell phone, played a game.
Before long, Cyra yawned. Her eyes were watery and her eyelids also felt very heavy. Unknowingly, the phone in his hand slipped off and lay on the table when the drowsiness was completely out of hand. His head fell off, nyender.
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TB
Sorry again if there are many typos, I was so typing directly post, so a bit messy.
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Emma Shu