MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
40. Both Road
Zaki stepped up the terrace and knocked on the door. He smiled at Bik Mey who opened the door.
“Eh Mas Zaki, Please login, Mas.”
Zaki follows Mey's bik entering the house.
“What's up, Mas?” Bik Mey bowed in a friendly body.
“I'd like to see Cyra.”
“Let me call in.”
“No need Bik, let me call aja.”
“Oh yes already, I bikini coffee first yes MAs.”
“Nevent gone, Bik. I'll be a minute, kok.”
Bik Mey nodded and sauntered away.
Zaki searched for the name ‘my dear’ on his phone and called the name. Just twice the sound of tut, Cyra immediately answered the phone. Very gercep. Zaki ***smile.
“Ra, down jerk!” zaki said without making small talk.
“Ngapain?”
“I'm at your house.”
“Serious?”
Zaki deliberately cut off the conversation without answering Cyra's question. Of course Cyra rolls on the bed furious due to the actions of Zaki who played matainin phone at will.
Zaki turned his head when he heard a small step down the stairs.
“Kalo down the stairs clay k front, don't look at me! Beware of preying again!” zaki's chirps make Cyra return the view to the stairs.
Cyra stared at Zaki intensely while already in front of the man. The two looked at each other and no one started the conversation.
“Zaki, who would give me another job if you weren't on campus?” lirih Cyra after a long silence.
“Kok, is that still what was discussed? I didn't come here for that, I want to meet you.” Zaki smiled widely as if nothing had happened to him, as if he was fine. Why does he share the burden on the girl he loves? A good man will only carry his burden alone, without having to involve a loved girl. Enough he himself felt, not even Cyra who became sad.
“But I can't..”
“Ra!” get Zaki to cut out Cyra's words. “You want I never said that I would spare time for us to walk together?”
Cyra nodded. His troubled face was still clearly exposed.
“We take a walk?”
“Iya. Where's your nyokap?”
“Which why? Want to make them too?”
“Ya. Want to ask permission take you out for a moment.”
“Ooh.. Cyrain. They're goin. It's like busy people. Rarely at home.”
“No pa-pa here I take you on the road without their permission?”
“Mama may even be very cute. Your mom was my mom's best friend.”
“Ge Er's. So we're leaving now?”
“Mmm...”
Zaki pulled Cyra's wrist, impatient to see Cyra who was mostly thinking.
Zaki hands the helmet to Cyra as he sits on his bike. Cyra welcomes the helmet and wears it.
“Come aboard!” invite Zaki who saw Cyra even dumbstruck.
“Tumben use motor, where is your car? I paid the credit, right?”
“That car buy cash, do not use credit. Thought I went bankrupt after being kicked out of college what?”
Cyra grinned, then hugged.
Zaki pulled Cyra's hand and wrapped it around her stomach. The corner of his lips was slightly interested. Cyra also put his head on Zaki's back when the bike was on the highway.
Cyra closed her eyes feeling a wind slap that hit her hair and face. The soft slap felt very soothing. Is it possible because he is now in such a close position to Zaki that things feel very peaceful?
True people say, the world will feel very beautiful when we are on the side of the people we love. Comfortable. Peace. If only Cyra bia had been that close to Zaki until death separated him. Ah, how did Cyra become more?
A drizzle on Cyra's arm. Cyra still closed her eyes enjoying the fine slap of wind that hit her entire body.
Along the way, Cyra keeps her eyes closed, hoping things won't change until she opens her eyes.
TB
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