MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER

MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
43. Who's the culprit


“Aduh!” Zaki dodged, keeping his face away from Cyra's hand smearing the wound on his face with medicine.


“Sorry, pain, yes?”


“No, it's really good,” said Zaki staring at the tiny hand of Cyra who was holding a cotton smeared with medicine. “Ra, you're really strong. What are the boxing habits? Girl kaleman little why?”


“Sorry.” Cyra was concerned looking at Zaki's bruised face. His cheeks now look more and more blue. The corner of his lips broke and still continued to spit out fresh blood. Near the corner of the eye is also swollen.


Cyra re-applied the medicine to Zaki's face, this time the movements were softer.


“Aw.. Aaakh..” Zaki whimpers, very painful and painful once touched the drug.


“Zak, don't yell like that, dong. Intar if people are horrified from the outside, it is thought we are again nervous again, ah uh mulu from earlier.” Cyra stopped polishing the medicine.


Zaki reviewed the smile. Cyra can do it. “Sickness, Ra. I think my body is broken. This face is also very numb. Belur gini how not ouh ouh.”


“Yes you are a guy, must be strong.”


Again, Zaki smiled. “This is because you are ngobatin so I pretended to be in pain, if other people are ngobatin, I also will not be lebay gini,” Zaki chirped make Cyra laugh.


They are now in Zaki's house. Cyra sat on the floor, while Zaki lay on the sofa.


“By the way, who are the people who are you talking to, huh?” Cyra frowned curiously. Remembering the face of the man with advanced teeth that he had seen. “I took off the helmet of one of those people, but I don't know who he is.”


“Whatever they are, I'm sure they are the ones who don't like me.”


“But you have no enemies.”


“What could it be Faiz?” guess Cyra.


Zaki got up, poured mineral water from the glass jar into the glass and gulped it down.


“I'm sure it must be Faiz, who else if not him. There's no way I'm stuck, right?” added Cyra fiery.


“You sure? If it turns out that he's not what? Means you recite, dong.”


“Since the beginning he had a huge grudge against you after the problems on campus that time. You've hit him. Maybe he wants to thicken your punch.”


“That's your accusation aja.” Zaki shuffled Cyra's hair once swiped. Although Zaki is also suspicious of Faiz, but he does not want to express what is in his mind. All is unproven. It is inappropriate for him to accuse Faiz.


Cyra clasped tightly onto the edge of her shirt given the violent action being committed before her eyes, making her want to strangle the culprit. Geez, Cyra is really furious. Unbearable when he saw Zaki slumped and his moan was kicked, his back was hit, his arm was also kicked, Zaki was beaten completely by unknown people. The brave ones just hide behind helmets.


Cyra moved into a sitting position, throwing her body on the sofa next to Zaki's. “Your body is sick ys? Need to go to the doctor?”


“No need. I can still overcome,” said Zaki despite the fact that his entire body feels pain, pain, crumbling, and pain. Especially in the stomach and back. Actually Zaki wants to immediately lay down his body and sleep in bed, but at least he appreciates the existence of Cyra who accompanies him.


Cyra dropped her head on Zaki's shoulder. Zaki looked at the head on his shoulders. The man held his fingers together across Cyra's fingers.


“I love you, Zaki.”


Zaki commented on the smile of hearing Cyra's soft voice that sounded more like a whisper. Then the man kissed Cyra's head.


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