MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
7. New Neighbor

Cyra took a deep breath when she started to get tired. His brain is warming up and starting to not work properly. This means he has to rest for a moment his brain.

Huh!

Even this holiday he still has to deal with books. All because of Zaki. Since the man appeared on campus, many absurd events have made Cyra a moron.

But fortunately, dismaping beautiful, Cyra is one of the students whose brains are above average, there are still many bloons whose work is cheating, either because of males or indeed do not want to learn.

Even at the beginning of the semester, Cyra never cheated during the exam. He does not need to go to the shaman asking for berjampi kayak done by the Kiwol just for the sake of finding good grades. The beginning of the semester was mostly a general foundation course, and Cyra was still able to keep up well.

Now, in the final semester, with material that the majority of people have difficulty mastering, Cyra does too. The more difficult college course Cyra felt. Duty bejibun. The college material is getting harder and harder to master. The level of difficulty of lecture material is increasing acutely. It's very stressful. I want to graduate and leave college. But Cyra, the stubborn girl who is resilient does not want to mneyerah, still trying to understand, especially when carrying out the duties of a new lecturer. However, Cyra is the one who has pissed Zaki off. Hopefully Zaki's frustration will wear off as time goes on.

If you remember the events in the cinema at that time.Heheee.

Like Cyra's brain was starting to not concentrate, his mind was flying everywhere. He put down his pen and left his desk.

Shower time. Cyra went into the bathroom and flushed her body with a shower. It turns out that the water is able to make the brain and body become fresh.

After taking a shower, still wearing a towel wrapped around her chest to her thighs, Cyra headed to the balcony. Usually he does, preferring to dry the remnants of water attached to the body and wet hair by standing on the balcony. The strong wind that blew would make the water stuck to his body mongering in no time.

“Heih?” Cyra was surprised to see the figure of the man on the balcony of the house across the street, right on the second floor, just like him who was also on the second floor. Zaki looked towards him.

Cyra immediately ran to the room and closed the door. After which, he peeked out through the glass-made balcony door with a slight flickering of his curtains.

How could that creature be in that house? Cyra scratched his temple while observing Zaki who was still loyal to his position.

Cyra looked at her own body. So Zaki just saw it in a state that was just wrapped around a towel like that? This time Zaki who got zina eyes after yesterday Cyra who became a victim of eye zina. hopefully Zaki's brain does not get tired after seeing the winding of the towel earlier.

Immediately Cyra went downstairs after putting on some neat clothes. His ears heard the sound of mutual speech of people chatting while crossing the living room. He saw his mother was busy chatting with foreign women who according to Cyra look very narcissistic. Early in the morning wear sunglasses that are scratched on the head. Worrying son of gaul.

“Iya you know Al, did not expect we could meet. I was surprised when I stretched you earlier, I think who, eeeh apparently old temen.” My mother Cyra spoke with great enthusiasm.

“Iya I also did not expect. This is a huge coincidence.”

Very excited mom if I have met old friends. Cyra bobbing head.

“Cyra, here first!” Andini called her daughter.

Cyra's steps came to a halt at the doorway and turned his head. He approached his mother while grunting. Every time he called out to her, there was nothing else that her mother did except to order her to do this and that.

“Known this old school mama, temen college first. Her name is aunt Alya.” Andini introduced excitedly.

“Cyra.” Call Cyra while greeting Alya.

“Tante Alya lives in front of our house, loh.”

Andini's explanation made Cyra stupefied. Meaning Alya's aunt who was adopted as an old friend by her mother was her mother Zaki? Yassalam´s. Ortu sahabatan, the son of enemies.

Cyra smiled kindly on the pedestal with a big smile by Alya.

“Your son is so beautiful, Din. Still school?” alya's comment looked at Cyra's beauty.

“There at home.”

“Still school?”

“Dia lecturer.”

Yes, that's my lecturer, mother! Cyra nyengir's.

The ringing of the cell phone breaks the talk of the mother-mak style. Alya answered the phone and then said goodbye.

“This is a child just wayang nelepon, he said he wanted to take a cook together. I haven't cooked yet. Because of the squirming you were fitting clothes drying, so it came straight here. Sun his clothes just not finished,” explained Alya.

“Loh, no household assistant?”

“There but only one. From the old house. I'm tired of him cleaning up the house. My son is a hobby of cooking, so that's it, like to cook. Yes, I've come home first.” Alya breezed away ushered by Andini to the terrace.

After Alya left, Andini again shrieked her voice calling Cyra, making Cyra who had just entered the dining room again meet her mother.

“Duh, mom why the hell? Call-call mulu?”

“This is with mama!” Andini groped Cyra's arm towards the dining room.

“Well, will Cyra go back to the dining room.”

Andini did not comment on Cyra's grumbling. Deftly he put the side dishes into the bushel that he had just sambar off the shelf. He arranged the two bushels by stacking them and closing the top.

“Hmmm...Happy!” Andini smelled a strong aroma containing jengkol stew and chicken kentaki some pieces are still warm.

Cyra nodded at her mother's behavior. Jengkol clove kok nyami?

Andini gave the bushel to Cyra, making Cyra's eyes widen in wonder.

“This is why are you given to Cyra?” the girl's protest was confused.

“Anterin to Aunt Alya's house. He said he hadn't cooked yet, well this will be a surprise for him.”

Gluey!

Cyra swallows saliva very strongly. That means he's delivering food to Zaki? What does Zaki comment if he delivers food that has mudhorot it. The smell, I swear. It can be for WC perfume.

“Yes my mom, timid ya, cook anyway a jengkol stew delivered to neighbors? Just chicken. Jengkolnya clove does not need.” Cyra put down one of the bushels containing the jengkol stew.

“E uh, no! Anyway you should bring that. Who cooked the jengkol stew was mama, you know. Alya's aunt is like a mama, a hobby to eat jengkol stew. Do not know what this morning mama belain wake up early just to cook jengkol stew.” Andini again piled the bushel and locked it with a hook. “Udah, take it there!”

Cyra snorted and was forced to take a bushel out.

Tbc