MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER

MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
78. Don't Snatch


“Nevent need to sulk first. I'll kiss you later!” Zaki raised an eyebrow making Cyra turn. “I love you, Cyra. But remember one thing, the old man's blessing is the main one. You are a daughter, without the blessing of your parents, we will not be able to unite. Another case with me, I am a man, If I invite a girl to elope, it is still legitimate even without the blessing of parents. The point is, I just want you to sort this out with your mama, straighten this out so you know the truth. That's the first thing you have to do. After that, I can make a step. Clearly, your mother should know what relationship is between you and Alpha. That's it.”


“OK. I understand.” Cyra nodded.


“Ra, I'm not satisfied talking here. There's Mr. Fauzan. Tuh!” Zaki pointed at Mr. Fauzan who had just come and sat at one of the tables not far from them.


“But I still want to talk a lot to you.”


“We continue our chat at my house, yes! Go home first. I'll take care of the payment first!”


Cyra nodded obediently. He got up and left the table after he finished eating his meal. A few steps after he passed the door of the cafe, he went back in and met Rere. He almost forgot his best friend.


Cyra sat down by Rere's side. He observed some dirty dishes lying on the table with his eyes wide.


“It's serious, you eat this much, Re?” Cyra was astonished to stare at the second-hand plate that was all over.


Rere sucked up his juice then smiled widely. “Iya, Ra. Nutritional repair. Treated mumpung. When else can I eat this good, try?”


Cyra bobbing head. Basic Rere, habitual eating sebakul. The idea is to stretch times.


“Why do you shake that head? Lo money is still enough to pay for all this, right?” Rere frowned anxiously.


“It's not that it's ugly, huh?” Rere grinned after saying those words. “Gue where can fat, Ra. My family's descendants on the cungkring all. The proof is that my body is not fat as well even though my portion of food is this much. I think I have to find a husband with a sugarcane wallet so I can give a lot to eat for me.”


Cyra laughed in response to her best friend's talk. His gaze was now on Zaki. The man was seen walking out of the cafe after finishing payment.


“Lo is finished yet?” ask Cyra.


“Numbered, Ra. Don't rush anything! This is my juice not yet abis.”


“Re, I no need same Zaki. My business has not gone out with him. Buruan, yuk.”


“Kan dear juice if left, Ra. My stomach was full of three dishes. Wait for food in the stomach down first can be filled with juice.”


“Jeez, Re. tomorrow-tomorrow to drink the juice. There's still another time. I have to go to your house too, right? Entar Zaki later wait for me.”


“Iya, huh. Ja. Why your business is not interrupted here, anyway. What have you been doing since?”


“Bawel!” Cyra called the waiter and paid the bill. “Ayok, game!” take him to Rere out of the cafe.


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