MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
80. Ouch Clamor
“No need to think too much about this, why should you worry? Go, meet your mama!” said Zaki gently.
Cyra nodded then got up. But just a step he walked, then he looked. “Zaki, don't you want to talk to my parents first?”
Zaki stood up, approaching Cyra. “Now the point is, your mama is expecting Alfa to be your lover, not me. That's why I ask you to tell your mama first about how you feel about Alfa. After that, believe me, I will definitely get into your affairs. I'm involved here.”
Cyra nodded still with an acute-level daunted expression.
Zaki smiled again looking at Cyra's face which looked very anxious. “Ra, can you not mukam, you kinda feel good to be seen? Don't be so stiff! Why do you have to be this hot? If it's going to be bad, you can show that expression to me. Okay?”
Cyra reviewed the smile. Basic Zaki, always able to make his baldness fade. He froze on the spot as he felt a warm touch land on his lips. Yes, Zaki kissed her lips briefly.
“I love you. Plis, don't worry about this situation.” Zaki hugs Cyra's tiny body, trying to give her peace through her warm touch.
Cyra was closed off feeling a warm, circular touch on her body. Geez, Zaki managed to shake off his anxiety. Cyra smiled in Zaki's arms.
“Still upset?” Zaki took off a hug and looked at the face before him with a smile.
“No more worries. Thanks, Zaki!” Cyra's smile widened.
Dungs!
Zaki grabbed his phone which read. Then open the incoming gif image message. Seen a picture of the hand holding the grass trim scissors moving, the sender is none other than Alya.
Zaki's face heats up at the message, his feelings start to get uncomfortable.
Zaki looked at Cyra whose head was leaning on the man's shoulder.
Then the two looked at each other. Cyra showed a confused and questionable expression, while Zaki showed an anxious expression.
“M.. Yes, you go home first!” zaki said at last.
“Oke.” Cyra nodded. Soon the girl ran towards her house.
Zaki was silent on the spot. He didn't want to go back because he knew his mother was behind him. The aroma of her mother's perfume was already smelled first by her sense of smell.
“Adu du duuuh..!” Zaki's head followed Alya's hand which was now pulling hair near her ears. “Ma, this hurts!”
“You know what this is?” Alya showed me grass trimmer scissors that were very large in size. “This is if for circumcision can run aground, loh.”
Zaki. His mother was very good at Spanish business. Actually Zaki is not surprised by his mother who likes to leak, but this time the boocrnya kebangetan. Cook want to be circumcised like that?
“Ma, plis!” Zaki begged. Her skin was so sore, rasnaya the pulled hair was like it was about to break down. His body bent down following the pull of his mother's hand.
“Each of you do not carelessly play hug girls people!” Alya removed her hand from Zaki's hair when she saw Zaki's reddened face. Alya has never distinguished the present Zaki from the former Zaki, his treatment of Zaki ettap the same. The punishment he gives every time Zaki makes a mistake is also the same, namely pulling hair near the ears, it feels quite biting and makes the whole body like being electrocuted.
Already Zaki guessed, his mother must have caught the incident just now so he sent him a gif message earlier. Zaki stroked the skin near his ears.
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