MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
77. Don't Give Up
“Status we are dating like this, is it possible that it will not be a problem on campus? If it is caught by the dean, will the dean not question ya?” cyra asked with a red face, this time red blushing because of the kasmaran, no longer because of shame.
“There is no harm in the lecturer having a special relationship with his students. No problems. The important thing is that we on campus maintain attitude, have ethics. Done it. Nothing to be concerned about.”
“So keep attitude Only on campus?”
“You are yes!” Zaki tapped the tip of Cyra's nose with his index finger. “ off campus also keep the attitude. If the macems are off campus, we will have a problem. If we want macem-macem do not get caught by anyone let's not be gossip on campus and no one tells us to dean.”
“Zaki iiihh... Macem-macem what's your max? What are we doing?”
“Ha haaa. I'm a good man.”
“But not responsible.”
“Loh? Why am I telling you to be responsible?”
“Yesterday you said you wanted to bed me on my birthday, what proof? Fizzled. You even play escape.”
“That's what made me invite you to meet here, to talk about that problem.”
The chatter came to a halt when the waiter came to serve the dish. Cyra's nose sniffed the aroma of the cooking.
“So laper!” chirp Cyra stared at the dish.
“Yok eat!” Zaki started his meal. “You know what happened at your birthday show back then?”
“Know. I cut the cake, then you want me to give the cake even melengos.”
Cyra was choking. Zaki hurriedly brought Cyra some drinking water and pointed the lip of the glass at Cyra's mouth while the other hand wiped the back of his hand that was hit by a splinter of food that had spurt from Cyra's mouth.
“Zaki!” cyra's strangulation made Zaki turn towards Cyra.
Zaki stared at Cyra's wet shoulder drenched in water. Zaki's gaze was then fixed on the glass he held in a tilted position on Cyra's shoulders.
“Sorry!” Zaki took a tissue and wiped Cyra's shoulder and went down to the bwah, precisely in Cyra's chest.
Immediately Cyra rejected Zaki's hand. “just said you can't macem-macem wherever you are, this is macem-macem.” CYra glared at the eyes.
“My destination is good, Ra. Want to get wet. You said I told you to be the man in charge, right?”
“Iiiih. I can sleep by myself. It is still in puberty, no one can nenggenggol.” Cyra pulled the tissue and wiped her wet breast.
Zaki smelled a smile at Cyra's tiny hands that were so painstakingly wiping the wet part.
“O yes, what was the story? My mama said that she wants Alfa to be my life partner later, so?” ask Cyra after she's done with her work. “Kok, I just found out? Why can you think like that, huh?”
“Hm. The point is your mama has so much sympathy for Alpha. For in his eyes, Alpha is a good boy and well deserved for you. I know myself enough, there is no way I can insist on teping her son while her mother does not want me. Blatantly your mama said that in front of me.”
“So? Are you that crazy?” Cyra stared at the horror.
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