THE MOTORCYCLE LEADER, MY GIRLFRIEND
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One month later ...

Cyeril has been stronger and more stable through her pregnancy which has reached the age of three months. His nausea and vomiting have diminished. Now Cuetil is eating. And often create new recipes that he sees on youtube.

Cyeril is still active on campus and selling around campus. His trade is also sweet. Cyeril's name became known after many people bought his pastries.

His relationship with Dzoki improved and went more naturally as a married couple. That's also if at home, Dzoki will maximize his role. But, if on campus there may be a little distance but still monitor.

Dzoki and Tasya and Egi. Dzoki was more silent and completely left his nightworld. If there is no schedule for college, Dzoki works in his father's office as an administration.

Once Egi and Tasya asked about the attitude of Dzoki who is now more serious and focused on his lecture.

One more thing, Cyeril and Dzoki have already contracted the house themselves. Riski and Bunda Nur's father wanted both to be independent and to work on their own.

Dzoki's big motorbike has been exchanged with the latest yellow sports car. It was a gift from Riski's father because Dzoki wanted to sell his big bike.

Mother Nur always advised Dzoki. Better to have a car than a motorcycle. Cars can be used anywhere without heat and rain. Moreover, Cyetil is currently pregnant and will certainly give birth. See that function in the future.

As usual, this morning Cyeril and Dzoki will be leaving around eight o'clock to campus. Because today, Cyeril and Dzoki both attended two sessions with different classes.

Cyeril was tidy and had already cooked for their breakfast.

"Breakfast first, brother? This coffee is also ready," said Cyeril slowly while opening a dining chair for him to sit on

"Yes. Thanks huh? Ril," replied Dzoki quietly.

Both had breakfast to shorten the time.

"Where do you want to bring?" dzoki asked softly while feeding the fried rice into his mouth. Dzoki started to get used to eating at home.

"That Brother. One cardboard box" said Cyeril slowly.

Cyeril also gulped down her pregnant milk until it was gone.

"Aren't you cape? Baking cake all day? Morning of college," said Dzoki began to care.

Cyeril smiled with relief. Her husband is starting to change. His level of care and attention was huge right now.

"Cyeril want to find someone to help make a cake? Make mixers and ovens?" ask Cyeril for permission from Dzoki.

"Could only. Wh who? Just can not be men," said Dzoki loudly.

"Yes not it. Let Mother find Cyeril. All of you do help at home so Cyeril has his friend. Mother said, Brother Dzoki will often overtime," great-grandson Cyeril began to feel lonely.

"Yes. Father said, Brother must learn a lot so do not be surprised later fitting pass must plunge in the company of Father. I'm sorry, I can't get you. Maybe we can just meet in the evening and in the morning?" said Dzoki slowly.

"Yes. It's okay, brother. Cyeril is proud to have a husband like a sister. Want to work hard" said Cyeril lirih.

"Because I already have responsibilities. You and our son. Sorry ... If you can't be happy, Ril" said Dzoki softly.

Cyeril just smiled.

After the campus. Orders of yoplws and cake-making materials will come at the rented house. Cyeril does not have to bother going to the supermarket to order online and the waiter will deliver all his orders in a fast time.

"OKAY. Ready already? Brother is ready. Want to enter the cardboard first into the car," said Dzoki slowly.

Cyeril just nodded and cleaned up the dirty dishes and glasses to take to the sink. The laundry is just a little. Cyeril will do the dishwasher later after school.

Cyeril has brought a bag containing books and a bag of supplies to put in the car. In the car there are always some jars of Dzoki's and Cyerul's favorite pastries. A tumbler of water and a warm drink for her husband. Do not forget the milk box for Cyeril which is always provided on the dashboard of the car.

Cyeril sat leaning against the seat of the car comfortably. Not forgetting to put a seat belt on. His hands rubbed his stomach slowly.

Dzoki's hand rubbed Cyeril's stomach slowly. Dzoki picked up a bit of Cyeril's shirt and rubbed it directly on Cyeril's skin.

"Didn't you?" ask Dzoki.

"Yes. It was a bit crampy" Cyeril said.

"You're tired of it, Ril. Occasionally holiday. Don't say pesenan will not be completed," said Dzoki began to worry.

"It's okay. Sis ...."

"Yes? Why, Ril?" ask Dzoki.

"If you are looking for a store to sell cakes how? The plan is to be back again. Keep looking for employees as well. Maybe Cyeril won't be tired by now. But if you have to stop, it is very dear because there are many customers" said Cyeril expressed his desire.

"Are you serious? Just may. But you are pregnant again. Got to get plenty of rest. Moreover, you will give birth later and need time to recover and take care of the baby? You willing? If you can do it, please go ahead" said Dzoki.

"Cyeril has asked for advice from Father and Mother. They support and help find their place. Cyeril has little savings for Cyeril's business" said Cyeril honestly.

From the beginning opened a cake business. Cyeril is equally unwilling to be helped for financial problems. He turned the money available from the money hadi visit his mother first. The money is growing and growing.

"Yes already. Brother allow it," replied Dzoki.

Dzoki's sports car has entered the campus. Many women stared at the cool car Dzoki.

Every morning, Dzoki would drop off a cardboard order from his car and trim it at the folding table right in front of the car. Usually not half an hour cake - the cake will be sold out.

When she was finished, Cyeril went straight to her class and said goodbye to Dzoki.

"Dzoki!!" tasya shouted from a distance while running fast towards Dzoki.

"Why?" ask Dzoki ketus.

"Gue's pregnant loe's son. Loe cuek - cuek. It's loe flesh blood!!" shouts Tasya loudly.

Dzoki doesn't care. He left Tasya who kept shouting loudly to make his friends turn to the two and enter Cyeril who just came out of the bathroom.

It is clear to Cyeril that Tasya is trying to hold Dzoki's hand. Cyeril ran and sat down at the alntai pretending to fall.

"Silver ..." cried Cyeril.hardly making Dzoki immediately turn his head and run towards Cyeril.