My Love Teacher's

Bumil's Jealousy.

After going through many cravings drama felt by Cyra, now Aroon can breathe a sigh of relief because Cyra at the age of seven months is not wanting anything strange - strange anymore.

"Aroon, tomorrow there's an invitation from school."

"What about?"

"Tomorrow Gio receives award. He's the Olympic champion of mathematics."

"What time?"

"Jam nine." replied Cyra as he turned back the contents of his alter.

"Search what?" Aroon hugged her from behind.

"Shirt for tomorrow."

"That's a lot of options."

"All bad." replied Cyra who looked agitated.

"Yes have bought it again to be accompanied by Olif or Tika."

"I'm lazy walk."

"Yes, let them buy for you."

"If their choice is bad."

Aroon sighed. If it is like this, it is better to be careful. A misstatement can be a long story. Could - could be later tonight he got nothing from his wife.

Cyra moved in front of the glass. He turned to the right and to the left. Aroon followed his wife from behind.

"Darling, you want to wear any shirt that looks good."

"Don't lie."

"I swear it." Aroon tried to convince his wife. She hugged Cyra from behind. "You're more sexy, more densely filled."

"Oh, you want to say that I'm fat right now, right?"

Aroon is surprised that his poem will be misinterpreted by Cyra.

"I'm so fat because I'm pregnant with your child. You should appreciate dong. Don't just denounce and demand me to look sexy, slim. Or don't don't don't get tired of me. Or the.. Or the.. You've got another one." Cyra spoke without being able to be interrupted by Aroon.

"Hey baby, why are you talking like that." Aroon tried to calm his wife. This time he became a very patient man. "My love, I'm sorry if I said something wrong."

"Well, just apologized now. I'm afraid that tonight I can't see your son." Cyra still seems emotional.

Aroon fell silent he was confused what else to say. He prefers to calm his wife with a hug.

"Yes.. Ja.. I was wrong. I'm sorry." said Aroon at last. "Want me to get some fruit?" Aroon tried to divert the conversation.

"Yes I want to." said Cyra spoiled.

The mood of pregnant women is easily changed. Aroon immediately complied with his wife's wishes. He peeled and cut the apples to make it easier for Cyra to eat them.

Cyra ate the fruit while sitting on her husband's lap.

"Aroons."

"Yes." Yeah."

"You must be lazy with me. I'm grumpy now."

"No Cyra, I don't have that feeling at all. Remember the doctor said, it's a hormone effect so your mood is always changing."

"Thank you for understanding me."

Aroon smiled at his wife's behavior. He was angry but a few minutes later it was good. At first Aroon was almost carried away by emotions as well. But over time he became a more patient figure.

"Tomorrow I'll just wear my clothes." said Cyra.

"Yes, if that's your decision. Wear whatever you keep beautiful."

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This morning Cyra woke Aroon up.

"Aroons.. Aroons.. Wake."

"I'm still fucking Cyra."

"Just get up for a minute."

Aroon rubbed his eyes and looked at Cyra who was just wearing a towel. "What's wrong?"

"See this."

"Shirt?"

"Yes my shirt."

"Why are you wearing your clothes, baby?" Aroon got out of bed to look at his wife's clothes. Although he is still sleepy. Because it's four in the morning.

"Silk." answered Cyra.

"Which one?"

"This one, hold this one, that blue one, too" pointed Cyra.

Aroon looked - look again at the contents of Cyra's closet. He saw that there was a shirt that was larger than the size that was appointed earlier. "When you wear this how?"

"Aren't you too big?"

"Dear, I'm sure you're pretty wearing this."

"really?"

"A thousand percent right." answered Aroon mantab.

"I'm wearing this one." Cyra put Aroon's choice of clothes on the hanger to make it easier.

"Why are you wearing a towel?"

"Great, I'm out of the shower."

"Quick get dressed, don't catch a cold." Aroon ordered. "If it's hot what AC wants to be reduced?"

"Not to get cold."

"Yes let's go to bed again. I'm still sleepy." said Aroon as he yawned. He went back to sleep.

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Aroon and Cyra have finally arrived at Gio's school after going through several dramas about clothes.

A happy hue was implied on Cyra's face as she was proud that Gio would be rewarded.

"Sir Aroon." call a woman. "Don't you remember me?"

Aroon and Cyra looked at each other. A woman with a sexy appearance was in front of them.

"Sir Aroon forgot about me."

"I'm Yeny who used to apply to be a private teacher."

"I'm sorry I completely forgot."

"It's okay - what. You're a busy person I understand if you don't remember my name." said Yeny. "Son what's his name?"

"Glho."

"Ah, yes Gio. It seems to be an award, doesn't it?"

"Yes right."

"Congratulations." Yeny extended her hand. In honor of Aroon, I welcome the congratulations from Yeny.

Cyra who was next to Aroon had her face heated up with restraining emotions. This woman could not appreciate me being next to my husband. Oh want to tease the husband of the man apparently.

"Let me take you to the guest chair."

"Hmm a minute." Aroon took Cyra's hand. "Let my wife walk ahead, she's pregnant."

"Oh, this is your wife." Yeny's face was disappointed to hear that Aroon was married.

"Yes, she is pregnant with our child" Aroon replied proudly. He even rubbed Cyra's stomach repeatedly.

Yeny was speechless at that and tried to join in smiling happily.

"Let's go this way."

"Thank you."

Cyra still doesn't like Yeny. Her instincts as a woman are very strong. Especially the same woman - a seductress like Yeny. He must be vigilant as this includes latent danger. She was afraid that her pregnant husband would turn away from her.

Yeny sat next to Aroon. But Aroon chooses for Cyra to sit among them. Until Gio receives the award. Cyra rubbed her tears as she was moved. Huh the bottom of his innate bumil melow continuously.

After receiving the award they finally went home. Gio showed off the trophies he got to everyone on the estate.

"Why you, baby? You've always been quiet."

"Yes quiet dong because he was not spoken to. From now on you chat with Yeny continue." said Cyra.

"You jealous?"

"Not jealous but angry at not feeling appreciated."

"Don't be angry, dear. Moreover, I don't remember who he is. I'm just answering the question."

"You must be happy with him."

"No dear." Aroon tried to convince his wife that seemed to be starting to get emotional. Aroon took a deep breath so that his emotions were not ignited either.

"Have confessed. Men are like that. If his wife is ugly, she's cheating."

"Cyra."

"Yes right. My words are right."

"Cyra is enough."

"No, I'm still very angry with your attitude."

"My attitude? You think of me as a cheap man." Aroon started to rise. "Your accusation is not Cyra's basis."

"That's right."

"Clear with what you say. But you don't appreciate me. You're lowering my pride." Aroon leaves Cyra.

"Aroons.. Aroon." call Cyra. But Aroon is still gone. He prefers to avoid calming down rather than a bigger fight.

Cyra looked forward to seeing her husband leave. He decided to go back to his room and change his clothes. She sat on the sofa pondering her husband's every word.

Drrr... Drrr... Drrrttt her phone is ringing.

"Hello ma'am."

"How are you?"

"Good ma'am."

"Yes, where's Aroon's son."

"Not knowing."

"You guys are?"

Cyra speechless.

"Cyra, I know you're just pregnant. The mood of pregnant women is always changing. But I'm asking you to keep thinking clearly. Son Aroon is a pretty patient husband. You should be grateful to have a husband like him. Don't follow your emotions. There will be your own regret."

"Yes ma'am."

"Mom don't know what you're arguing about but I hope whatever the debate is you'll have to settle it well. Don't bring trouble to sleep."

"Good ma'am."

"Yes solved your problem with your husband. Remember that boy Aroon loves you so much, he's patient with your pregnancy."

Call ended. Cyra looked around. Usually at times like this Aroon has started massaging his legs that are sometimes tired.

I seem to have to apologize. I said too much, Cyra thought. He rushed out looking for Aroon's whereabouts but he didn't find it at all. He was reminded of something. Yes old house. Cyra rushed to go there and was right. She found her husband sitting in a chair.

"Hi." said. She hugged her husband from behind. "You're mad at me?"

"No." answered Aroon.

"sorry. I'm sorry." said Cyra. "I was overwhelmed by my own emotions. I don't attach much importance to your feelings."

Aroon was silent. Cyra didn't give up.

"Aroon darling. I'm really sorry." Cyra's eyes were glazed over. "Don't be mad at me. I love you." he started sobbing.

Aroon is conscious. "Hey. Don't cry."

"How can I not cry. You're upset. You don't care about me."

"No dear. I'm sorry." Aroon guided Cyra sitting on her lap. "I don't care. I just calm myself down. I don't want my emotions to affect our relationship, our baby." Aroon gently rubbed Cyra's stomach. "You know. In this world you are the only woman I love. It's never in my mind to turn away from you, baby."

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have followed my emotions. I should be able to think clearly."

"We forget about this, okay. I promise I won't leave you like that. I'm sorry Cyra, I should have been more patient."

Cyra hugged Aroon tightly. "I love you. Don't you ever leave me."

"It won't be dear." Aroon returned his wife's embrace. "Cyra."

"Hmmm.. Yeah." yeah."

"You wanna fuck here?"

"A very interesting offer." Cyra smiled and without waiting for the aba. She showered her husband with kisses - hot kisses.

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