My Love Teacher's

I Don't Believe

Davira found Cyra.

"Aroon told you?"

"It."

"I'm sorry for coming at such an inopportune time."

"I'm the one who's sorry for you. I entered into the lives of Aroon and Gio."

"It's okay - what. We are played by destiny. I'm so sorry why I didn't face this with my husband. I just chose to go. If you finally get into our lives it's not your fault."

"Thank you for understanding me" Cyra said. "Let me show you your room."

Davira follows Cyra and shows her room.

"This is your room."

"Cyra, thank you for taking care of Aroon and Gio."

"I was the one who felt very happy to meet them."

Davira hugs Cyra. "Cyra I beg you to help me bring Gio closer to me. Even though we are mother and son. But we were apart long enough."

"All right, I'll help you."

"Thank you."

"Have a break, if you need anything - is there a Tika and Jono."

"Bik Tika still works here?"

"Yes, still. We consider him as our own family. And also the Tika bik who first received me here."

"meaning?"

"I used to work here as a home schooling teacher for Gio. Early work got a rejection from Gio, because he was afraid that Aroon's attention would be diverted to other women."

"Oh that kid turned out to be so defensive of me."

"Yes, he loves you so much" Cyra said.

Bik Tika came in contact - gopoh. "Sorry madam, Arthit is crying."

"Yes bik." answered Cyra. "Sorry, Davira I'll stay." Cyra immediately went to breastfeed her child. Stay with Tika and Davira herself.

"Madam Davira, thank goodness you're healthy." Tika looked at Davira with her eyes glazed over.

"Yes bik. But it turns out that happiness because of my recovery is not the same as my household."

"I'm sorry, ma'am. Master didn't know that madam was still alive. So too with us. But Miss Cyra is a good woman. He loves the young master and master very much."

"I knew. And I also thank you for taking care of Gio."

"Same - same mistress." bik Tika hugged Davira tightly. "Mrs."

"Yes bik." Davira let go of her embrace and looked at Tika's bik. "What's wrong?" ask her while smiling.

Bik Tika looked at Davira deep into her eyes. "Eh it's okay - what. Madam just rest. Excuse me."

"Yes bik."

Bik Tika hurried to leave Davira alone. His face was a little pale. He rushed to the kitchen and drank cold water from the icy cupboard.

"Why mother? I just saw a ghost."

"I'm looking at ghosts."

"Who?"

"Let's not ask a lot of questions."

"Yes, I've been shopping for vegetables."

Bik Tika sat in a chair, long he pensively until without realizing Shamsudin entered and sat nearby.

"However, Tik?"

"You are excessive, just surprised a little already pale. You sick?"

"Syam, could it be that the dead could live again."

"could. In fact Madame Davira is alive again and making a stir throughout the estate."

"I'm serious."

"Same. I'm serious too." replied Shamsudin. "Have not been too banhak in thinking that the name is destiny from the above, anything can happen. We as humans just run it."

"Shyam, can we not be suspicious?"

"That's our right. But who do you suspect?"

"There was. I will tell you later."

"Yes it's up to you. I myself am also confused by the fate of my nephew. Kira - thought Cyra was divorced by Mr. Aroon no huh?"

"Yes too. It's a pity that you finally chose Madame Davira."

"We can only pray."

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Cyra is sitting on the couch breastfeeding Arthit. He was shocked by Aroon's arrival.

"You" he said as his hands crept into Cyra's twin hills.

"Aroon don't bother Arthit. He's going to sleep again."

"alright. Go to bed, Arthit, Phoo wants to talk to Mae. Good boy."

Cyra could only sigh at her husband's behavior. Aroon sat in front of Cyra while checking the incoming email or messages. Usually comes from business partners. Now since there is no Biantara business is getting ahead without any more obstacles.

Arthit had fallen asleep again, Cyra immediately put him in the baby box.

"Arthit's asleep. What do you want to talk about?"

"Attent." Aroon closes the email and puts his ipad on the table. "Sit here." he ordered, patting the empty sofa next to him.

"That's it. There will be you like - like. I haven't KB."

"I want to talk seriously, baby." Aroon put on a serious face. "Trust me I won't be like you." Cyra knew the direction Aroon was talking about Davira. Cyra moved and sat down next to Cyra. Aroon immediately put his head in Cyra's lap. Gently Cyra stroked her husband's hair.

"What are you talking about?"

"On Davira." answered Aroon. "You know I'm still confused. You don't think my status with Davira is over because she died?"

"If legally the country I don't know. So is your heart." Cyra's words are like insinuations.

"You mean?"

"I was thinking a few things because Davira was alive. I feel like I'm the third party in your life. I was also thinking of retreating for the sake of Gio and you're happy."

"Hey, what are you saying? I won't leave you even if Davira's alive."

"Do you still love her?"

Aroon rose from the fall. He looked at Cyra with a deep look. "What did you say. I once said I loved Davira. But I closed it inside. And right now I love you so much." Aroon kisses Cyra's lips briefly.

"Maybe it's just my fear if you fall back in love with her. I'm afraid you left me Aroon. You know I love you so much." Cyra with a trembling voice and glazed eyes.

Aroon hugged Cyra. "I don't want you to leave me either. Davira is just part of my past. You are my future Cyra. Together with Gio, Arthit and our other children" said Aroon. "This is what makes my mind so heavy, I'm afraid you can't accept this and leave me."

Aroon kissed Cyra's lips deep - deep. "Please don't leave me" he said between kisses. "I love you Cyra, love you so much." Aroon's deep kiss made Cyra forget the weight of her mind. She played her husband's game. The kiss went down to her ears, neck and even her twin hills.

Cyra just kept quiet and enjoyed her husband's treatment. With a single pull Cyra was already on Aroon's lap. She started taking off the shirt her husband was wearing. Replying to what her husband has done.

The hot activity they do until it reaches its peak. Aroon moves Cyra to the top of the bed. They slept together in blankets.

"Don't leave me Cyra, okay." said Aroon again as he hugged his wife from behind. He kissed Cyra's back gently and fell asleep with her.

Meanwhile behind the door was someone who shed tears and held onto his chest. It hears moans and *******the two of them. It made his heart very sad.

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