My Love Teacher's

Suspicious

Cyra's hand shook violently after seeing the contents of the message and a photo sent to her. He immediately ran out of the room. Finding the whereabouts of Aroon.

First he went to Davira's room. But the room was empty. She did not find her husband there. Cyra did not despair and gave up. He kept looking.

He opened the door to Gio's room. "You seen Phoo?"

"No Mae. What's up?"

"It's okay - what. Mae go first."

Cyra then headed to the kitchen. There is a Tika bik who is cleaning the kitchen and arranging the stock in an ice closet.

"Bik Tika see Aroon?" ask Cyra in a panic.

"No mistress."

Cyra ran out again. Bik Tika who saw it was also astonished. Why does Cyra seem panicked and hasty.

Cyra ran to the plantation. He went around like crazy when it was night. She must find her husband before he falls into Davira's arms. Oh god please help me. Save husband. Please tell me where my husband is, Cyra prayed in tears.

His strength was on the ground. He has been around everywhere but the results are nil. Her husband could not be found. Brought where by Davira.

Cyra returned to her room with a faint feeling. He kept crying. She could not imagine her husband being in contact with another woman. It was completely destroyed.

Meanwhile..

Davira sees Aroon drooping weakly on the bed. He took off Aroon's shirt. Seeing her ex-husband so powerful makes her want to immediately enjoy.

"I'm sorry Aroon. If you don't I give you this kind of medicine. You won't be all mine." Davira murmured.

He took off his clothes one by one until his body was plain without a thread. He began to walk and ascend on Aroon's body. At that time Aroon was semi-conscious. His body was hot and his vision was blurred.

"Cyra." call her soft. "Cyra." he kept calling his wife.

"Aroon it's me Davira."

"Cyras.. Cyras.. Where's Cyra?" Aroon tried to get up, but he seemed powerless.

"Let's enjoy me Aroon. Do as you please." Davira pulled both of Aroon's hands and placed them on the chest. Davira closed her eyes feeling the touch of her old husband she did not feel.

Aroon threw Davira's hand. "You're not Cyra. Where's Cyra?"

Davira was struck with emotion because from earlier only Cyra came out of Aroon's mouth. "Watch me, dear Cyra. I'll be whatever you like." again Davira grabbed Aroon's hand and put it on his waist. "Come Aroon, enjoy me." Davira begins to move her body to attract Aroon's attention.

Aroon looked at the woman above him who was none other than Davira. With all his might he removed Davira's body. Until Davira fell to the side. "Go! You're not Cyra!"

Aroon started to stand up. It staggered. Davira quickly hugged him from behind. "Don't go Aroon! I won't let you! You're just mine!" shouted Davira hysterically.

Roughly Aroon let go of Davira's embrace. "I'm looking for Cyra! Go!" Aroon pushed Davira's tube backwards until his body stumbled on the closet. Aroon opened the door and left.

His staggering body and blurred vision made it difficult to recognize the place. His body was bathed in sweat. From a distance he saw a middle-aged man sitting. It looks like he's the security part of the villa.

"Sir.. Please sir!" shout Aroon.

The man rushed to him. "What's up, sir? What's going on."

"My earrings home. Please take me home. There's a bad guy in there."

"Well, wait a minute" the man quickly picked up the bike. "Where is my father's house?"

"On the estate of lord Aroon Tanawat."

"Good sir. Let's go up."

Aroon painstakingly climbed onto the motorcycle. The man immediately rode splitting the cold night. From a distance looks Davira who is already wearing clothes chasing after him, he immediately boarded the car and caught up with Aroon.

Aroon had arrived in front of his house with a staggering body he entered the house.

"Cyras! Cyra! Cyra!" his yell. He kept walking towards his room.

Cyra who was crying in the room as if hearing her name on the call. She wiped her tears and walked out the door. At see her husband who was only wearing clothes just walked staggeringly towards her.

Cyra immediately ran towards him and hugged the burly body. "Darling why are you?"

"I.. I've got medicine."

"Oh my god." Cyra took off her embrace. She saw her husband who was exactly the same as when she took away her girlhood.

Aroon pulls Cyra's body and without a long time he immediately kisses Cyra's lips. "I want you." he whispered between kisses.

Cyra just follows her husband's play. For two days he missed a moment like this. Aroon carried her like a koala. Cyra quickly hooked her legs on her husband's burly waist without letting go of a kiss.

The nights full of warmth were burning back then. Aroon is very aggressive. So does Cyra who does not want to lose. She was so grateful that her husband had returned to her. All he put in this hot game. Shouts of pleasure echoed throughout the room. It's like coloring their game.

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"I'm sorry baby." whispered in Cyra's ear. Aroon pecked at his wife's back.

"I'm sorry." replied Cyra with a hoarse voice typical of people waking up.

"Away awake?"

"Hmmm." answered Cyra.

"Tired? Sleep again."

"How can I sleep if your hands are not conditioned?"

"Haha.. I'm sorry, honey. I miss you so much."

Cyra turned. She hugged her husband. "What happened last night?"

"Promise you don't get mad if I tell you."

"No. I won't be mad."

"All right." Aroon confirmed his sleeping position. "Every night Davira gave me medicine. He put it in a drink. At that time I was not alert because I was thinking about our problems. At that time I planned to apologize to you. Because Aryo came to explain everything."

"Aryo's coming, what's it doing?"

"He came with his future wife. He's getting married. In our meeting he told me a lot at length and made my mind open. I was really sorry to be angry with you. Because Davira convinced me that she also saw you in the hospital."

"Did he really say that?"

"Yes, that's why I believe you're lying. Besides seeing for myself, Davira also assured me. I know his nature once that never lied. In that frustration he gave me medicine. He took me to a villa near the estate. Lucky I managed to escape and was ushered in by a guard man there."

Cyra hugged her husband tightly. "You know, Davira sent me a picture of you shirtless."

"Did he really do that?"

"true." Cyra took her phone and showed her pictures and messages from Davira. "He said he would take what should be his. I was like a madman, looking for you here and there and it was almost frustrating not to find you. I don't want your loss, I don't want you to belong to anyone else. You're just mine."

"Cyra."

"Yes dear."

"She's not my old wife Davira" said Aroon.

"really? How do you know it wasn't Davira."

"Promise you won't be upset if I tell this story? But I swear only your name is on my mind and I keep saying it."

"You're serious." Cyra smiled looking at Aroon's stiffened face.

"Because I'm afraid you're angry."

"Yes.. Ja.. I promise I won't be mad."

Aroon took a deep breath. "Frankly at that moment my condition was helpless, the heat and my vision blurred. It looks like a drunk. Davira took off all his clothes to his body without a thread."

"You enjoying it?" cry Cyra pouty.

"No dear. Didn't I just say all I wanted was you."

"Continue?" ask Cyra sewot.

"I saw his stomach."

"What's? A stomach?" Cyra struck Aroon's dense arm and turned her back to Aroon.

"There was a promise not to get angry" Aroon said.

"Yes.. Ja.. Continue the story." said Cyra Ketus.

"That's in his stomach that's no surgical scar."

"You mean?"

"Davira gave birth to Gio by cesarean section because at that time she was diagnosed with cancer but still in the early stages. So the doctor suggested giving birth by surgery. After giving birth the disease is worse."

Cyra seemed to think and read her husband's story.

"And also I feel that sometimes he is gentle but also sometimes evil. The Davira I know will not take away everything that is not his and he will give up everything so that the loved ones are happy." Aroon continued

"I also feel strange about his nature. Because what I heard was that Davira was very gentle and angelic." Cyra chiming. "Well, if not Davira, who would that be?"

"That's what we're going to investigate, who exactly is the person posing as Davira."

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