Second Husband (Tradition of My Husband)

The SK Part 32

~Spicy Writings 2 ~

Cyra broke through the table, then he crossed off some of the points that Pras had already made, with great consideration.

"It! this is! this is! this is! it's!" Cyra keeps crossing.

"Some of the points I scribbled, meant I didn't agree! some points I don't cross, I agree! but remember! never fuck around! Don't touch me and don't expect me to love you!" Cyra gave an affirmation to Pras.

still annoyed with Pras entering the room without knocking on the door again, Cyra after finishing speaking, she left Pras still stunned by Cyra's behavior and words.

Cyra closed the door of the room she had just entered, Cyra took a quick step and went towards the kitchen.

"Non! wh why? kok, the rich face of a man sprains so!" aunt said ask.

"No, nothing Bi, again not good enough times the mood, so let my Mood improve, I make a snack for Father and Mother to mengetuh later in the afternoon." Cyra put out some cooking ingredients, she would make Rogue milk, cheese and processed beef.

"Aunt help, no!" aunt volunteered to help.

Cyra provides some vegetable ingredients for stuffing.

"Tiny dice cut huh Bi! I'm going to saute the ground meat first." Cyra then tied her hair up, so as not to contaminate the food and her hair does not block it, looks neckline belongs to Cyra, beauty is increasingly radiated.

"Bi later if it's been, in the wash, continue to love me yes, want me to stir-fry also the problem!" Cyra gave the order again.

"Group Mistress!" Auntie spoke a little joking.

Cyra, who was in a bad mood, laughed again, because of cooking and accompanied by Aunt, the housekeeper, the cooking section.

In the house of Lasmi and Bayu, have three domestic assistants, and four security guards to keep watch alternately, two people shift morning until evening, which is two people shift afternoon until morning.

"Bi! not yet, if I did, would I get a job?" ask Cyra

"No, Non! Aunty does not like to nimbrung, other home assistants also do not like to listen to the talk of Mr and Madam!" aunty said honestly

"So, Non Cyra, is it working now?" Aunt smiled happily.

Aunty, who is a household assistant who always understands Cyra, she is often the place where Cyra leans, it feels like getting a mother's affection.

"Have you come home?" lasmi asked while taking the water.

"Here you go, ma'am" he answered briefly.

"What by working outside, you can still take care of Pras? taking care of a husband is a wife's duty! don't let it be just because of money, you're ignoring your obligations!" Lasmi left Cyra after she finished speaking.

Cyra stopped her chopping hand, she was really upset by the attitude and manner of her mother-in-law's speech that always stuck out to her.

"Can't she be gentle to me! why keep saying spicy! every day he ate chili peppers so his mouth was like that!" Cyra was upset, so she didn't realize she was talking rudely about her mother-in-law.

"Cyra, who is patient, Madam is so, but she is actually very kind and caring!" Aunt patted Cyra on the shoulder.

"Why do they always say, if the woman is loving and caring, while the reality I get, she is a heartless woman!" Cyra was upset with her mother-in-law's attitude.

Being a daughter-in-law in a prominent family, being a daughter-in-law in a family with Raden status, did make Cyra unable to move freely, plus Lasmi and Bayu often criticized and scolded him.

"Bi, as long as I am, here, I have never heard the slightest bit of them criticize auntie?!" ask Cyra wonder.

"That's because you've instilled dislike in them first, so you think all the babbling and nagging that comes out of their mouth is a criticism, their anger or dislike for your presence! try to think from a different point of view, aunty sure, you will understand them!" aunt smiled meaningfully at Cyra.

Cyra began to try to think from another point of view, while continuing to process the cuisine, but somehow, all the same, it was no good for Cyra.

"G ... Ahwww!" Cyra screamed in pain.

Pras who was about to go to the kitchen, heard his wife yell and immediately ran, when he got there, he saw Cyra was complaining in pain, his hands reddish.

"Cyras! you all right?" Pras immediately grabbed Cyra's hand and took her to the sink to flush Cyra's hand with water.

"If cooking, don't daydream, it can be dangerous!" Pras cleans Cyra's wounds.

"No...need!" Cyra is late, Pras is missing from his sight.

the aunt who saw the romantic scene kept smiling, she was happy to see Pras, who was so worried about Cyra.

"Auntie! I'm injured, I'm even a pleasure man! so wicked smile!" cyra Protest.

"Auntie, it's not good to see you, injured! but Auntie, it's nice to see Den Pras, such attention!" Aunt smiles again pleasure.

Cyra pursed her lips even more, while having an annoyed face.

Pras returned to the kitchen, he brought a box of P3K to treat Cyra's hand.

Pras took out alcohol to sterilize the wound, then gave it red medicine and bandaged it with a bandage.

Cyra and Bibi, paying attention to the way Pras treated the wounds, the handsome face was really perfect, and as a man Pras was also very concerned for his wife.

"Hmmm .. have you always been like this to every woman?" ask Cyra with a little glancing.

"Hmmm .. true! but not just to women, to anyone who's hurt, if I'm there, I'll definitely help him!" Pras spoke while hooking the plaster in the bandage that bandaged Cyra's wound.

"Done!" Pras took his hand off.

"Later in the night, I'll treat you again!" pras said while tidying up the finished medicine used back into the box.

"No need! I can do it myself!" cyra refused.

"Don't accept rejection, don't you remember our agreement?!" pras asked as he looked at Cyra's face from the corner of his eye.

Cyra was very upset, all rejected and the reason for the agreement.

Cyra could no longer take out a word from her mouth, Pras finished tidying up the medicine box, he immediately left Cyra.

Aunty was still happy, even now she was more excited, Cyra felt, everyone in this house, supported Pras' feelings to her.

"Why does everyone agree to marry me! and he's the golden boy in this family!" chirp Cyra.

"Even! because Den Pras is the golden child in this family, it requires that he, marry a woman, all right, a sincere hearted woman, and be beautiful like you!" puji Aunty.

Cyra became increasingly clueless.

"If they think I'm the best! they should have treated me very well, not every day to make my mood worse!" lambasted.

"Here, go back to the cooking, later if you understand, we discuss again!"

Aunty's words, put a big question mark on Cyra's heart.

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. hi friends all thanks for reading my work,, continue to follow the continuation of the story Cyra and Pras, the more interesting the story.

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