Second Husband (Tradition of My Husband)
The SK Part 33
~ Complex Lily ~
Pras from the morning was very busy, in addition to taking care of his work in the office, he was also preparing something.
"Pak Pras, for the meeting is ready, all employees are waiting for you!" Bagas met Pras in the workroom.
"Well, I'll be there soon, start first with Jessica," Pras said without looking at her secretary.
Pras chose a male secretary, so as not to cause slander and avoid attraction to the opposite sex.
Pras quickly finished his task, he was checking the list on his shopping list.
"Done!" Pras got up and walked out of the room.
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"Happy cooking class." Cyra gives encouragement to aspiring assistant chefs.
The first day Cyra taught face-to-face, Cyra was happy to be face-to-face with aspiring assistant chefs, she felt this was her first experience as an offline trainer.
"It turned out to be so much fun, I was so moved to be able to stand in a room this big, as a cooking class teacher!" inner Cyra while continuing to enjoy the scenery in front of her eyes.
The participants looked happy, some of them even gave me a keepsake, and some others gave Cyra their own hand-made dishes.
The freedom given to her, she will carefully guard, Cyra just wants to carve out achievements, wants to make himself proud as well as his parents in heaven, he said, although there is a little disappointment in his heart because his parents make him pay off debt, but Cyra still loves his late parents.
"Cyra!" call George.
Cyra immediately approached the boss, they faced each other, Cyra looked at George with a slight upturn in his face, George who was taller than Cyra, was seen hiding his joy, when Cyra had to look up.
"This is your access card, use this to enter the hotel and open the door you have to enter, from the kitchen door, the warehouse door, and others related to your duties!" George explained in great detail.
Cyra saw an access card, a card that could make her a full-time employee and be acknowledged starting today.
"Me, back to work, thank you, Mr. George!" Cyra smiled faintly before turning her face away and returning to work.
George really enjoyed the smile that Cyra threw at him, even if it was just an ordinary smile, but to him it was very beautiful.
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"I wonder what Cyra is doing! if I call, she won't pick it up, so better, I'll just send her a message!" Pras opened the mailbox and sent his wife a short message.
'Go back to work, I'll pick you up, I have something to show you.'
Pras immediately sent his message, he then returned to work after the meeting with the employees was completed.
Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok
Someone knocked on Pras' door.
"Please enter!" pras said from inside the room.
"Pras, it's lunch time, do you want to have lunch with me?" ask Jessica.
"Sorry Jess, I can't, I still have a lot of work to do, and I, too, have ordered lunch online." Pras kicking Jessica.
"Alright, I'll have lunch with the employees." Jessica turned her body.
"Jess!" call Pras
"What is he, changing his mind?" jessica asked in her heart.
Jessica turned her body and looked at Pras with a smile.
"Thank you, you have helped me so far, you are indeed my best and most reliable friend!" Pras gave his thumbs up and smiled widely.
Jessika simply returned Pras' smile, without commenting with the words Pras gave her. Jessica came out of Pras's room.
"If you are that proud of me! why don't you ever look at me! I don't need your thanks, all I need is your feelings for me!" jessica's inner self before closing the door to the room of the man who had always been in her heart.
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Cyra looked at her phone before eating her lunch menu.
"Prass!" whispered Cyra while looking at the message that Pras sent for her.
Cyra replied to Pras' message, then she opened some food boxes given to her.
"Because I got a lot of food, we ate together, we both tasted the cuisine of friends who have cooked special today!" Cyra spoke while scooping some food, and was followed by others.
Cyra shared the food she obtained, this attitude, made the others happy with Cyra's existence, Cyra's figure could be a role model for them, even though Cyra with them was not the same age, but familiarity can be created amidst the age difference.
It's fun, eating with friends, telling stories about funny or sad experiences, telling stories about ourselves, making the mood even happier.
The new happiness felt by Cyra, all this time he could only be confined in the palace of the Prawiro family.
"Thank God, I can feel the atmosphere of gathering together with friends, hopefully this is a good start for me!" Cyra hopes to have an increasingly beautiful and happy future.
"Cyra, do you have a boyfriend?" ask one of his friends.
"Hmmm ... that!" Cyra was confused as to how to answer it.
"I'm sure he must have had a girlfriend, beautiful and clever, it's clear many men are waiting in line to be his girlfriend, right Cyra?" ulfa said one of the chefs.
"No, I'm actually married, but my husband is sick and dies." Cyra showed her sad face.
They all feel guilty and sad about the situation of Cyra who turns out to be a widow.
Hearing Cyra's statement, someone had something she had obtained, information that was quite valuable to her.
He immediately went out of the hotel and drove his car.
"I, going to find out all about you, what I say, is the key to changing her heart! I wouldn't want George to give his heart to an obscure woman like you!"
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Pras headed to the hotel where Cyra worked, he was so happy, that along the way whistled.
Pras can't wait to take Cyra to the place he's prepared for.
"I hope this is the first step to building a happy home!" Pras said with hope.
Pras called Cyra when he was in the hotel parking lot.
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"I'll go home first!" Cyra waved her hand.
Cyra walks towards the elevator, but unexpectedly there she meets George.
"Will you go home?" ask George.
"Dad!" the answer.
"Should I take you?" George offered me a ride.
"No need! I've been picked up." answered Cyra.
the elevator doors opened, Cyra and George exited the elevator.
"i'll go first, excuse me!" Cyra bidding.
but it turns out that George followed Cyra's steps.
"Who picked her up, I was curious!" George sneaking.
Cyra got into Pras' car, Pras gave his smile.
"Is he her boyfriend? but it looks a lot different!" George was curious.
The car that Cyra got into shot up fast.
"Where are we going?" ask Cyra.
"just come!" pras replied.
they both headed to a complex that looks like elite housing, Cyra was very impressed with the houses lined neatly, magnificent, beautiful and beautiful.
Pras stopped his car in front, one of the magnificent houses in Javanese style.
"Whose house? it's nice to have a house" asked Cyra and admired the design.
"Down, and we see, whose house it is!" Pras closed the car door.
Cyra and Pras walked into the house, Cyra was more impressed and fascinated because of the unique design of the house, Cyra also saw a very beautiful kitchen in European style.
"Waaao, that's so pretty!" amazed by walking around the kitchen.
"Who is the owner?" ask Cyra.
"Picture of the owner hanging in the family room, get out of the kitchen, turn right and turn left, see who the owner is!" pras shouted as he walked towards the second ramps.
Cyra followed Pras' orders, she walked towards the family room.
Cyra looked at the wall and was surprised to see a photo hanging there.
"Th-That?! isn't that it?!" Cyra pointed towards the photo and she was speechless.
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Hi friends, thank you for reading my work, continue to follow the continuation of the story of Cyra and Pras, the more interesting the story.
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