Second Husband (Tradition of My Husband)

The SK Part 34

~Marriage Gifts~

Cyra was surprised to see the photo hanging above the wall of the family room, Cyra pointed towards the photo.

"Th-That?! isn't that it?! that photo?" Cyra pointed towards the photo and she was speechless.

"That's a wedding photo, whose bride is constantly pouting, not showing the look of her happy face!" Pras comes and surprises Cyra.

Cyra turned her body and now she looked at each other with Pras standing before her.

"This house?!" Cyra hesitated to continue her words.

"True ... This is our house, I bought it for us to stay, so that you can do whatever you want, without anyone getting in the way, but stick to the rules!" clearly Pras is long.

Cyra wanted to develop her smile but she said, she did not want Pras to see her happy look.

"Later, if I'm happy he'll go to the geeran again! I don't want him to feel like he's winning!" Cyra spoke in her heart, as she hardened her jaw holding back her smile.

"If you are happy, do not have to hold, later even stomach pain!" pras said while confirming the position of their photos.

"What's the connection, happy with the stomach ache!" the upset.

"There's dong! because it's holding a smile!" pras said that does not connect.

Pras knows Cyra is happy with the house she bought for them to live in, maybe his face can be held back, but the look in his eyes still speaks.

Pras walked into the kitchen, he took out some cooking ingredients and lit the stove to process it.

Cyra noticed the way Pras used the kitchen utensils, he was stunned to see the shrewdness of Pras's hand cutting, chopping and slicing.

"This guy?! why is he so shrewd? is he a school chef?" whispered Cyra who admired Pras from afar.

Pras started sauteing some ingredients, just cooking it he looks really cool in Cyra's eyes.

"Cyras! remember that! you love Ryan! you can't betray him! even though he's gone, he's still the husband you admit!" Cyra tries to neutralize her feelings and returns to normal as usual.

Pras finished with his struggle in the kitchen, he then prepared dishes, poured his cooking and put it on the bar table in the kitchen.

"Don't just stay there! eat quickly! it'll be cold, I've cooked it, so we'll have dinner together here!" invite Pras while preparing a chair for Cyra to sit down.

The perfect man to be the ideal husband, the dream of all women.

Cyra sat in the chair that Pras had provided, they ate together only two tonight.

"After dinner, we go home, we talk about our plan to live together alone with Mom and Dad." Pras spoke while scooping the rice on his plate.

"If Mom and Dad disagree?" ask Cyra.

"We'll see! if they agree, our first covenant must be kept, serve me as husband, and accept our marriage, then execute the marriage covenant that you signed yesterday!" pras.

Cyra could only keep quiet this time, the last time Pras managed to persuade his parents to allow Cyra to work, after which, now living alone, Pras managed to persuade his parents to allow her to work, as Cyra wished and they had also agreed on dinner at the hotel, so Cyra could not refuse.

"Don't be dumb, keep eating." Pras ordered.

"Where did you learn to cook?" ask Cyra curiously.

"I lived away from my parents, about eight years ago, so I had to get used to living independently, so I could do homework, from small things to big things" Pras said.

Cyra grew even more amazed, but as usual she only responded with a flat expression.

"Why? are you amazed by my cooking skills?! it's nothing, I'll show you later after we stay here!" pras said with a tone that sounded bragging.

"It's normal!" cyra answered a little.

"I can't believe it!" pras chirps while looking at Cyra.

Cyra started to look awkward as Pras looked at her, she tried to cover up her expression, she was still reluctant to admit Pras's prowess.

Pras just smiled faintly, he did not expect, it turned out that Cyra was starting to be fascinated with him.

Pras is convinced that Cyra will soon love her as she once did who is slowly beginning to love Ryan.

"Let's go home!" bring Pras.

As Cyra reluctantly comes out of their new home, Pras sees it.

Pras approaching. "We go home first, after that we prepare to move here! I promise!"

Cyra looked at both of Pras's eye beads, he saw Pras' earnestness as well as confidence.

Cyra nodded and followed Pras out of the house they would occupy later.

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Alexa reached her parents' house, because she was a teenager, making her have to live in the house of both parents, unlike Alex, her brother who already lives apart from the family.

Alexa stomped her feet as she walked up the stairs to her bedroom.

"Why are you so upset?" ask a man with a heavy voice.

"It's okay!" the answer is origin without caring about the presence of his father.

"But, tanya! why are you upset?!" Henri raised his tone, making his beloved daughter stop stepping and go down the stairs quickly.

Alexa immediately hugged his father's burly body, a body that is always trained muscles every day.

"White!" the cringing tone began to sound.

"Why?" ask Henri.

"Sister George! she likes women!" said Alexa.

"Loh! good dong, means he's a normal guy." Henri pretended not to know how Alexa felt about George.

"Xa, like brother George Pih!" Alexa started to continue her journey.

"The wean already knows, baby!" Henri took off Alexa's embrace.

"How does Papih know? Xa, never told you!" abugn.

"Xa, you are Papih's son, Papih and Mamih knows how you feel!" a woman appeared with a tray in her hand.

"Mamih?! Mama knows too?" Alexa is not believing.

"Xa, Mamih who gave birth and raised you! it is fitting that we understand my feelings, like earlier for example, Papih can feel the irritation you feel, just by a loud bang from your feet!" obviously Marry.

Henri and Marry, having two children, Alex the first child and Alexa their second child, had planned to have one more child, but facing Alexa's behavior policy made them undo it.

Henri, a former great wrestler, retired and chose to take care of his business alone in the sports arts, his burly body, making people who saw him become afraid when dealing with him, he said, marry was fascinated by her husband's body.

"Let's just relax, Papih's already planning something for you and George!" henri said with a mysterious smile.

Alexa believes in Henri's words, Henri is her first love, she even greatly admires his Papih.

Alexa hugged Henri and peeked at one of his cheeks.

"Xa, believe the same Papih and Mamih!" said Alexa.

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