Second Husband (Tradition of My Husband)

SK Part 4's

Cyra prepares lunch for all family members. Cyra does help Mbok Tar take care of the house.

"Cyra after the meal, come with me, there's something I want to talk about" Lasmi said without looking at Cyra.

Cyra feels it's also her chance to talk to her mother-in-law about what she's planning to do in the future.

They all enjoy lunch served at the dinner table, most of this cuisine is made by Cyra, this good cooking woman who once aspired to open a food store, but because she had to get married, she said, all his ideals just vanished.

"Hmmm .. Mbok Tar's cooking seems to have gotten better, it feels so impressive when this food enters my mouth." praises Pras while continuing to chew the food in his mouth.

"This is the cuisine of Sister Cyra, Mbok Tar the cuisine is still the same .. flat..," said Jasmin as he continued to devour the food on his plate.

Everyone enjoyed what Cyra cooked, but her parents-in-law always hid her admiration for Cyra.

"Taste the usual, just like Mbok Tar!" asserted their mother.

"But it's good Mama Cyra's cooking, Mom!" bela Jasmin's.

"Stop it! just eat no need to comment on the cuisine in front of us!" Bayu was upset to see his son and his wife arguing about the taste of cooking.

Since the beginning of Bayu and Lasmi married, Lasmi never could cook, so Lasmi never commented on the taste of anyone's cuisine, while Bayu in order to maintain the feelings of his wife, Lasmi, he never commented on the taste of anyone's cooking. Both husbands and wives do have a very high mutual respect, but unfortunately they still raise their egos and prestige.

Pras who saw his parents always get along, always support each other and always love each other made him also want to build a household like that, but unfortunately he had to marry the wife of his late sister. Pras does not know how his home life will be.

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Cyra and Lasmi are now in Cyra's room, they both speak four eyes there.

"Mom, Cyra also has something to talk to Mom about" Cyra said timidly.

"You talk first!" lasmi's orders.

"But, Mom," said Cyra.

"I said, you talk first!" lasmi urged to his son-in-law.

"Be good." Cyra sighed deeply before starting the conversation.

"The Iddah Cyra period will be over soon, Cyra begs permission to live independently out there ...,"

"Can't!" when he heard the words of his son-in-law, Lasmi knew where Cyra was going this time.

"But, Madam ... Listen to Cyra first" Cyra said desperately.

"Cyra, did Ryan never tell you that in this family there is a tradition that is done hereditary?" ask Lasmi.

"T-tradition? hereditary?" Cyra shook her head not understanding what her in-laws were talking about.

"You should know Cyra, we'll marry you to Pras, after your Iddah is over!" lasmi.

Cyra was struck by lightning in his chest, Ryan and he never really talked about the tradition in his family.

"But Mom, Cyra wants to live independently and to calm down, losing the man that I love so much is not easy if it continues to be in this house" Cyra's lips began to tremble, his heart rumbled like a great rain was sitting in there.

Cyra rested at Lasmi's feet, tightly holding her mother-in-law's hands together, Cyra cried loudly, now her face was flooded with tears.

"Mom, let go of Cyra this time" she asked in a very heavy voice.

"Sorry Cyra, I can't grant your wish!" Lasmi spoke loudly.

"Mom, I'm a woman, Mum too, I'm sure I know very well what it's like to lose someone we love, I'm sure, too, You must often imagine the presence of Ryan that fills every corner of the memories in this house!" Cyra tried to make her in-laws melt.

Cyra really could not afford to live in the shadow of her late husband who was always clearly visible in her eyes.

The memories felt tormenting his inner self, he was already unable to cry anymore every night holding back the longing.

"I said, NO!" Lasmi yells at Cyra and throws her down until her daughter-in-law slips to the floor.

Lasmi walks out of Cyra's room with a tight hold in her heart.

Pras sees his mother coming out of Ryan's room, he sees her mother's sad face.

"I know Ma'am, your heart must hurt asking Cyra to marry me, I know Mom loves Cyra but covers her" Pras noticed her mother's attitude, Lasmi with both hands placed on her chest held back her sadness.