
~ Make Plan~
because they get a trial period of one month, Pras and Cyra agree to make a plan to make them get a permanent residence permit together and Cyra can continue to work.
"Well, it's Sunday, we set up a plan that we talked about the other day." Pras took out several sheets of paper that already contained typing.
"Read it!" pras said that he had handed out papers that he had duplicated.
They hold each other's paper in their left hands and hold each other's pencils in their right hands to cross out or add plans.
Cyra read carefully the contents of the paper, she did not want to get stuck, before they moved, Cyra had already crossed out some list of points that she did not receive.
"I explained it first." Pras blocks Cyra's hand movements with his words.
"Points, one, two, three, four and five, can't be bothered! that point is based on you getting permission to work from Mom and Dad thanks to me!" pras.
"But, Mas!" Cyra felt trapped.
"No word but, read it out loud!" pras orders while glancing towards Cyra from the tail of his eyes.
Cyra raised the paper hesitantly, but she saw Pras watching her, Cyra took a deep breath and again lowered her hand.
"Let's read! otherwise, I'll make sure we go back to my in-laws' house again" Pras whispered in Cyra's ear.
Cyra's chest thumped as Pras brought her face closer, making Cyra's face harden without twitching.
Cyra then reads the agreement from point one to point five.
It felt crowded in his heart because Pras made a deal that was quite astonishing for him.
"the loud dong read it, if kayak so where does it sound?" Pras started to insult Cyra.
"There are also!" cry Cyra while pointing.
"here? there's nothing!" pras replied.
"If there's nothing how do you remember it? I could have lied!" cyra.
"No way! I've recorded it in my brain, so now you read it aloud as proof that you've agreed to it." Pras folded his hands on his chest and leaned his body on the sofa.
Cyra took a deep breath, she prepared to read out loud.
"Don't scream! it's harder than that!" he spread out his hand that was covering his ears.
Cyra gave a rough snort, he was tired of being played with by Pras, wanting it to feel like he rolled up the paper that had ten sheets in his hand, then threw it into Pras' face.
Side of the paper already included by Cyra the ranking resisted the annoyance.
"Point one, call Mas, wherever you are, Point two, pick up every day and wherever you go, point three opens your heart, point four serves your husband as a wife, by not touching each other, by not touching each other, point five dinner together every Sunday night!" cyra.
those points should all be very light to work on, but since Cyra already put a dislike in her heart for Pras, making running simple things very difficult like going to work on the UN problem.
"Points, they are to be carried out, I do not want anything to be missed, and for those five points, the explanation is behind the paper, study them carefully and practice them on me.
Cyra squeezed back, but this time, she squeezed her own hand.
Pras went and went back to the bedroom, saw Pras walking very happily, made Cyra upset and started to curse Pras.
"Baseless heartless man! people in the paper love continues from yesterday, not in the love of cocholate even in the file love stacking like this!" Cyra stood up and she immediately kept the paper of the agreement on the table.
An irritated Cyra goes to the back garden and starts watering the plants to comfort her.
"Only plants can help me to dispel sadness and share happiness." Cyra sprayed the plants with a water hose.
Pras peeked out from behind the window of their room, he saw his wife grumbling alone while watering the plants.
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