Second Husband (Tradition of My Husband)

The SK Part 41

~Cooperation~

Cyra and Pras agreed with the division of their duties in taking care of the house, ranging from washing clothes and dishes, cooking, shopping, mopping the floor, sweeping, even to their sleeping hours.

They deliberately set the hours of sleep so as not to be late to work and can still take care of the house together.

"Where's the broom?" pras asked Cyra who was washing dishes in the kitchen.

"On the front porch of the mas, same as the garbage scrap." Cyra told Pras the position of the broom and the garbage raid.

The clock was showing at six in the morning, they after bathing and breakfast together immediately rushed to tidy up the house according to the division of duties, Cyra every morning got the task of washing dishes, cooking rice, cooking breakfast, cooking breakfast, all tasks of the.

Pras was in charge of sweeping the entire room, wiping the dining table, and mopping the floor, watering the plants.

All the divisions have been divided as fair as possible, Cyra's kitchen affairs, Pras house cleaning affairs, all monitored by Lasmi and Bayu from CCTV camera footage.

All of them recorded except the bedroom and also the family room, according to the two parents it was an intimate place for a married couple, they understand because they had already felt how drunk love.

"It's all done?" Pras wiped away the sweat that was pouring down his forehead and neck.

"It's over, I change clothes first, just get ready to go to work." Cyra ran straight into the room.

Pras checked the kitchen area, the stove was extinguished, he entered his room.

"I take a shower first, it feels sultry after exercising." Pras goes into the bathroom, while Cyra is in the locker room which is near by a curtain.

"Congrat .. raga? by when? since then isn't he home and cleaning up?!" Cyra turned her head to the right.

He was confused, Pras said he had finished exercising, while he was at home.

Cyra finished wearing a shirt, he came out of the dressing room and it turned out that Pras also came out from inside the bathroom with just a towel that was coiled around his waist, making Cyra can see the upper part of his sixpack like a bodybuilder athlete.

Cyra could not even blink her eyes, she could not control her eyes that were enchanted by the beauty of Pras' body.

"Let'soooo!" cry Cyra who is late.

"Learnest scream! I'm happy to see the new person's body screaming!" pras chirped as he passed and entered the changing room.

Cyra instantly came back embarrassed, he really could not control himself if he was around Pras, he did not understand why so, he did not, when growing seeds of love between Cyra and Ryan was not like this.

"Cyra ... Cyra ... clear your mind!" Cyra smacks her own head while cursing herself.

Pras finished with the preparation to go to work, he followed Cyra who had been waiting for him on the porch of the house, they would go to work together and go home together as written in the letter of agreement.

Cyra got in the car and she bent her face still feeling embarrassed.

"Why was he bent so much on the face?" pras asked as he continued driving his car.

"Not what!" answer Cyra briefly.

"Shame on having seen the husband's own bodygoal?" ledek Pras's.

"Iish .. Who is ashamed, there is also a shameful mas kali!" cyra said while looking at Pras.

"Then why?" Pras replies to Cyra's gaze until their eyes meet each other.

"So because of mas, ngaku-ngaku abis by raga, but from earlier in the house ajah." Cyra's lips.

"Heiii .. You think doing homework, like sweeping, mopping, wiping the table is light work and not sweating?" pras concluded with a question.

"Hmmm ... Yeah, it's true, but when do you exercise?" ask Cyra who's still not connected.

"Yes that's Cyra! sports, sports by tidying up the house, is the same, right?!" pras tried to make Cyra understand.

"Cih ..where there is!" annoyed Cyra and threw away face from looking at Pras.

"You mean, less the game! do not know, if cleaning the house including light exercise?! hemm!" Pras views Cyra and Cyra can only silence the loser against Pras' words.

Pras touched Cyra's head and stroked her hair, Cyra's face immediately red and she immediately hid it by turning her face towards the car window.

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continue to follow the continuation of the story of Cyra and Pras, there are also spices in this novel that is the love story of Jasmine and Maxime.

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