Second Husband (Tradition of My Husband)
The SK Part 44
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Night at Lily Complex.
Cyra finished preparing dinner for the two of them, tonight, she made tom yum menu so that the body feels fresher.
Cyra arranged the bowl on the dining table, and began serving tomyum.
Pras who approached him, was impatient to enjoy the cuisine made by his beloved wife, although not yet loved by his wife.
Every time she came home from work, Cyra cleaned herself and made dinner, another thing with Pras, after work, cleaned herself and immediately tidied up their bedroom, so they could sleep very comfortably.
"Good meal" said Cyra.
The two of them enjoyed dinner together, Pras tasted Cyra's cooking, but his gaze remained on the woman sitting in front of him.
Kitchen Group's.
"Mba Cyra, what else?" ask one of the group members via chat group.
"Udah must be the same husband, alas, you are, a true woman!" timpal is one of the other group members.
The friend who started the chat group and asked Cyra what was the same age as Cyra but had worked for two years at the hotel as a noodle maker, he has been single for a year since he married his girlfriend.
Cyra smiled to herself as she continued to stare at her phone, she read every chat without replying to it, sometimes she also giggled herself, making Pras feel strange.
"Is he watching a comedy show? but there was no sound at all!" Pras was curious about his wife's attitude.
Cyra laughed again, this time with lips that were pulled wider than the previous one, looking very happy, making Pras want to know what Cyra saw to laugh amusedly like that.
"Why you? what are you looking at so much to laugh so good?" pras asked curiously.
Cyra just glanced at Pras and slightly raised one eyebrow, he did not reply, Cyra deliberately made Pras curious, he wanted to avenge the incident this morning in the car that made him embarrassed half to death.
Cyra puts her phone on the dinner table, and refocus finishes her dinner.
After dinner, Cyra tidied the dishes and also tidied up the large bowl where the tomyum was stored, while Pras wiped the dining table and tidied up the chair they had been sitting on.
"Awwww!" cyra cried out in pain, sounding in Pras' ears.
The man chuckled unbearably when he saw Cyra rubbing her hand on his forehead while frowning in pain.Pas pity then approached her and brought Cyra an ice bag.
"Compress with this, it must have been very painful!" pras said while holding back laughter.
Cyra grabbed the ice pack violently, she was annoyed Pras laughed at her.
"Cyraaay! why don't you be careful, you're embarrassed!" she closed her eyes while closing both her eyelids.
Cyra compressed her forehead which hit the wall of her own room, because she was not focused on walking.
Pras climbed into the bed when he saw Cyra who also entered their room.
"Other times, if it's the way, don't play the phone, it will be bumped right?!" Pras became pity.
"Partially, what the hell else is being looked at? so, just focus?!" continued Pras who still keeps his curiosity since earlier at the dining table
"Kepoo!" cyra answered until her lips came forward.
Pras pulled the blanket, turned on the AC and grabbed a reading book he had not finished.
Cyra saw Pras who was reading very seriously, Cyra looked at Pras face while continuing to compress his forehead and make it invisible to pay attention to Pras.
"This guy, if he's reading a book looks very serious, when I see the cover of the book does not attract attention, but why does he really like to be interested in the contents of the book?!" Cyra muttered in her heart.
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