Second Husband (Tradition of My Husband)

The SK Part 5

~Cita-cy~

"It's so good that Cyra made this cake!" praise the friend who happens to be in a group with her.

They get a group job making cookies by a teacher at his school.

"This time we will definitely win" the spirit of Killa Cyra's best friend while sitting on the bench SMEA.

Cyra attended SMEA and chose a major in gourmet cuisine, she was eager to have a cake shop since childhood and this is one of her efforts to start her career in the future.

Cyra graduated with the best grades, both of her parents supported Cyra's talent and educated her in cooking.

But when sending Cyra his father was a lot of debt in order for their child to get the best school.

after graduating from college, then he knew that his parents had a lot of debt to the Prawiro family.Cyra's parents could not pay their debts, because the Bayu family was also urged to get their children married, inevitably she asks Cyra to marry their second son who has been seriously ill since childhood.

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"Cyra" tap her while calling Cyra.

Cyra didn't make a sound, she didn't want to get out of bed either, she didn't want to meet anyone, she just wanted to get out of this house and forget all those memories, it was quite a heavy burden of longing that he carried alone.

"Mom, leave him alone first, I also want to talk to Mom for a while" Pras said to his mother who was standing at the door of his sister-in-law's room.

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Pras and his mother sat in the garden in front of their house.

"Mom, can I ask you something?" ask Pras.

"By, Son"

"Pras does not want to patronize Mom, but now Cyra needs space to think, she is married at a very young age, and she is in her husband's house when she is in love, I'm sure he's had a very bad shake" Pras said

Lasmi raised her face and looked at her eldest son.

"Do you like Cyra?" ask Lasmi.

"Mom, how can I like him, I even only met him once" elak Pras covered his feelings.

"I'm sorry Mom" Lasmi said.

They ended the conversation and Lasmi left Pras still wanting to sit on the park bench.

"I'm sorry Mom, I have to hide my feelings right now!" batin Pras's.

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"I'm sorry Cyra, ma'am" murmured as she stared at the door of the room she had locked.

"I'm not ready to get married a second time! this heart is still broken because of my husband's departure, did you have to ask me to marry your other child?"

Cyra shut herself in her room, she didn't care about the people in this house, she wanted to calm down for a moment.

tok tok tok tok

"Cyra, it's me, Pras"

Pras knocked on Cyra's room door, trying to talk to her sister-in-law.

"Cyra!" call Pras in a rather loud voice.

"Get out of my room, I don't want to marry you!" shouted Cyra who was convinced that Pras knew the problem of tradition in the Prawiro family.

"Cyra, I know you can't take it, but don't torture yourself, go out and eat so you don't get sick" Pras said.

Pras finally relented this time, he left in front of Cyra's room.

"You think I'm easily persuaded?" cyra screamed while shedding her tears again.

"Ryan, why don't you tell me about the traditions in your family, if I knew, when you left me, maybe I'd end my life and be buried with you"

Now Cyra is not only sad because it holds back the longing, but also sad because the incident one year ago repeated again, a match that he hated so much, it was possible that Cyra could accept it because there was no other man in it, but also because there was no other man in it, now, in the name of Ryan, it will be difficult for him to marry a man he does not love.

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"This girl will be very difficult for me to persuade, I really don't want to force Cyra, but Ryan has left it to me, and I actually like girls like Cyra" Pras propped up his chin with one hand while standing.

Pras thought about how to talk to Cyra, the stubborn girl would be very difficult to talk to by him.

"What, I asked Jasmine to help me? Hopefully he will help me" Pras murmured.

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"Jasmine" called out the figure of the man she had been waiting for in the campus garden.

"Max" Jasmine called out to him.

Maxime, Indonesian and German. A man who was very reliable by Jasmine. For two years they made a friendship, Jasmine and Max were in the medical school.

"Old, really?" said Jasmine.

"Sorry, it was a little jammed in the street"

"A jam on the street, what's stuck in bed, who really talks!" jasmil said, joking.

"Ooo ... Ooo ... Your guess is very telling" Max said with a single glance in his eyes.

"Udah kesudak, do not need to be dramatized deh, basic *****" Jasmine slightly menoyor Maxime and Max rubbed his head as if it was a hard blow.

Ting Ting Ting Ting Ting

"Before a while, Mas Pras called" said Jasmine and somewhat stepped away from Max.

"Hello mas" he said

"Oh, about that, I'll find a good time"

"Let's just calm down, leave it all to me!" Jasmine ended the phone call.

Jasmine promises to petrify her brother in order to talk to Cyra, for her Cyra is not just a sister-in-law but already like her own biological sister, he always felt comfortable with Cyra and when he was with cyra he was free to express his feelings.

"Why?" ask Max.

"It's okay, ordinary Mas Pras just ask where my position is," he explained while saving his phone back.

"we're doing the job now?" said Max.

They both made a pact to do the task of the most annoying killer lecturer, if they were late to collect they could be exposed to maslah.

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"Hopefully this time, jasmine can I count on" Pras returned to work.

His work in Indonesia is quite crowded, he also has to rearrange all his schedules, because in the near future this will be a wedding.

"I have to finish this project immediately, inevitably next week, I have to go back to Australia before marriage, a lot of things I have to do" Pras said.

Praskeback turned on his laptop and he started a virtual meeting with some of his team, Pras who is still pioneering his business, inevitably plunged directly to satisfy the wishes of his client, Pras, sometimes he has to put together a perfect design.

Pras does all this, not just as a job, but indeed his hobby is designing, since childhood Pras really likes to draw and color, but, even when he was five years old he had often participated in coloring and drawing competitions, Pras also painting courses and finally attended the Interior Design major.