Second Husband (Tradition of My Husband)

The SK Part 62

~Testu Uninvited~

Cyra could not answer the question posed by Pras. He can only be silent.

"You don't want to answer?" ask Pras.

"of course. How can I answer that question, all the answers benefit you." His protest.

"Favorable only for me?" pras asked pointing at himself.

"Listen this is for the good of both of us. If Mom and Dad knew that our relationship was not progressing. We'll go back to their homes. You will be asked to quit your job." Pras resuscitated Cyra.

Cyra still couldn't answer. He will definitely feel uncomfortable if he sleeps by hugging.

"As far as you are." Resenting.

"Then. I'll hug you." Pras choosing.

"Look at you taking advantage." Cyra did not accept.

"Yes, you're holding me." Pras changed his choice.

"Well, whatever. All benefit Mas Pras. Choose according to your choice."

Cyra was about to get up from her seat. However, Messages held him back.

"Sit down." Pinta Pras's.

Cyra sat back in her chair. He looked back at Pras.

"I'm sorry. Listen to me now, this is the last question that will define our relationship going forward." Pras became very serious.

Cyra became very nervous looking at her husband's very serious expression.

Pras took a breath before starting his conversation.

"Cyra, I love you. Do you want to accept my love?" pras asked while tightly holding Cyra's two hands.

Cyra became stiff. Her lips were Kelu and she could not answer a single word.

"Cyra, our relationship depends on your answer. I don't want to force you to live with me if you don't want to." Pras seemed to be in despair.

"Mas, can I ask you a question?" cyra said that instead of answering instead wanted to ask.

"Please."

"Mas, since when do you love me?" ask Cyra.

"Since Ryan always told me about you. He seemed to have prepared you for me. He's been talking all the time, he's just talking about you. At that time I was intrigued and always listened to what Ryan was saying." Pras Stories.

"Are you sure it's love?" ask Cyra again.

"I'm sure. Because it is love. I always wanted to see you. You were prepared for me in the first place, but I couldn't leave college and my business in Australia. Makes you have to know Ryan first. I thank you Cyra. You've given me love for the rest of my sister's life." Pras.

Cyra wiped her tears and sighed to regulate her emotions.

"Mas, I'll accept you. I will open my heart and learn to love you. I'll defend this household." Cyra crying.

Pras got up from his seat. She approached Cyra and immediately hugged the woman she loved so much. Pras calms his wife's heart so that she will no longer cry.

"From now on. Make our days full of love." Pras cupped Cyra's face with both hands and then kissed his wife's forehead.

Pras wiped Cyra's tears. " Don't cry anymore. Your beauty will be reduced." Goda Pras's.

Cyra smiled and blushed in embarrassment. They embraced back. Warmth may soon intertwine with time as their hearts give love to each other.

Pras unraveled his embrace as he wanted to kiss his wife again, but the sound of the bell rang. Unexpected guests ruin their moment which is almost going to be a romantic moment.

"What's Alexa?" ask Pras.

"No, he said he'd be back next week." Cyra spoke and wiped away the remains of her tears.

"I'll look ahead." Pras stood up and walked into the front room.

Pras opened the door of his house and was shocked to see the circus troupe coming to his house.

"Pras, how are you? My family's aunt apologized for visiting." Yuni basa stale.

"Please come in, Om, Auntie, Kinan." Pras got away from the door and walked towards the living room.

"It's good that your house is too." Praise Jarwo for looking at the living room.

"Sit down first. I call Cyra." Pras went straight to see Cyra who was still sitting in the dining room.

The Jarwo family looked around the living room.

"It should be on display there a photo of me and Mas Pras, not with Cyra." Kinan looked at the photo on the wall of the living room.

"Don't be loud, they'll hear. Our plans can fall apart. Just be patient in a minute." Yuni calmed her daughter.

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Pras meets Cyra who is still sitting.

"Who, Mum?" cyra asked when she saw Pras coming.

"There's Om Jarwo and his family." Pras approached Cyra.

"Oh yeah? Thank God they finally came to our house. I miss them so much." Cyra eagerly moved from her seat and met her Omnya family.

"Cyra, if you realize. You will not be happy to welcome their presence. You are plain." Pras immediately followed his wife.