The Holy Love of Amayra

Chapters 192. Insecure

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"Hoaamm..." Amayra yawned, she opened her eyes slowly. He had just woken up from his deep sleep in Satria's arms.

The morning prayer woke up Amayra. She saw her husband still asleep. "Mas, it's dawn.." Amayra shook her husband's body while waking him up.

Satria opened her eyes slowly. "Hem.. Is it dawn?" Satria glanced at his wife who was already sitting on the bed.

"Yes Mas. We pray dawn yuk,"

"Umm.iya." said Satria as he spread his hand. "Uhhhh, my body," complained Satria as she felt her hands and body ache.

"Why Mas? Achy huh?" Amayra looked at her husband anxiously.

"It's okay, baby,"

"It's because I slept in your body, huh? I'm a massage, huh, Mas?" amayra asked her husband. He felt guilty for making Satria sore.

"May, I'll get a massage. But now we pray at dawn."

"Yes Mas" replied Amayra with a frown.

"That's not it, baby. I go to the bathroom first, you prepare a sarong, a peci and warm tea for me yes." Satria said to his wife.

Amayra nodded with a smile. She saw her husband go into the bathroom to get water while taking a bath. The woman took the veil and put it on. He came out of his room, then went to the kitchen to get hot water and brew tea.

She saw Diana making something in the kitchen. "Sir Diana,"

"Eh May? What do you want?" diana asked as she blabbed coffee in a glass with a spoon.

"I want to make tea for Satria. I'll make coffee for Bram, okay?" Amayra asked back.

Diana looked towards Amayra, "Heem, she already wants coffee at this hour. Can I make you some tea?"

"Do not, sister, I make it myself" replied the pregnant woman with a smile.

"OKAY. I'm first, May," Diana picked up the coffee that was ready to be served on a small plate.

Amayra looked confused. Then she called back Diana. "Sister.."

"Yes?" Diana turned to Amayra.

"Sister's okay, right? Brother no problem?" amayra asked worriedly with Diana who had recently become quiet and sometimes she was easily angry.

"I'm okay, why me?" Diana asked Amayra.

"Ah. Nothing, sister, I just asked." replied Amayra did not want to extend her chat with Diana. When she picked up the signal from Diana's unfriendly countenance, she looked judes uncharacteristic.

Diana just left and didn't talk anymore. He also seems unwilling to talk to Amayra. The woman climbed the stairs with coffee, her face looked sad and hurt.

"God, why do I have this envy of Amayra? Patience Diana..patience.." Diana rubbed her chest with one hand. His heart still hopes he quickly has a baby with Bram, but his prayers are still not fulfilled.

After the morning prayer, it does not feel like it is morning. Everyone gathered at the dinner table for breakfast. Amayra and Dewi prepared breakfast. I don't know why Amayra wants to cook for everyone.

He cooked a special fried rice egg and sausage. Until the food was smelled to the dining table.

"Well, the aunt tumben his cooking is very fragrant," Cakra smiled while sniffing the smell of cooking that uploads his taste.

"Yes, he usually cooks not until this rent." said Nilam who was surprised. She knew the Goddess' cooking did not smell like this.

Shortly after, Dewi came and brought a tray containing 4 dishes of fried rice. He presented it to the table. Amayra was also behind him, he brought 3 dishes of fried rice and served them on the dining table.

"It looks like Dewi bi cuisine is delicious," Bram prepared to eat the fried rice. He's already holding his spoon.

"Taste me is good sir." said Dewi with a smile.

"Hehe this isn't my cooking, non Mayra is cooking."

Nilam smiled looking at Amayra, "The smell was good. Yes, Amayra is a cooking pinter anyway. Amayra can also make a really good cake at that time," Nilam praised the daughter-in-law of his stepson. But his gaze was pointed sharply at Diana.

Fortunately Satria, he got a good woman even from a poor family. But she is smart and also gets pregnant fast. Not like my son-in-law.

Why did Nilam see me like that?. Diana felt uncomfortable.

Diana is not good at cooking like Amayra, her cooking ability is also not good. Even Bram who had just learned to cook, could cook better than him. This was where Diana started insecure again with herself.

"Is that really Ma? Amayra makes cookies?" ask the Cakra who doesn't know

"Eh. opa make no mistake, Mayra is also good at making ice cream time at school first. Everyone, even the teachers, praised Mayra, saying Mayra could be a chef." Anna commends Amayra.

"Well.hebat dong. May, next time if you have time.You make papa a cake? Papa wants a chip." Pinta Cakra is friendly to Amayra.

"Yes Pa, May will make it." Amayra said with a smile, then she sat down next to her husband.

"Diana, you too. Your husband's time continues to be cooked with others, he must also want to eat his wife's cooking" Nilam ketus said to his daughter-in-law.

"Bram doesn't mind Ma, after all Bram and Diana can still order food outside." Bram defends his wife.

"Ordering food outside is not always good Bram, if you no longer have money how? Want to eat out? Scatter your money away," Nilam stared cynically at Diana.

"Keep why Ma? It's not a problem to waste money, I have a lot of money. Diana also has a salary and-"

Nilam cut off Bram's words, "Bram, you're not exactly saying yes. Mama just told your wife to learn how to cook for your good too. Shame dong chick can not cook, let alone already be a wife. If you don't want to learn to cook from others, learn from Amayra only if she has time."

The atmosphere of that morning became tense as Nilam kept talking about Amayra and Diana. Amayra and Satria were also uncomfortable with Nilam's remarks to Diana.

Satria remembered when Nilam always said ketus and treated Amayra harshly. He felt sorry for Diana.

Bram raises his eyebrows, he looks angry."Ma, mama why the hell-"

Diana held Bram's hand, asking that her husband be quiet and not return the words Nilam felt had passed.

"Yes Ma, Diana will learn to cook. For Bram and for everyone in the house" Diana said with a bitter smile.

That situation was successfully resolved when everyone finished their breakfast and started the activity as usual. Anna, Amayra and Satria were still in front of the house. "Om, I'm hitching a ride to college!"

"Why? You weren't picked up by that big ass boy?" Satria Sindir to Anna who lately often picked up by Ken.

"No more, he's permission to go to college today."

"Well, you even know where Ken went. So, your relationship is getting closer, huh?" amayra asked with a smile.

"Ehem," Satria cleared her throat. He's upset that Amayra's talking about Ken.

"Don't be angry dong papa utun" said Amayra while holding her husband's hand with spoiled.

Anna is astonished to see Amayra who now looks different to Satria. Since Amayra's pregnancy changed a lot, she so often dress up and spoiled on her om.

"Om, is this the Mayra I know?" anna asked with a small laugh.

"Come," Satria smiled gently.

The two women got into Satria's car, Amayra sitting in the front seat. Anna in the back seat. Without them noticing, there was someone watching them from a distance. A man in a hat.

"So you're married, Satria?"

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