The Power of Cyra

30. CYRA's Sadness

Cyra's wedding party is very luxurious with Greek culture. Cyra was truly like the incarnation of a Greek Goddess at this time.

Her very pretty face with blue beads adorned with pliable eyelashes and thick irises and full lips was blotted out as she smiled revealing rows of white and clear teeth to all the guests who prayed for them.

The girl did not need thick makeup to beautify her face which was almost perfect because without it Cyra was too beautiful.

Her grandparents, king Nerva and empress Pandora, believed that Cyra was a reborn Greek goddess for their kingdom.

Plus Cyra getting a handsome prince like marshal Farel makes them even more proud.

That is why Cyra is very dear to his father's extended family what else is the power of Cyra that has automatically existed in him, without being given by the father, king Davin.

This brave girl who has extraordinary strength was finally tied up by a young marshal, namely Farel, this American and Indonesian crossbreed man who is also the grandson of the palace noble Solo, who is also a granddaughter of the royal family, can't describe her happiness to be able to get a Greek princess.

Farel who was no longer strong held back his desire to feel the pleasure of their newlyweds' night, impatiently waiting for the party to end.

He whispered something to Cyra that made this girl blush in embarrassment.

"I really want you right now baby, can we just leave this useless show behind?"

Pinta Farel is impatient.

Cyra nods and bids farewell to her father and mother and the in-laws, to immediately head to their bridal room in the luxurious hotel that belongs to the kingdom.

In the room, Farel carried his wife's body to pray to him while she was crying**the sensual lips of Cyra that he had long been seeking.

He did not care about his wife still wearing her wedding dress, which was clearly Cyra's lips that had made him restless staring all day because Cyra who constantly flashed a smile on every invited guest made Farel not like.

What's more, the men not only congratulate them but enjoy the beautiful face of Cyra who has hypnotized their eyes to not turn away from Cyra's face.

They would soon turn away if the murderous gaze of a Farel made them shudder.

Satisfied with the lips of the wife, Farel just lowered his wife's body. A luxurious white dress that is quite simple with a very elegant design is starting to detach from the body level that displays the sculptural parts that really amaze the attention of the husband.

During this time Farel had never seen Cyra and Celia wearing thin or tight clothes, showing the curves of their beautiful bodies and at this time, he witnessed the most beautiful and luxurious treasure of this graceful figure of the Greek Goddess.

"You deserve to be called a Princess dear."

Farel said while peeping every inch of the wife's body from the nape of Cyra to the smooth back that has spread a pleasant smell that calms even arouses the husband's passion.

Cyra let her husband feel his body first without him replying to the same touch on Farrel's burly body.

Farel removed the hook that covered the two twin hills that looked sekang, chewy and dense.

Playing squishy with soft squeezes to explore with his mouth feel great pleasure until the other hand comes exploring other more valuable places.

Tok.dok...

The knock on the door of his room made the two flinch. Cyra immediately went inside the blanket while Farel picked up a towel to wrap his body.

The knock was heard again and this time it was longer and as if it was urgent. Farel immediately opened the door of his room and found that his two men were telling him something very important.

"Good night, Mr. Farel!

"Night!"

"You are called by the president right now, there is a state task that you must carry out. Reason is not accepted in any case!"

Said his two men who were sent by the highest general of the American air force.

"Good! Give me ten minutes!" Pinta Farrel's.

"The helicopter is waiting for you on the roof of this hotel building."

Farel immediately opened his suitcase and took out his uniform. Cyra only saw the husband who was preparing with a face save a thousand questions.

"Farel.you!"

"I'm sorry, baby! This is your risk of becoming my wife because I have to put my country's duty first. I hope your understanding."

Farel said as he stared at his wife's innocent body.

"But Farel it's our bridal night, you haven't even taken your rights as my husband."

Cyra said with tears.

Farel already looks neat and dashing with his great uniform as an air force military officer.

Cyra's innocent body was lightly held in her arms. Farel laid down his wife's body.

"What are you doing, Farel?"

"I just want to see and feel my treasure."

Farel widened his wife's legs and stared at her longer that sensitive spot. Cyra felt the tenderness of her husband's touch from his tongue that had spread in every sensitive place of hers until Cyra groaned the pleasure of feeling the vibrations that she had never felt this joy.

"I can only give you temporary pleasure, baby, once my job is done we'll do it even hotter. If you can wait for me at our house on top of New York America."

"Farrell...! Come back for me!"

"Hm!"

The two kiss with each other fighting over Saliva until Farel immediately release their kiss.

"Wear your nightgown and go to sleep, baby! See you baby's. Muaacch."

Farel closed the door of his room and immediately ran towards the roof of the hotel where his helicopter was waiting.

The giant propeller looks roaring with wind that blows loudly flying the garbage leaves on the roof which is also made the runway for the size of the helicopter to land or take off.

Marshal Farel boarded the helicopter and was ready to take him to the air force airport to the white building where the president was waiting for him.

Farel did not know what duties the president would assign to him.

While in the hotel room, Cyra could not close her eyes. He could only cry and continue to cry because his happiness was taken for granted by the duty of the husband as a state servant.

"Is this the life of the soldiers' wives? they should be ready to be left behind by their husbands at any time without caring about the basic needs of their soldiers.

"I haven't even experienced the heavenly pleasures of being an adult woman what's more my legal status as a wife. I used to be patient because of my Lord God and now I have to be patient again because of my beloved country.

Upon arrival at the white building, Farel went directly to the president who was waiting for him.

Farel saluted and sat in a chair ready to listen to the orders.

"Thank you for your sacrifice that left your bride's night for the country's duty.

You deserve Princess Cyra and I personally really like that girl. Other than she was extremely genius and courageous in every step of kindness she took, the girl also had strength.

Because of him, I raised you to be my aide.

"Ready president!"

Farel saluted the leader of Sam's uncle. The president's last words about his wife, he didn't understand.

"Cyra has powers? What power...?"