The Power of Cyra

31. Waiting

After his meeting with the president was over, Farel immediately contacted his wife. This handsome man is given all forms of facilities to support his career.

Farel has its own workspace next to the president's workspace in the white building.

Farel made a video call to see her Greek princess.

"Hi baby!"

Sapa Farrel slightly mocked his wife by winking one eye followed by kiss bye.

The puffy face only shows his manyun lips and returns to softness.

His level body is currently wearing a black langerie while still staring at the face of the husband who tried to withstand his sadness by continuing to pull both corners of his lips so that the wife would smile at him.

Cyra could not deceive herself if her heart still could not accept her husband leaving her on the night of their bride.

"Do you not want to smile at your husband, dear?"

Cyra shook her head while shedding tears. In his heart he said..

"I can't Farel. It's not easy for me to deal with all this and please don't force me."

"Cyras! I'm on duty again baby, don't you want to give me a kiss?"

Instead of doing her husband's request, she took off the langerie showing her valuable assets in front of her husband.

Farel took a heavy breath and exhaled it gently. He had to calm down his junior down there who responded more to his co-star than his owner.

"Why do you feel the most excited? can't you compromise on my poor fate?"

Persuade him to his junior who increasingly swollen and hardened behind his uniform that clamped his head that felt linu.

I want him to close the video call, but the girl will be more offended, if he is determined to close it. Cyra made erotic movements more tempting the husband who was not strong and almost exploded watching every body contortion that evoked orgasm.

"Do you want to kill your husband, baby?"

Farel asked but Cyra only played one finger in a seductive gesture like she was licking ice cream.

Farel's face turned red. Usually he can refrain from seeing a woman naked, but not his own wife. His is faster to react and difficult to compromise.

Cyra finds out that her husband can no longer resist her burning desire, with her insistence that he immediately turns off the video call connection that makes Farrel snort annoyed.

"Did my wife start to stress because her desire was not fulfilled? Is that the anger of a wife who is having a bad snack?"

Inner Farel who currently had to go to the bathroom to complete his desire.

Cyra immediately pulled out of the hotel and returned to her parents' house on the beach. Daffa and David are thrilled to see their twin brothers return to their home. But the two are looking for their dashing sister-in-law when Cyra gets out of the car alone but there is no Farel.

"Cyras! Where's sister-in-law?"

"It's gone."

Cyra steps into her house, while her twin sister pulls her suitcase.

Both her parents already knew what was going on with their daughter because Farel had already told her about her duties.

"You have chosen your way to be ready to live with an officer, so you must not complain." Camilla said wisely.

"But not on my bride's night mami." Cyra ketus.

In a moment, Farrel's men will pick you up to settle in his private house, get ready baby!"

"Today...?"

"Aren't you going to spend your honeymoon in your private home?"

"But Farel was on mami duty, when I was alone in a house that big?"

"There's a waiter ready to serve your needs, baby."

"All I need is that my husband is not them, mamiii..!" Whiney Cyra spoiled.

"Curtain! who's wife, who's wrong."

"Celia! you still here? where is Khalid ?" Cyra cried so excited to see Celia again.

"In America. Didn't you ever pray that we would get a soul mate who would settle in the same country, hmm?"

"Oh right, why did I forget?" chirp Cyra is ashamed of herself.

"Please get ready, Miss Farel, because I'm boarding your husband's private jet, okay?" Pinta Celia's.

"Curtain! Apparently your Arab prince was so stingy that his wife boarded my husband's private jet?" Syndir Cyra with jokes.

"It's not selling so you can't buy a plane for his wife." Sahut Celia giggles.

Cyra finally chuckles and forgets her sadness. The pair boarded an air force helicopter to a Greek air force military base, where Farel's private jet was waiting for the two princesses to be closely guarded.

Celia had already asked her husband's permission to stay at Cyra's house until her husband was off from his duties.

Khalid did not mind at all as long as his wife wanted to go home, if he wanted Celia.

The two agreed not to forget their respective obligations as long as Celia accompanied Cyra.

Farel, who had just begun his first stint as a presidential aide, accompanied the president to London to attend state events.

His eagle eyes were ready to watch every movement of others who were near the president with great vigilance.

Although many sneakers scattered to facilitate his work but his responsibility as an aide is more at stake because his own body must be ready to be a shield for the president from enemy attacks.

The earphones are always installed ready to listen to all the reports he received from his friends who helped secure the existence of the president to tread the path that will be passed by the president.

Farel was very enthusiastic about following all presidential protocols while accompanying the president from leaving to returning to their country safely.

He hoped that after this was done he would meet his faithful wife waiting for him in their new home.

"I hope you will wait for me dearly and welcome me when I come home." Inner Farel.

The president's meeting with the British prime minister inside his country's palace, enough to make this twenty-seven-year-old man a little relaxed to think about the face of the wife.

Even so, he remained vigilant for the convenience of his president in the meeting.

Hours later, the president exited the building and got into his car again after shaking hands with the British prime minister and headed straight for the airport.

Farel excitedly accompanied the president again in the car and began talking with the president to discuss the contents of the meeting. After talking about state affairs, the two now opened a casual chat.

"Farel! Upon arrival at New York airport, you can meet your wife and let me be escorted by the others."

The president's words allowed Farel to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thank you president."

Farel sipped his drink while imagining Cyra's body being the target of his current yearning.

Force one aircraft that is flying looks smooth without any weather disturbances.

Farel hopes the flight will not find weather obstacles or enemy attacks at other countries' zone crossings until it arrives in New York.

That day Cyra had to let her best friend Celia leave her to meet the husband who is currently missing his wife.

She walked on the plantation alone without wanting to be escorted by her husband's men.

"Miss! We must follow your steps wherever you go because this is Mr. Farel's command."

"I can take care of myself without you. Get out of front of me or will I move your body to the stream?"

Threaten Cyra to her husband's men who are confused by the girl's words.

"Sorry lady but we just....!"

The roar of the helicopter propeller that appeared from a distance made the three stop arguing.

Cyra's face immediately saw the helicopter which was still as big as a ball in his eyes but he knew the helicopter was carrying the husband to him.

Cyra runs to the runway to welcome her prince followed by Farel's two men Alex and Jack.