The Power of Cyra

37. Advice

The holiday together with the president's family has finally ended.all of them have returned to their respective residences.

Marshal Farel and Cyra returned to their plantation lands with grief still hanging on their faces.

No more cheerful laughter of the wife let alone her chattering that sounded crisp with her jokes that make her husband always anxious to her.

"Until when are you going to continue punishing yourself like this Cyra? while I'm not demanding anything on you.

I still want to date you without any of my rivals fighting over you when she's present."

Farel comforted his wife.

"I'm like a useless woman to you Farel. If getting married just to find inner satisfaction then what does it mean to me that there's nothing I can talk to when my husband's doing the state duty." Cyra said sadly.

"Why think of something that is clearly unproven. Perhaps with every moment we make love, there is another miracle that God will show with His grace." Imbuh Farel wise.

"But if our efforts do not produce results, does it not hurt Farel?"

"If every effort is tucked away with hope as if forcing God as we wish, are you not hardening your heart as if to reject the test with something you desire, open it the same way you're governing God?"

"I'm sorry Farel! But I want to be able to bear children from you."

Cyra's cry broke again making Farel also feel fragile.

"I want the same thing baby, just like you. But today God does not want love, but our faith is being tested."

Timpal Farel advises his wife.

"Why do I have to do a child exam? why not another test?"

"We belong to God, the likes of God our lives want to be seen with Him. Why did you bargain with God, my dear?"

"I just wish, can't it?"

"Must not except a calamity that would endanger one's life, we might be able to bargain with God for deferment as well as sickness and death sentences, perhaps we can hope."

Cyra again lamented her unfortunate fate. She could not imagine having to spend her life being a barren woman.

"Cyras! Look at this house! He's more pathetic than you. If the owner is no longer excited to live in it, the face of this house looks very somber. When are you going to be like this, baby..?"

Farel asked as Cyra always refused to talk to him and locked herself in the room with her tears that so faithfully adorned her beautiful face.

"Cyras! you are a believer. Will you accept and trust the doctor's verdict with all the limitations of his knowledge, when compared with the greatness of God, the vastness of all the wonders He will give us?

Return all this business to the Owner of this Test, baby! That way your heart will be at peace."

Degggggs...

Farel hugged his wife who was still feeling down when she recalled the doctor's verdict on him.

Hearing her husband's words, Cyra felt like she was getting a slap to wake her mind with the devil's temptations that had led her to feelings of despair.

"Maybe you have heard about the story of the prophet Zechariah about his wife who was sentenced to barren by doctors or physicians in his day. But when the prophet Zechariah found out that Mariam was pregnant without a husband, that was where he begged God to give her a child.

God answered quickly his prayer. Where the age of his wife who has reached a hundred years and clinically has been sentenced to barren by doctors. At that time if you think logically there is no possibility that his wife will be able to get pregnant.

But God granted Zechariah's request by naming his son directly from God with the name of Yahya.

Without a husband Mariam can be given a child, let alone their husband and wife. The prayer of Zachariah who told his Lord that he never gave up hope in his prayer." Farel.

"Are we going to be given the same ease by God, dear?"

"Span that belief in yourself. Nothing is impossible with Allah if he wills His servant."

Cyra smiled at the most soothing advice from her husband. He did not expect the insight of Islam in Farel had enough to amaze him.

"Do you want us to shower together?"

Tawar Farel with his war strategy that wants to benefit from the body of the wife.

Cyra understands that subtle request which means, "let's fuck baby!"

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Meanwhile, Khalid, who is currently unable to get close to his wife, can only wait for Celia's cravings to pass quickly.

"Princess! Why not follow Princess Celia's advice to wear baby perfume or a kind of eucalyptus oil specifically for babies so your wife will want to....?"

Mr. Hakimi was so shocked when the one he spoke to had just run away while he was giving advice to Celia's husband.

"Lha. Where is this guy? just talked to me, just ran away."

Mr. Hakimi could only cluck happily while shaking his head. The man who was the same age as Prince Khalid also felt the happiness that the noble couple was feeling.

Khalid immediately consulted with the dispensary to get a fragrance that was very liked by young pregnant women. The dispensary section gives some fragrances that are more identical to the fragrant smell of a baby.

Upon arrival at home, the husband of Celia cleans his body using baby shampoo, baby soap, eucalyptus oil for babies and a very light perfume specifically for babies.

After setting his appearance in front of the glass, Khalid felt that he was currently a very handsome man in this world. He went out to see his wife who was reading a book in the family library.

When passing through his servants, Khalid tried to appear confident even though his entire body smelled the scent of a baby that was so concentrated.

The servants were astonished and also amused by the efforts of this one prince who wanted to get his wife again after almost two weeks did not touch the wife.

"Has our prince become bucin because he wanted to be close to his wife?"

Their laughter broke when Khalid had already disappeared from their sight.

"The pity of a prince who is respected by anyone cannot dwell on one woman." The other timpal.

"Not wrong! If the prince's behavior can be like that well deserved and reasonable because what he got was not the abal-abal girl who was picked out there with a value that can be guessed to satisfy the male nose striped."

Limpal is Laila's already senior servant among these young servants.

The door of the library was opened slowly by Khalid followed by a gentle greeting coming out of his lips.

Celia welcomed greetings from her husband with a face of wonder mixed with questions when smelling the fragrant scent of a baby that had burst into the library.

"Celia, baby!"

Sapa Khalid stood nervously in his place for fear of another rejection from his wife.

"Darling! Are you wearing baby fragrance?"

"Do you like it, Celia ?"

Ask Khalid hesitatingly.

Celia is so moved by the struggle of the husband just want to get close to him.

Celia scattered her body in the arms of her husband. Khalid greeted his wife's body with great joy while giving many thanks to his creator.

"Thank God, Robby."

Khalid stretched his arms slightly to kiss his wife's entire face and now ended up on the rancid lips while rubbing her slightly swollen lower abdomen.

The hot kiss happened again in the library room after a long time of fasting.