The Power of Cyra

53. Happy Anniversary

Cyra and Farel's marriage is now in its fifth year. The two are planning a honeymoon to the Florida coast.

Florida Beach is famous for its beauty offers a view to berselfi in that place as their memento.

Baby King is engrossed in sand play with both his parents building castles. Their three-year-old son wanted to take his father to the sea to bathe.

"Daddy!"

"Yes baby!"

"King wants to take a bath in Daddy's buoy."

"All right, baby!"

Cyra who was fully dressed was not allowed by Farrel to wear a make or swimsuit of any kind because he did not want his wife's body to be a spectacle by the Caucasians on the beach.

At present Cyra is not ready to dress Muslims Istiqomah. He prefers to look polite without showing his curves.

Because he was bored he wanted to walk around the beach to find a restaurant in the beach area.

"Farrell! I'm going to get a drink!" cyra shouted at her husband who was swimming slightly to the middle with their son.

"Yes dear. You better go back to the hotel and wait for us in the room."

"Ok baby! Oh..!"

A few minutes later, Cyra was already at a beachside restaurant ordering drinks and fries. It is also a little difficult to find halal food in the area because all of them use illegal substances in every dish or cake.

After finishing his meal, he immediately left the restaurant and walked towards the parking lot of his car which he accidentally left not far from the restaurant.

He accidentally runs into Mr. Michael who does his disguise but Cyra's eyes are not wrong with his vision.

Mr. Michael who was very surprised to see Cyra had stopped his steps. Between retreating or advancing away from Cyra, he could make no choice but to pull out the gun that was behind his jacket.

"Fuckin' lady!"

Bump Mr. Michael then opened fire to invite many eyes to see them.

They were also scared because Mr. Michael pointed his gun at them while looking for someone he wanted to take hostage.

Before that happened, Cyra had already unleashed her powers to keep Mr. Michael's body away from those around them.

Farrel who saw people running towards the road, felt confused. He immediately ended his swim and saw what was happening.

"What's up there, sir?" Farel asked a beach visitor.

"It looks like there's a criminal who shot someone else."

The man then left Farrel and his son.

Farrel remembered his wife because Cyra would not let go of the one who did evil to others.

"God may Cyra not interfere in the affairs of others anymore."

Cyra came up to Mr. Michael again who was bouncing away with a gun in his hand.

"Don't you go near Miss Cyra or I'll shoot them all?"

"Please do it if you dare!" Challenge Cyra.

Mr. Michael tried to stand with his body staggering while holding his weapon firmly.

When he wanted to pull the trigger to shoot someone else, suddenly his hand turned to his own body.

Mr. Michael tried to release the gun but the pressure of his arm was stronger as if someone was holding his hand to keep the gun pointed at his body.

"Please don't kill me Cyra!" Pinta mister Michael was terrified.

"It looks like part of your chest organ doesn't match that bullet.

What if your head was shot to end your own life?"

Cyra approached mister Michael with a dark face. Everyone took out their phones to record.

But Cyra doesn't like being recorded. All the phones were taken out of everyone's hands and made to fly upwards.

Everyone was so amazed to see Cyra who could make Mr. Michael like a living robot while holding his gun pointed at his head.

Farrel who was already on Cyra's back did not dare to call her lover so that Cyra did not lose concentration.

But her son King couldn't help himself to call Cyra.

"Mommyyyy!"

Degggggs...

Spontaneous course Cyra turned and spontaneously also the hand of master Michael back bending and directing his gun was about to shoot Cyra.

When the shot was fired, Farrel screamed as loud as possible.

"Cyraaaa...! Nooooooo...!"

Too bad the two bullets that almost hit Cyra's body were stopped by her son with her power.

"Babys!"

Farel was astonished to learn that his son had the same power as his wife. He hugged his son with gratitude.

The bullet fell just like that it couldn't penetrate his mother's body. Seeing that, Mr. Michael immediately ran. But Cyra held him back and bound the body with her strength.

An FBI helicopter made landfall and everyone was away as police patrols secured the area.

Not long ago another police car had come to fill the area around the beach.

Some FBI people salute Farrel who they know is the president's aide and Cyra is the daughter of a Greek ruler.

While two FBI men have handcuffed Mr. Michael's wrist.

"Don't let the Journalists cover this case!" Farrel told the FBI.

"Ready Sir!"

Mr. Michael walked with a downcast face. He looked towards Cyra who was looking at him with a cynical look.

"Wait for Mr Michael!"

Prevent Cyra from approaching Mr. Michael who will be taken by the FBI with the helicopter.

"If it wasn't for your son Sean, it would have been like I killed you. You're not human, you're just a loser who only dares to a woman like me.

May you rot in prison."

Cyra's speech was followed by a raw bogem from Farel.

His son King didn't want to miss out on giving Mr. Michael a lesson. He made Mr. Michael fall to his knees before his mother.

"I'm sorry to my mommy!" King looks charismatic.

Farrel and his wife gasped at the sight of the little figure whose leadership spirit had already been seen.

Mr. Michael, unwilling to be punished by his son Cyra, chooses to apologize to Cyra while clenching his hands in regret.

"I'm sorry Mr. Farel and Miss Cyra! I've hurt you. I hope I don't involve my son Sean in my crimes because he doesn't know anything about my crimes."

Said Mr. Michael.

The helicopter flew back to take Mr. Michael to the cruelest prison in the United States.

Cyra returned the phones of the people around. Everyone cheered

for this little family.

Not long ago the air force's car had picked up this family to be delivered to the hotel.

Two years later Cyra gave birth to her twin daughters, Bella and Bianca.

This little family returned again to their hill palace. His first son King Amran is classified as a genius child in his class who is currently in school at the third grade Elementary level.