LOVE AFTER THE CONTRACT

The Eps 48

"What's the deck, early in the morning it's a fad!" His eyes were still closed and his hands were still rubbing his stomach.

Cup...

Ibra gave a kiss on the neck of his wife, Ataya who was shocked to get a kiss on the neck was immediately opened his eyes, then turned his body.

"Darling?!"Ibra smiled at Ataya thinly, greeting his wife who was now staring at him with a look of disbelief.

"Did you?"ataya lirih.

"Home home, baby, brother can not sleep if you are not there, sorry for brother's mistake also well?" the man made Ataya sayu full of supplication, with one hand now rubbing her cheeks gently.

Ataya froze, staring at the face of the man she had missed all night.

The two looked at each other in silence, but suddenly something came out of the corner of Ataya's eye.

The woman was crying.

"Heyy, don't cry!" Ibra's thumb instantly wiped away the dripping tears.

Ataya's hands infiltrated the gap between Ibra's hands and waist, thrusting the head on her husband's chest until Ataya's cries were completely broken mixed with the longing she had endured since last night.

"Devents." Her soft voice mixed with sobs, her face she kept right in the chest field of her husband. "Ataya can't sleep, Ataya kangen." Complaints to Ibra.

Ibra continued to rub Ataya's head, while continuing to kiss Ataya's forehead lovingly. His heart was quite relieved, the thing he was so afraid of did not happen.

Now the two are silent, channeling each other longs that have been burning since yesterday afternoon.

Ataya had completely thrown away her sense of prestige.

Ataya lifted her face, then stared fixedly at the face that she missed so much.

Ibra who felt his wife was watching him, Ibra lowered her head until the beads of their eyes met each other.

Cup..

Ibra kissed Ataya's lips, her palms touching her cheeks slowly, while enjoying his wife's chewy cleavage for quite a while.

After removing her lip link, Ataya smiled warmly at Ibra.

Women were disappointed and angry at her husband, but it was all lost to his love for Ibra, the man who married her a few months ago.

"Today we go home?"Ibra smiled, staring as she continued to play the hair child blocking his wife's face.

But Ataya shakes her head.

"Why?! " The voice of Ibra.

"After Nadia's brother's business is over Ataya must be home!" Answer her while smiling.

"You don't have any business with that woman!" Ibra clearly saw the sad Ataya.

"I don't want it to happen again." Her hands rubbed Ibra's hair.

"Don't make her wake up like a baby!" Obviously Ibra with eyes that can not be interpreted when Ataya continues to play her hair.

"Why would I wake up, why?"Ataya was a bit defiant, with her hands constantly rubbing her husband's hair.

A grin on Ataya's lips was also seen.

Ibra who saw Ataya was challenging him, immediately silenced Ataya's mouth with lips, enjoying it with great excitement.

Ataya tried to continue to rebel, but his energy was lost a lot with the power of Ibra.

Suddenly.

Geck..

Geck..

Geck..

Ataya's bedroom door was knocked.

" Tea, let's have breakfast!" The sound of knocking stopped Ibra.

Ataya flinched, her face shocked. But the woman grinned mischievously to Ibra when her second gaze met.

"Yes mother later Ataya sama brother nyululu!" ataya answered a little screamed, but his eyes still looked at Ibra with ridicule.

Ibra let out a rough sigh, then rubbed her face quite tight. The mist of his passion suddenly faded after hearing his Mother-in-law calling them to immediately exit the room.

"Come on, let's have breakfast." Bring Ataya a smile.

"But you want another breakfast first!" Ibra Whining.

Ataya just smiled at her husband's behavior.

"Other times we continue the delayed breakfast, now ade has been laper kasian his feet have been kicked continuously from earlier." Ataya continued to smile, rubbed her stomach and reached out to her husband.

"Alright, come on!" ibra.

They rushed out of the room, and immediately headed to the dining table where the family had gathered at this time.

Ataya and Ibra continued to go hand in hand, even his fingers firmly grasping Ibra's arm.

"Ibra ayok breakfast first!" Bring Hardian. " Everybody in this house has to eat breakfast, you can't do it." Clearly Hardian was smiling towards his son-in-law.

"When does Ibra come?" Zaydan was enthusiastic about Ibra's whereabouts.

"So early this morning, probably around six!" Ibra replied with a smile to Zaydan.

When he was sitting on the dining table chair, Ataya began to take rice and vegetable soup for Ibra.

Ibra just nodded to Ataya.

After she finished giving her husband breakfast, Ataya began to take rice for herself.

"Not really close to the rice?" Ibra looked up at his wife's plate.

"You eat that much Ataya." Ataya mebela.

"So you eat for yourself?" Ask Ibra.

"Yes-yes, Ataya add more!" Sahutnya while again adding rice to his plate.

Looking at the scene this morning Hardian and Aisyah smiled, they knew Ibra and Ataya were not fighting but were having a little argument .

"Done the food!" Ask Aisyah.

"Sorry for breakfast is rice and vegetable soup Ibra." Hardian looked at Ibra.

" It's delicious, well, I never want to eat rice breakfast, but since Ataya everything has become regular!" his words immediately got a nod from Hardian.

"Good dong, there's a change in Ibra's life." Chick Aisyah.

"What the hell is it, what an impression is it!" Ataya hits Ibra's arm slowly.

"So you want to go home now with your brother?" Ask Hardian.

Ataya was silent with her head down.

"Dad not ngusir, it should be here until when, but must ask permission first with her husband" Jalas Hardian.

"Let's think about it!" Answer Ataya.

The clink of the sound of the spoon clashing with the plate continued to be heard.

Everyone was busy with his breakfast, a little chatter and laughter.

"Who is your mother how is Ibra?" Ask Hardian again.

"Alhamdulilah well, sometime mother, father, same Zaydan play to Jakarta doang." Bring Ibra.

"Later Ataya your mother's birth must be there!" Answer Aisha smiled.

After finishing breakfast, Ataya returned to her room. While Ibra he accompanied Hardian on a lawn chair with a glass of hot black coffee in Aisyah.

"Look, Ataya will come home with you." Clearly Jerdia was smiling.

"Ibra wasn't sure well, Ataya seemed a little upset." Ibra answered .

"Loh why? it was fine." Hardian frowned.

"What are you guys really doing, I asked Ataya also never want a story?!"hardian said again to his son-in-law.

"In fact we just misunderstood, Ataya thought Ibra was still related to Nadia, Ibra's ex-lover" Ibra pensive.

"Do you love and love your child?" Hardian looked at Ibra fixedly.

Ibra replied with a nod of her head.

"Yaudah, your task now makes Ataya want to come back to Jakarta!" Hardian patted Ibra's shoulder.

"You see, Ibra went into Ataya's room first!" Ibra asked for permission and was answered with a smile by her father-in-law.

After getting the nod, Ibra immediately moved, walking slowly towards the room belonging to his beautiful wife.

Chequek!

Ibra opened the door slowly, looking Ataya who had just finished bathing, with a towel still wrapped around her hair.

"Darling?" Ibra approached Ataya, who was sitting on her back on the bed.

"Yes?" Ataya replied with eyes that were still focused on her phone.

"We're going home today, right?!"Ibra walked closer.

"It doesn't want to!" the woman shook her head.

"Why don't you like your brother?" the man looked at Ataya.

"I don't want to go back to that apartment!" Obviously full of emphasis.

"The reason for slapping you is not because of Nadia's belain, but because it's out of control dear." Ibra is back.

"So I don't want to!" resolutely.

Ataya stared fixed bead Ibra who was now sitting next to her.

"Maybe that night Nadia who opened her mobile phone when she went to the toilet, if Ataya is still worried let's ask Boby, he was in the place at that time!" Ibra kept begging Ataya to come home with her.

Ataya fell silent, the woman seemed to think a little, what her husband said.

"We're home this afternoon, huh?" Ibra again invited Ataya, but Ataya kept quiet while continuing to nematap Ibra and was silent for quite a long time.

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