Love in a Contract Marriage

Love in Marriage Contracts chapter 36

Zaina shook her head in disbelief at what Monik said.

"Why Ma'am? Mommy can't believe that this is Mas Zafran's son? I can prove it and I'm not afraid to have to do a DNA test" Monik said.

"How come, I've never been touched by her again while you've been able to get pregnant like this."

"That's because Mas Zafran is only using you Dalina. He did not want to work hard and finally he married you who actually you used to have a small business and now you have a beautiful girl who he can sell to men like him, men who like to get drunk, gamble and play girls."

"Stop! Enough of you to vilify my sister!" shaima.

"That's a fact, if you don't believe me ask this woman named Dalina. Did Zafran ever work, did Zafran ever love him sincerely, did Zafran ever love Yasmin? No, none of that Zafran never did because he just wanted to use them. Zafran loves me and I love him too but I realize that he just wants my body. Now if he doesn't want to take responsibility, I'll report Zafran to the police and after this child is born, I'll kill him before this baby bothers me."

"Astaghfirullah's. What you said was a bad stop, Bang Zafran will take responsibility, I make sure he will be responsible. Now you come home from here tomorrow Bang Zafran will meet you at your house."

"Okay, I'll wait until eight o'clock at night, if there's no one, the police will come to pick him up." The monik went straight from Zaina's house without saying goodbye.

Zaina sat in a chair that was worn out by that time. He could only cry and say nothing at that moment.

How she felt ashamed of Dalina whom she had always hated.

During this time he thought Dalina was just a burden for his son who when married to Dalina was still a young man and had a regular job with a hefty salary. But all his estimates are wrong, it turns out that Dalina is the one who supports his son even to the point of letting go of his daughter sold by Zafran.

"Dalina, I'm sorry. I really don't know what's going on" Zaina said regretfully.

"Sister, I'm sorry too. I really did not expect that it turns out that Brother Zafran is as bad as you," said Shaima.

Dalina was silent with tears flowing down her cheeks. From the beginning of her marriage to Zafran, only this time her mother Zafran son-in-law apologized to her and at this time also was the match her husband's legs said kindly and courteously to her.

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"Mas, you don't want to sleep here?" yasmin said as she rubbed the mattress next to her that was still empty.

Gibran who was still sitting on the sofa also developed a smile on his lips. "Can I?"

"By dong, why not. We are married."

"Why are you offering this now?"

"Here you go, sleep next to me."

With enthusiasm, Gibran approached Yasmin who was still smiling sweetly at him!

Gibran sat down on his bed.

"But there are conditions."

"What's? Going to bed should be on condition."

"Because you're still hurt so your hands can't be naughty."

Gibran chuckled and raised his hand to the limit of his chest. He looked at the hand and said.

"Hey, your hand heard what the angel said. Don't be naughty, if you're naughty, I'll hit you with a pillow again."

Yasmin laughed at her husband's ridiculous behavior.

"Let's sleep. I was sleepy" Yasmin said as she laid down her body.

"Alright, I'm sleepy too." Gibran also broke his body.

"I did like you a moment after I saw your picture that your father posted, I had no intention of marrying you for good but it turns out that I lost, I fell in love with you in this fast time. When I'm with you I easily forget Wanda who has never been lost from my heart and memory" Gibran said in his heart.

Gibran according to his eyes and tried to sleep, following Yasmin to dreamland.

After nearly an hour of Gibran trying to shut down, he was unsuccessful. The cold Eve accompanied by the splashing sound of rain made Gibran's mind adventure everywhere.

There was an unusual taste that he, at that moment, felt. Gibran tried to forget that feeling by closing his eyes again but it seemed that his naughty hands had crept up to touch Yasmin's flat stomach.

Yasmin opened her eyes and immediately saw Gibran staring at her.

"Mas" said Yasmin, holding Gibran's hand.

"You haven't slept?"

"I was asleep but woke up because someone crept and felt my stomach even something creeping it had reached my twin mountain."

Gibran smiled. "I'm sorry, I'm cold and looking for warmth from somewhere."

Yasmin said no more, she brought her body closer to Gibran's until their bodies were united without any obstructions.

Yasmin placed her hands on Gibran's waist and buried her head against the husband's neck.

"Where do you feel warm?" yasmin asked without changing her position.

"I_iya, but now I'm tense."

"meaning?"

"Something I have become tense and want to find the nest."

Yasmin raised her head to look at her husband's face.

"So you were cold, I tried to keep you warm and now there's something else you feel. When is his sleep?"

Gibran hugged Yasmin very tightly while touching Yasmin's back with one hand.

"Yasmin" said Gibran in a nearly sighing voice.

"Mas ... What are you doing?" Yasmin could not resist as her husband squeezed one of her twin mountains.

It is undeniable that in fact he enjoyed every treatment Gibran had on him.

Gibran was increasingly unable to hold his hand that had already crept down every curve of Yasmin's body. Although he did not see what shape it looked like but his hands can feel every part he touched.

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Galih could not sleep well, only a few days did not meet with Yasmin, he felt a deep longing. He knows that his feelings are wrong but he cannot stop the love that has grown in him.

"Aargha!" Galih hit the wall with his tightly clenched hand.

"Why can't I forget Yasmin? Why do I keep remembering him? Am I wrong to love a married man, am I guilty of loving him? What do I have to do with God so I can forget him who belongs to my brother? I know they're just married contracts but I also know now they're in love with each other. Yasmin's shadow is so hard to forget, her smile, her way of speaking, her gait, her mannerisms, all I can't forget." Galih continued to speak in his heart.

He tried to express all his feelings to his God.

Because it hit a hard wall, unwittingly his hands were covered in blood. Galih himself paid no heed to the pain in his hand. The focus continues to be on Yasmin, Yasmin and Yasmin.

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