Love in a Contract Marriage
Love in Marriage Contracts chapter 5
The morning after dawn, Yasmin was well, she had taken a bath and was done with her affairs as a Muslim.
Yasmin looked at Gibran who was still asleep on the sofa not far from her bed. "I don't understand why you chose to marry a contract with me instead of looking for the woman you really love who will accompany you for the rest of your life" Yasmin said with a fixed gaze on Gibran.
A little while later, Yasmin immediately tidied up her prayer kit and kept it on the bed after which Yasmin came out of her room!
Yasmin continued walking aimlessly! She intends to go to the kitchen to make breakfast for him and for his new family.
"Where is the kitchen? This big house has no kitchen" Yasmin murmured.
"What's coming out first, sister?" tanya Galih ~ her sister Gibran.
"I'm looking for the kitchen. Where is the kitchen?" yasmin.
She smiled and told me where the kitchen was in their house.
"From here it's straight from there it's immediately visible kitchen."
"Thank you. Oh, sorry, who are you?"
"I am Galih, brother of Gibran brother."
"Oh, sorry I don't know. If that's what I'm sorry for." Yasmin went straight to the kitchen after feeling finished with her conversation with Galih!
Galih stared at Yasmin's back for a long time. "Is my sister wrong to choose a wife? The feeling of the older brother's wife is still ABG, at most the same age as me," muttered Galih.
Yasmin was still twenty years old should she still be in college but due to her absence of fees made her quit school when she graduated high school while Gibran was an adult even their age was quite far adrift.
Arriving in the kitchen. Yasmin saw two women cooking, and Yasmin approached the two!
"Good morning" Yasmin said with a friendly smile.
"Good morning, Ma'am. Is there anything you need so you have to go to the kitchen?" said one of the women.
"No, I'm here to cook. May I help you?"
"But Ma'am, later Mas Gibran and Madam will be angry."
"Cannot be. Why should I be angry, I do this all because my desire is not because you ask. Oh yeah, my name is Yasmin."
"I'm Wati and this is Arti" said one of the two women.
Yasmin smiled widely and then began to approach the burning gas stove!
"What do you cook?" ask Yasmin.
"Just be up."
"Kok whatever. What is this cooking?"
"It's cooking chicken soup."
"Oh chicken soup. What did I help you with?"
Wati and Arti stared at each other, not daring to say what should have been done again after cooking the soup because they were afraid that their master would be angry if he knew Yasmin was working in the kitchen.
"Don't hesitate, I used to do homework or want to help mop the floor?"
"No, there's no need. After this we will fry the chicken," said Arti.
"If so, let me prepare it. You can do other tasks. If you want to be holy or anything, let me cook today."
"But Ma'am, you'll be angry."
"No. You guys just do the rest so that your work is done quickly and can rest faster."
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In Gibran's room.
Gibran opened his eyes and immediately looked towards his bed to see Yasmin.
"Where is he?" Gibran immediately sat down when he did not find Yasmin on his bed and around his room.
He walked towards the bathroom to ascertain whether Yasmin was in it or not!
Geck!
Geck!
Geck!
"Yasmine! You inside?"
Geck!
Geck!
Geck!
Several times knocked on the door but there was no reply from Yasmin.
Gibran immediately came out of his room to look for Yasmin!
Get ready to go to college.
As she was combing her hair, Galih suddenly recalled Yasmin, recalling her first meeting with Yasmin this morning.
"Why do I remember him anyway? Jeez Galih, remember he's your brother-in-law" said Galih in his heart.
Galih continued to comb her hair while whistling.
"Lo see how I'm not?" asked Gibran who suddenly came to Galih's room.
"I'm the one who's the one, her husband's sister."
"He's not in the room."
"He's in the kitchen, brother, I can't hide him here right."
"By the cake from earlier." Gibran went straight out of Galih's room and into the kitchen!
*******
Finished cooking, Yasmin immediately arranged the food on the dining table!
"Why so?" ask Gibran who saw Yasmin arranging the food.
"Are you awake? This is me again help Mbak Wati and Mbak Arti," said Yasmin.
"You don't have to work in the kitchen. Let's go to the room again."
"I can't just sit idly by, I don't feel at home."
"Well, come to the room, I have something to talk to you about."
Gibran grabbed Yasmin's hand and pulled her slowly.
"For a minute why."
"Mbak Wati please continue my work yes" Yasmin told the housekeeper.
"Yes, Mommy."
Wati and Arti stared at each other and immediately approached the dining table that was still a mess!
"Wat, don't-don't Mas Gibran get angry," said Arti.
"Yes, I'm afraid Mas Gibran is angry."
"Hopefully he's not angry."
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"Why do you do kitchen work? There will be Ma'am Wati and Mbak Arti."
"I just woke up from dawn but there's nothing I'm doing."
"You can't make my mom and dad suspicious of our marriage."
"Yes, I know."
"Now practice first."
"What training?" Yasmin looked at Gibran.
"This is the first day you're my wife. Do what a wife should do."
"Most before you go to work I have to kiss your hands. It doesn't take practice because I used to kiss my mom and dad's hands. It's the same, right?"
"Usually the newlyweds are pretentious in front of their families. I want us to be as _humously as possible in front of my family."
"Yes, I know."
"Kiss my hand." Gibran puts his hand in front of Yasmin.
Yasmin looked at Gibran and then looked at Gibran's smooth, white hands.
"Come on Yasmin."
"Yes." Yeah." Yasmin kissed the back of Gibran's hand and Gibran kissed Yasmin's forehead, but before Gibran could kiss her on the forehead, Yasmin moved her head back and Gibran failed to kiss her.
"What the hell are you? It's another exercise, you calm down we're doing it anyway."
"T_but I. I never did this."
"Because it's a first for you and for me, too, that's why we have to practice."
"Training later. You take a shower!"
Yasmin pushed Gibran to the front of the bathroom door to get herself out of that tense atmosphere!
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