
Larasati is a beautiful 25-year-old girl, an economics graduate though from a scholarship. He used to live in a parlor, and since he went to college. No longer living in a parlor, but in a contract. Because he went to college and worked too. Until finally he graduated with the title of the best graduate, on his campus.
After graduation! Laras is his daily call, he works at one of the BANKS but only lasts a few months on uncomfortable grounds.
Then Laras worked in one of the Super markets of Depok area until finally he met Dian, he was the first wife of Malik Ibrahim a young CEO. Aged 35 years, but has successfully led several companies. Which includes textile. Even the branches are almost in every region in this country guys.
One day Dian was shopping at the place where Laras worked. Dian loses a diamond ring, and accuses Laras of stealing the diamond. Though Laras did not know about it at all. Dian asked for compensation on Laras of one M, Laras had money from where! that much money? the income in one month is only enough to eat and pay the rent.
Dian kept urging Laras to pay for it. It is clear that Laras was unable, until finally Dian offered to marry her husband. Until Laras gives a child to the husband, and the task of Laras will be completed. But if Laras did not respond also to the conditions he proposed. Dian would have easily thrown Laras in jail on charges of stealing an expensive diamond.
Inevitably Laras had to want to, rather than him going to jail! it will be a mistake he never made.
CEO Ibra has three wives! but no one gave him a child. The age of his wives is still young is also the same age as Laras, meaning that if Laras married the CEO is the fourth wife, the basic ....
One day the wedding plans went well. With the mayor Laras married a husband of three wives, add another one. Yeah that's him, being four.
None of the relatives attended Laras' wedding. The mother of the home did not know that. Because indeed Laras did not tell, after all this was only temporary he thought.
Ijab kabul done. Barrel in boyong to a four-story super-luxury house, and there all his wives live. Not strange? three, four wives one roof? but ... let one roof, each room is very airtight so if anyone screams though it will not be heard.
The barrel is placed in a luxurious room on the fourth floor, and everyone wants to go up to the top floor does not have to be tired of going up the stairs. There is an elevator available to each floor. Waw authors can only gape.
Dian, Yulia and Mery, the CEO's wife, escort Laras to the room. While the husband went nowhere, none of his wives knew where to go.
"By the way, this is your room. Take care of your attitude, and take care of your body. To make your appearance more attractive, do not be like this. Very cute, not good in the eyes," he said Dian.
Yulia nodded with a sharp look towards Laras who was still wearing the bride kebaya. "If your appearance is less attractive, how could lord Ibra be interested in you."
"Yes right? you can't give us kids, can you. Our goal is to get you married, who would share a husband with another woman" Mery said.
"I-yes well ma'am." Laras nodded with great respect.
Dian says. "Don't call us Mother."
"But .. call us Brother" continued Yulia with a sardonic smile.
"really. Call us Brother," added Mery haughtily.
The street barrel goes around all the corners of the room. Check out the bathroom complete with accessories. Walk open the door, set foot on the balcony. The barrel inhaled the air above the balcony, until the sound of breathing from the barrel.
Then, Laras felt tired. Fall asleep still wearing his clothes of danger, so soundly Laras on a soft mattress size king size. A clean white cloth felt in a five-star hotel.
Not far from the door, was standing a very handsome-looking man. High-bodied chest field, flat stomach. Seen from the appearance he likes to gge-gyme. He stood near the bed, which was occupied by the beautiful girl who was still capable.
The man's eyes stared intently at Laras, from head to toe not spared from his sight. Then he circulated a glance at a bag of clothes, yes, it belonged to Laras lying on the floor.
Then he sat on the sofa with his laptop in hand, and he was busy playing his fingers on the laptop board that was in his lap.
Occasionally his eyes, glanced at the person who was sleeping soundly. "A innocent girl, I know my first wife's game. Dian."
Ibra knew that Laras was trapped by Dian to get into his trap.
Ibra already knew that Baras signed a letter with Dian, yes it was a contract with Malik Ibrahim. So that if later Laras had given Ibra a child, his first wife. Dian, I'm just gonna throw Laras away. But the CEO won't let it. What else if one of his wives gives offspring. Ibra will definitely pay more attention.
"I'll see who's better, my wife" grinned, and her eyes focused on her laptop screen.
In the afternoon Laras just woke up, he rubbed his eyes. "What time is it?"
He glanced at a wall clock, already showing at 16.40 wib, Laras hurried to the bathroom to clean up. Because I have not yet done Ashar. Shower in a hurry.
After from the bathroom Baras immediately put on clothes and dress up simply, then pray. After that he came out of the room not forgetting to close the door, walking closer to an elevator. Ting ... The elevator door opened and her finger pressed down on the second floor.
As you recall, the dining room is on the second floor. Because the ground floor is special for guests, if there is a meeting. If not wrong, Dian's story.
He arrived on the second floor. Barrels looking around, there is a kitchen cooking place side by side with a long dining table, some are round. Maybe if a long dining table to entertain guests, and a round one for the family.
At that time, Laras saw the waiter not only two three. But at once there were five lined up in the kitchen, one of which was probably the head of his assistant. Nodding and greeting. "Met afternoon Young mistress?"
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