Marriage Contract Letter

Daily tasks

"Ah, why should be confused, are many assistants just ask them," murmured Laras, the elevator door opened immediately stepped into the kitchen, his steps stopped after being near the table. Coincidentally there were some servants there.

"Sorry mom! I'd like to ask you, if coffee is for you how many spoons are there?" who was asked did not answer but saw the arrival of Rika's mother to that place.

"What's wrong, madam? until you get off, you can call for help later so we can deliver to the place of the mistress," said Rika's mother before nodding respectfully.

"Em .. This is Ma'am, sir is in the park and asked me to make coffee, but I don't know the size of the sugar" Laras said.

"Oh, just a tablespoon of sugar, so usually," Rika smiled at Laras, this girl will be different from other Ibra wives.

"That's it, huh,?" Laras nodded, "Thank you, ma'am,?" while throwing a smile.

The barrel takes a cup in the input of coffee powder and sugar and then poured hot water from the dispenser. Just careful! Barrel took him upstairs, "Uuh .. hot, bismillah," Baras entered the elevator with a cup of coffee in hand.

"Here's the master coffee," Baras immediately kept near Ibra who was serious with a laptop in his lap.

"Thank you" without turning his head, and slowly took a cup of coffee and then sniffed it with pleasure.

"Dear ... I'm looking everywhere here apparently," Dian's voice from behind suddenly, her appearance was fresh and dressed in a thin, sleepy dress, she sat down beside Ibra and kissed her husband on both cheeks.

Making Laras look away, feeling uncomfortable looking at the scene.

"When are you coming home?" ibra asked while putting his chin on his wife's shoulder.

With a hand rubbing Ibra Dian's head turned Laras. "It was 30 minutes ago baby, immediately take a shower so it is fresh and fragrant," said Dian.

"It's worth the smell as it slips into my nose" Ibra continued, sniffing a fragrance from his wife.

"Bobo yuk dear, already miss it," Dian asked with his pot and linked his finger to Ibra's fingers.

"Yuk," Ibra followed his beloved wife's will.

The barrel simply remained silent, as if it did not hear and did not see. Which is nearby.

After feeling they were far away then Laras turned his head, looking at the backs of the two. Dian's hand was writhing in Ibra's arm, while Ibra's hand was holding Dian's waist, so that their bodies were so attached.

"Gue feels mosquitoes yes, even mosquitoes are better because they are considered there, well me?" Baras raises both his shoulders.

Laras's eyes moved to look at Ibra's remaining coffee, lazily Laras sipped it little by little. "Darguably redundant, you can't make redundant food and drink" he murmured.

Long ago Laras lowered his legs from the seat, "It's night, sleep ah." Barrel walked towards his room and wanted to rest immediately, already several times he yawned and his watery eyes held back the drowsiness. "That means tonight lord Ibra turns to spend the night at Dian's place," inner Laras while walking.

Arriving in the room. The barrel instantly dropped his body onto that super soft bed and it didn't take long to enter dreamland.

Early in the day Laras wriggled, slowly opening and opening his eyes that felt as if they were still sleepy. But from far away, there was the sound of dawn. Laras flicked his blanket, set foot and dragged him to the bathroom.

After performing his prayers, Laras made the bed, folded the blanket, opened the curtains, until it was dimly lit by the morning light, his steps led him to the balcony breathing fresh air there, his gaze far ahead.

"Dad, ma'am, if only you were still around. I want to hang out with you, I miss you, "tears fall down on her smooth cheeks.

His fingers rubbed the cheeks that continued to be soaked in tears, satisfied already standing on the balcony Laras entered his room. Watching the morning show on television, he was confused about what to do, after all there was a lot of work. I was bored in the room too. The barrel decided to go down, before turning off the television channel.

In the kitchen is Rika's mom and her two assistants are busy cooking, others may be busy with their respective duties as well as Susy just happens to not be seen there.

"Mother Rika's.." greeted Laras with his friendly.

"Young lady, are you awake?" suhut u Rika bowed respectfully, as well as the others did the same.

"Oh, not Madam. Madam can't, this is our job. Madam just sat waiting for her breakfast so, the others are still in their respective rooms, "prevent bu Rika, do not want Laras down to the kitchen.

"I'm bored in the room all the time, so let me be here to help you guys," said Laras, squeezing Rika's mom. "I promise I won't make a fuss. I just want to help."

For a moment Rika remained silent, then said. "All right! but don't make a rowdy or mess up the assistant job?"

"Okay Ma'am," said Laras laughing happily.

Bu Rika received a phone call and then approached Laras. "Sorry Madam, sir told you to bring coffee to his private room. Keep preparing everything there."

Dazed barrel. "What needs are you?"

"Him need! like preparing her work clothes etc," timpal bu Rika.

"Well, is there a wife?" laras said he was reluctant to go there.

"And his wife's mistress?" call Rika again.

"Eh yes..." Laras. "But there will be another wife, just like last night he was with Dian," Laras said.

"Mrs jealous?"

"Huh ... jealous? nay! but, it is only natural that they also prepare all that, not just sleep," grumbled Laras still lazy to go to Ibra's room.

"Usually Susi is preparing, but after there is a young mistress. It's appropriate that the young lady who prepares it all for the master every morning," continued Rika while thrusting coffee that has not been brewed on Laras.

"Uuh ... keep them what the hell every morning? if you prepare clothes alone must also Susi who prepared strange," Laras grumbled continuously while making coffee, then he took it to Ibra's room even though he was lazy.

Up to the front door. The barrel knocked on him and a heavy sound of Ibra came from inside. "Lake in."

Laras also entered looks Ibra still rolled blanket but alone without Dian, it is a private room anyway, then Laras store coffee on top of the drawer next to Ibra bed. "His hat is sir."

"Kok, the coffee looks really bitter huh?" Ibra woke up and sat leaning against the shoulder of the bed.

"Well! meaning?" laras did not understand and turned his back.

"Yes, that takes it sour without a smile, so even sweet coffee will taste bitter on the tongue."

"Oh .. please have a coffee Mr ..." Laras repeated his words earlier while smiling at the forced.

"Hem .. a smile that looks once forced, but yes it is." Ibra approached his coffee, and drank a little. Ibra flicked the blanket that covered her body it looked like she was bare-chested, not wearing a t-shirt, her subordinates were just shorts. The barrel swallows his saliva that is stuck in the throat. I saw it even though it wasn't the first time.

"Absmacked huh?" ibra's voice startled Laras' daydream.

"Em ... bo-can I go Sir?" Barrel was a little nervous and embarrassed.

"It's not that easy, miss, it's not that easy Miss, your job, every morning is to prepare all my needs in this room. Clean up this room as well and don't argue, because you're my wife," put a little emphasis.

Baras' heart was pounding erratically, afraid of Ibra all kinds, he thought.

"But sir, your wife is not just me, but a lot. Why do I always have to prepare everything, clean up this room too, keep the task of your other wife whatever? time just sleep nemenin doang. What is your responsibility as a wife? if you want to say there is an assistant, why should I too," said Laras voice so soft.

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