Marriage Contract Letter

New house

After being inside, Ibra told him to wait a while and borrow a chair to sit, Laras sat waiting. He spread his eyes all over the place.

A moment later Ibra again brought some sandal size, because he did not know the size of the legs Laras. "Darling, try this which, I brought some size, out of which I haven't memorized the size of your legs,"

"That's size 37. My legs, are tiny," he said, pointing at the size of his feet.

Ibra crouched to put the sandals into the legs of Laras. "Why not use the hotel slippers?"

"Not good, it's not got

hotel masa want to take it?" answer Laras while standing trying to be comfortable or not.

"Nothing, you pay if you wear it." Ibra stand. "Where is it comfortable?"

"It's convenient, thank you?" Laras throws his smile at Ibra.

"Yes, we're looking for sandals. Shoes the size of your feet" Ibra pointed to the shoes and sandals.

The sandals that had been brought again were the same guard.

Ibra walked to the sandals. The barrel followed from behind, looking around at the items he liked.

"Just choose which one you like" said Ibra while planga-plango. Viewing Women's stuff.

Laras just turned his head and returned to focus on looking at all the goods.

Ibra took a couple of pairs of sandals and shoes for Laras. With the size of the legs Barrel.

Seeing Ibra taking with her size all astonished, and ventured to ask. "That's ..who's shoes and sandals for?"

"For you dear, for whom else?" sahut Ibra while circulating the view to another place.

"Don't do much, later not to use, dear redundant" said Laras. Netra her eyes looked at those sandals and shoes.

"We buy clothes?" take Ibra while dragging his wife's arms to the clothes counter.

"Iih ... dress a lot, why buy again?" scratching nape.

Ibra embraces Laras' shoulder. "Darling ... don't realize what? soon your belly will be enlarged, will the clothes remain enough in your body?" looking into Laras' eyes deeply.

Baras was silent for a moment, while moving his bead eyes looking at the stomach that had now only begun to round.

Ibra rubbed the laras massage gently. "Now, your stomach is starting to become noticeable, baby. It's starting to round, are you sure you don't want to buy new clothes?" ask Ibra back.

"You want, just buy it like a negligee," Laras nodded slowly, after thinking for a moment.

Ibra smiled happily, and holding Laras' hand invited the road to the women's clothing counter. Every women's clothing counter they come to.

There Ibra chose bumil clothing, such as negligee, loose clothing. Like a bra suit also did not miss he took it. Ibra now knows the size of Laras' chest. Even he knew that his breast circles would expand, so he bought also a larger size.

Mesem-mesem barrel itself, see Ibra who does not hesitate. Buying women's underwear, Laras' job just follows Ibra and sees her take this it.

Then, Ibra took Laras to a branded bag shop. Ibra pointed to the LV brand bag, which is small in size. Tiny like a Laras bag whose rope was broken.

"What ... is not expensive? that's the bandrolnya, crazy ... expensive," said Laras after peeking at the price of the bag.

"You, don't like this one?" he pointed to the one he was holding in deep blue.

Laras bengong, looking at the bag. The price is 50.7jt. He shook. Dumbfounded by the price.

"Ck, will you?" Ibra clucked and kept the bag in place.

Barrel looked at the bag. "You .. but expensive! we buy somewhere else that's cheaper" whispered Laras, passing his gaze to the guard.

"I just need an answer from you, what do you want? that's it, and you don't have to think about the price." Ibra stared fixedly at the doubtful wife, buying an expensive item.

Laras looked at the bag, saying. "You."

"Well .. It's just a hassle."

Ibra took it back, and it was given to the guard to pack it neatly.

All the needs of Laras already buy Ibra including bumil milk some large packaging.

"Don't be too much, let alone a big size. Later it will not run out, redundant." said Laras replace bumil milk with a medium size.

"Hadeh .. is usually a good comment" Ibra said. While saving other large sizes.

"Emang, so. It will not end up redundant. You knew? the Mubazir was a friend of the devil." when Laras looked at her husband.

"Yes, dear .. yes .." said Ibra while bringing groceries to the cashier.

Next, Ibra brought Laras to the minimalist furniture counter. For the contents of the new house that will be occupied later Laras.

"What did you do to bring me here?" laras asked Ibra in surprise.

There, there was already Zayn waiting and looking through the goods there.

"Where do you like it, baby?" ibra asked while taking Laras to sit on the sofa.

"Ha, what's it doing?" tanya Laras did not understand.

"Em .. gini aja, if you have a new house, you will need furniture. Well ... Choose you need anything? you just point it. From the couch, closet, bed and dresser poko anything?" Ibra pointed at one-on-one.

Barrel gawked, so confused. Thinking for a moment. "If I .. have a new home, what should I buy?" netra his eyes continued to move to pay attention to the household items that were there. Then he did not want to take a headache, he pointed out what he liked and Zayn noted and given to his guard.

"But, Bang .. Where is this all you want to take?" staring wonder.

"Em .. later if there is a place, stay context and they just send. Take it easy," replied Ibra with a happy smile.

Barrel wiggled his shoulders, not wanting to get dizzy. He just followed what Ibra told him to. Ibra's hand held Laras' hand while walking in the Mall.

Gruk up! gruk, gruk .. sound coming from the stomach Barrel. Ibra turned to her stomach and to Laras's face. "Darling, hungry again?" tanya Ibra moved her eyes up and down.

Mesem barrel and rub his stomach while nodding. "He'em."

"Yes, we go home and get some food first. It just so happens to be noon." Ibra looked at the clock that was coiled in her hand.

Her eyes were searching for Zayn's whereabouts. Then Ibra picked up the phone that was slipping in her suit pocket.

Ibra: "Hello, where is it?"

Zayn: "Yes, boss. I'm in the car, where's the boss? mulu dating? ha ha ha ...."

Ibra closes back. Keep your phone in your pants pocket. "Yuk, home. Zayn's in the car.

"Where are we spending?" ask Laras dingukan.

"Already in the car, same Zayn." said Ibra while holding Laras' hand.

"All?" Barrel looked towards her husband.

"Yes, baby .. everything." While walking.

"So many?" mumbles Baras.

They walked out of the mall. His steps were fixed to a parking lot, arriving near the car. Ibra opened the door for Laras and she shifted her seat to allow Ibra to enter the same door.

"Go home, uh find a restaurant first" Ibra told Zayn, who replied with a nod.

Zayn immediately drove his car. Split the streets are quite crowded, racing with other vehicles.

The Ibra finger continues to be linked with the laras leprosy fingers on the lap of Laras. Netra's eyes Laras occasionally looked at that hand, then saw Ibra whose gaze had slipped out the window.

The sigh seemed heavy, heavy to part from the man who had been with him for several days.The head of Laras turned looking back at a meatball wagon.

"Bakso, it's meatballs. Our brother bought that meatball, huh?" Laras turned to Ibra who was a henchman with his daydreams.

"Ha, what? which one!" tanyanya while looking in the direction that Laras pointed out.

Zayn, who heard the noise in the back, slowed the car down. Waiting for orders from the boss.

"Zay, turn the direction. Turn to the meatballs behind the cart" Ibra said his finger pointing at the meatballs Laras wanted.

"OK .." said Zayn, then turned the steering wheel looking for a place to turn.

A short time later, the car was near the meatball cart that was there. Ibra and Laras went down and sat down on the bench and ordered a gravy beef meatball.

"Want to order how many mister's?" ask the brother who sold.

"Zayn, will you?" ibra shouted at Zayn who was still at home behind the wheel.

Zayn. "Do you want to be pregnant?" inner Zayn while shaking her head. Then get off the car, approach Ibra and Laras. Sit on the bench.

Ibra's eyes looked at Zayn who was sitting down and had yet to answer his question. "You want to order?"

"You want, if you don't want to, why sit here? not possible, just see the boss eat," said Zayn while grinning to show his white teeth.

"No, Bang. Three servings." Ibra's Message to Brother.

Not waiting long, meatballs have been served. And they gobbled it up. Zayn bought the sweet tea first three bottles, of course for three.

"Clearned! you're Laras?" greeting a woman of the age of Laras who suddenly appeared at the place.

Baras looked up and smiled amiably. "Yes, how's Sarah doing?" sahut Laras's.

"Where have you been? no work, even in the contract disappeared?" said the woman Laras called Sarah, sitting in front of the three.

"Disappeared? jin kali ah," muttered Zayn in between his meals.

Making everyone turn their heads towards Zayn who pretended not to say anything.

"Oh, yes .. I quit my job." Answer Laras while enjoying his meatballs again.

Sarah ordered meatballs. Ibra Anteng eat his meatballs until the remaining broth only.

Zayn turned his head, looking at the bowl of Ibra that was left in his broom. "Hungry boss?"

"Why?" sahut while looking at Laras who enjoyed eating it, to the point that it could not be spoken to by his friend.

"Ah ... delicious," then suck the sweet tea.

"You want more, baby?" ibra asked with a smile and put a tissue on her lips Laras.

Netra's eyes Laras moved towards Ibra and shook his head. "No ah."

Sarah bengong, hearing the call of the handsome man who was with Laras. He thought before that the handsome man was a boss, his boss Laras. But ... turned out to call Laras with a call dear. "Clearned! she who?"

"I'm her husband!" sahut Ibra turned to look at Sarah who looked curious.

"Husband?" seeing Ibra and Laras alternating and raising his eyebrows next to each other.

"Didn't you hear, Miss .. said she, she's her husband. And this young lady is his wife" Zayn said. Sipped drink.

Laras nodded, to add an answer from Ibra and Zayn.

"It has. Move now?" Ibra moved from her seat, and Laras stood. Followed by Zayn.

Laras cleaned their used bowls that were immediately taken by his brother. Ibra paid for everything, including Sarah's.

"Sarah, I'm first?" pamit Laras then waved his hand.

"Miss, I'll see you later." said Zayn, winking his eyes. Sarah replied to Zayn with her sweet smile.

Now all three, are already in a car that is racing with time. The barracks were astonished by the road they were on, which was not the way home.

"Loh, really. Not the way home?" laras asked in astonishment and immediately looked at Ibra and Zayn alternately.

Ibra put on her smile, and rubbed Laras' hands. "Go home, baby."

"Not ah, not the way back to this ministry," Laras was more astonished.

"Just calm down, Miss ... later know-tau has also been in the Missions. Take it easy, do not worry and do not worry, the important thing is to survive until the goal. Brother Zayn is ready to look after Miss and Taun boss. Just relax." Zayn is very confident.

Laras painted a smile towards Ibra who shook his head at Zayn's words just now. "Where are we going?" asked Laras very softly and looked at Ibra's eyes very deeply.

The beautiful face of Laras facing Ibra makes him want to pounce, but unfortunately there is a third person there. Making Ibra can only swallow her saliva.

"Java?" mumbled Laras with increasingly clingy eyes.

"Yes, you'll know later. Where are we going? patience yes," Ibra rubbed the head of Laras and landed a brief kiss on the forehead of Laras.

Zayn who glimpsed from the rearview mirror cleared his throat. "Ehem! patience yes ... be back again nyampe, berent .. deh. Being detained! don't spill it here, danger."

ibra's eyeballs moved Zayn's head. "What do you mean?"

"Oh, no boss. By the way doang, ha ha .." stay focused forward.

Finally, the car enters a minimalist home page that is quite simple. There were two men waiting for their arrival.

After parking the mobi, Zayn first went down and met the two people.

"This, whose house is it?" tanya Laras was more astonished. "Zayn's house?"

Ibra. "No. Come down" Ibra asked, opening the door to come down.

"No ah, lazy. I'll just wait here, okay?" said Laras leaning his back to the back of the seat.

Ibra's feet that had gone down next door, he finally lifted back up and sat down. "Why? come down, let's go into that house first." grabbed Laras' hand.

"No ah, tired. I just want to rest here." Laras.

Ibra let out a long sigh, gently stroking the back of Laras' hand. "I'm a carry?" ibra's hand was ready to carry Laras' body.

"No, I said no." Barrels kekeh.

Ibra's body was leaning like Laras and her hand was stroking Laras' head. "If we don't go in, how do we know how deep the house is? like the two of us, if we never did. We'll never know what it's like until there's a baby in your belly."

Laras straightened his seat. "What the hell? not connecting very. Why am I going in? My brother came in. I'm just here."

Ibra's breath swept over Laras' shoulder. "If the house is for you, still don't want to see?"

Laras stared into Ibra's eyes deeply. "Home for me?"

"Yes, for you, not you ever say. If you want to move out of our Missions?" lirih Ibra, the back of his finger stroked the cheek of Laras who with the eyes of the net continues to move looking into the eyes of Ibra. Looking for seriousness there.

"You, seriously?" he just remembered saying it like that, when Before Ibra went abroad. That is if not wrong.

Ibra. "Seriously dear."

Then the bead of Laras's eyes scanned the house, from inside the mobi. With a smile on his lips.

"down huh? look around, you like it or not. If you don't like it, we can find another, another house." Ibra invites Laras down and Laras also complies.

The heart of Laras is very happy. Finally will separate the house as well, even if it is simple but quite enough if to be inhabited ten people is still quite rich. The important thing is not to be at home with Ibra's other wife.

The two walked, entering the house.in which there are two guest rooms, one main room and one room in the back. Make a household assistant that is wide. All rooms Laras and Ibra check inside. In the back there is also a small garden, and a swimming pool that is 4x5/square, and on the edge there is also a high wall so that if swimming it, it is not a spectacle of outsiders.

The barrel stood near the flower garden, with a smile that could not be separated from his lips. Ibra approached and hugged from behind, whispering. "Where do you like hem?"

Laras glanced at him and took off his embrace. Rotating, face to face with Ibra. "I like it."

"Are you going to take this one?" ibra asked back while tucking the child's hair in the ear Laras.

"Yes, already. This is it." said Laras, then lowered his gaze to the floor.

"Okay, we're talking inside" Ibra took Laras' hand to the greeting.

The barrel followed from behind, arriving in a room with his chair and Zayn with the two men sitting opposite.

Their conversation, obviously about the purchase of this house, the man had prepared a file to sign.

Ibra signed the dossier as a buyer and Laras also had to sign as the new owner of this house. And the house will be the property of Laras. The barrel did not let out a single word of his voice, just following the process alone.

Incidentally, the house was clean, only empty. Stay filled with stuff. After the two men were alone, Ibra, Laras and Zayn stayed there.

"Means, which has been purchased it ... still less complete, for example, the needs of the bathroom and kitchen, have not been purchased?" ibra said while observing every space.

Laras nodded, as did Zayn. circulating his gaze all over the place.

"Message again, and all the mutual exchange of several people, to master. Today also, oya goods have been purchased requested, immediately delivered. Like sofas and beds." explained Ibra.

"Okay, would you like to be directly occupied?" tanya Zayn stared at Ibra.

"Yes, kasian. If Laras has to go back again ki mension. He looks tired, has to rest." Glancing at Laras who was sitting on the chair looked tired.

Zayn turned towards Laras. "All right, I'll take care of everything." Zayn nodded and started to get busy with his phone.

Ibra took Laras' groceries and took them to the main room which was still empty. Seeing Ibra back and forth to the main room, Laras also entered circulating the view. The room is quite spacious, even if you keep a baby bed there.

Ibra saw Laras standing inside the main room. Soon hugging Laras very tightly, his heart was very happy to be able to buy a house even though it was not big but comfortable. Lagian Laras is not the type that wants luxury.

Ibra's feet closed the door. His hands clenched tightly to Laras' body and turned his body, to face him.

"Aren't there any thanks?" ibra looked at the lethargic face of Laras.

Netra eyes Laras moved looking at Ibra who was staring at him as well. Slowly Ibra's face approached Laras's face, so that the roar of his breath swept across Laras's skin and drew closer.

Blake it!

The door opened with Zayn's voice. "Boss ...."

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Sorry yes 🙏 today up very late. Understand today a lot of his distractions. Happy reading.