Marriage Contract Letter

Missed you

After being satisfied with a very thrilling ritual, a very hot struggle.the two hug each other, the night was getting late and finally drowsiness attacked both. Finally the night passed full of dreams.

The next day, the time has shown at 04.00 wib. Ibra wakes up first. Looking at the face of Laras who was still asleep, a glimpse landed a warm kiss on his forehead. Then rushed to the bathroom want to immediately clean, the body feels sticky.

Finished with his bathing ritual Ibra woke Laras who was still curled up in a blanket.

"Darling, awake? dawn nih," with a soft voice and a gentle kiss on Laras cheek.

Slowly Laras woke up, opened his eyes narrow to see Ibra who was still bare-chested.

"Hem ... What time is it?" look towards the wall clock.

"A little later also the dawn of love .. I've had a bath now," Ibra's voice in the ear of Laras who brushed, open his eyes again.

"Still sleepy," muttered Laras while hugging the blanket that covered her innocent body.

"It's noon, baby .. My clothes haven't been ready, baby. Wake up?" showering Laras cheeks with a kiss dear.

"Em .. yes-yes, yes." But it still brushed, seconds later Laras was aghast. He remembered this morning Ibra entered the office and wanted to go home to the ministry.

Laras looked at Ibra who was still wearing a towel, but holding her laptop. "Aish .. ish-ish .. instead of taking clothes, instead of sitting there," while taking used clothes last night, he put them back on before cleaning.

Shouldering her hair, rushed to the closet looking for a new office suit for Ibra. And it just so happened to be in the closet a few suits, still new again.

Baras take it to where Ibra is sitting. "Now, the clothes." The barrel keeps it next to him. Then the barrel turns around rushing to the bathroom.

Ten minutes later Laras came out of the bathroom and found Ibra sitting on the floor wearing her scabbard. After reading the prayer, Ibra's gaze was fixed on Laras who was sitting tidying himself in front of the mirror.

Then Ibra folded the sarong and put on her shirt, squirting her fragrance oil, hair oil etc.

Laras also finished tidying himself, immediately performing his prayers. Think for a while, then move on to clean up the used prayer and help button the sleeves of the Ibra shirt.

Ibra looked at Laras who was focusing on putting a tie around his neck. "I will miss you" Ibra said, stroking the back of her finger across Laras' cheek.

For a moment Laras was silent and stopped the activities of his hand. Staring at the second netra of Ibra's eyes, seconds later turned his gaze back on the tie tie.

"What, you're gonna miss me?" ibra asked with a curious look at Laras' answer.

Barrels don't respond. He remained focused on tidying up Ibra's appearance until his suit was attached to the sturdy body.

Then Laras swung his footsteps, made the bed, then walked up to the curtain and opened it, he found an exit that went straight to the terrace of the room, there is a flower garden that is connected to the garden that has a swimming pool that is even ready. Enough seats for both.

Lips Laras floating, smiling happy to see it. He sat on the chair facing the flowers as if waving.

Barrel closed his eyes. Long breaths .. inhaling very cool air in the morning today. Opening his eyes, Ibra was already in front of him crouching.

Laras gasped at Ibra who was looking meaningfully at him. "What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here yourself? don't want to accompany me to breakfast." Ibra clasped Laras' hand, the heavier it felt.

"Breakfast? i've forgot. Is Susi cooked or not?" Laras stood up to check on Susi's whereabouts.

Ibra followed from behind, not forgetting to lock the door leading to the terrace.

"Sus .." call Laras while continuing to step into the kitchen, where Susi is struggling with her duties.

"Eh, young lady, morning .. I have prepared breakfast for the young Master and Lady. Special fried rice," said Susi while serving fried chicken rice on the table.

"Em ... smells, thanks Sus?" laras said as he carved his smile, pulled up a chair and sat down next to her husband who had sat down first.

"Sama-sama Madam," then Susi provides pregnant milk.

Laras poured the fried rice for Ibra, then took his spoon. "No sausage cake?" ibra was busy with her phone.

"Pake, baby." Ibra muttered, storing the phone on the table.

"Morning .. wow, it just so happens to be breakfast. Susi prepared a plate for me" Zayn's voice suddenly appeared and turned towards Susi. He sat in front of Ibra.

Ibra scrunched her forehead. "No greeting, play nyelonong aja." Staring at Zayn who took his fried rice and his flatbed eggs.

"Forgot, let's eat?" pointing plates each.

Shaking Ibra's head began to eat. So did Laras, directly devouring the fried rice that Susi served.

"Come dong Sus, eat together? there is no employer or assistant of any name. Meal time is eating together," said Laras in between meals.

"Yes, ma'am, Susi took the plate first." Sahut Susi who seconds then sits together and eats together.

"Sus, from now on. You stay here take care of the young lady, in the Missions many people who can replace you there, if necessary I add another assistant," said Ibra staring at Susi.

"Good, Sir. But ... here there's not much work, sir. So Susi herself has had enough here." Reveal Susi while bowing her head.

"Yes, I said, if necessary. If it doesn't need yes.don't."

Laras and Zayn just listen to the chatter of Ibra and Susi. both take care to spend the meal.

"Yes baby?" Ibra turned her eyes to Laras.

"Hem?" Laras turned to Ibra.

"I'll send you a car. Could drive, right?" staring waiting for an answer.

After Laras drank, he answered. "It could be, but it doesn't have a SIM." Reply Laras hesitated.

"Dear dear, Zayn will take care of it." Ibra glanced at Zayn spending his last meal.

Zayn ended his meal with a glass of mineral water. "Ready, easy that's all. Tomorrow, too, but shouldn't Mr. Barko drive it?"

Ibra thought for a moment. "If Mr. Barko is here, too relaxed. There's no work. Because here at least once in a while his out, most if there is a plan to go to phone his Barko sir. Ask nganterin."

"Okay, I'll take care of the SIM for the young lady. And soon will be in cantongi.

"good. Thanks." Thanks." Ibra nodded slowly and finished her meal.

The barrel goes in pouring drinking water. For Ibra because it was already toilet, then Laras moved from his seat with the intention to the room to take the laptop Ibra is still in the room.

Arriving in the room, Laras put a laptop into his bag. Sit for a while on the edge of the bed. Facing the laptop, I don't know what he feels at this moment that is clearly riled up.

With one's footsteps approaching the door, the two eyes of Laras were fixed in that direction, and the knob was turned, blak! door open. Ibra entered and her hands closed the door again, then her steps towards where Laras was sitting.

Netra Ibra's eyes found a laptop that had been inserted into his bag. Looking at the dreamy-looking Laras, he sat beside the dumbly-wilded Laras. The view is distant and empty.

Laras looked at him with a sad look. "Not thinking anything."

"Kok, daydreaming?" pulled her shoulder and carried her into a hug.

Laras did not want to say anything but to enjoy the husband's embrace. Who perhaps today will not meet again, satisfied he welcomes solitude. Laras's hands embrace Ibra's back and immerse his face in Ibra's chest.

Ibra stuck her chin on the top of Laras' head. Ibra's breathing became heavy, not wanting to leave her. Ibra took off her embrace, cupped her hands together in her face

Barrels. Landed a kiss on Laras' forehead and cheeks many times, and Laras only resigned to Ibra's treatment.

"Me, I'm leaving. And today .. I don't come back here. Don't be angry, will you? if anything call me." Staring in both eyes Laras.

Laras only replied with a nod, then lowered his head. Ibra raised Laras' chin and Ibra's face approached to kiss Laras' lips. But he dodged, away. "It's noon. Go."

Ibra looked at Laras full of disappointment. Exhaling roughly, then glanced at the clock that was coiling in his hand. "All right, I'll go first." Before he left, his hand rubbed the stomach of Laras. Then held Baras' head and kissed his forehead very gently.

Laras closed his eyes when Ibra landed his last kiss.

Then Ibra grabbed the laptop and swung her footsteps out of the room, but before crossing the door. He stopped and turned his body, looking towards the lowered Laras. As if he did not want to see her go, Ibra's heart became melengos. For a moment, as he let out his rough breath. Ibra turned bada away from his wife, Laras.

Laras stared at the door that had just been crossed by Ibra. Not feeling his tears fall across the cheek, the longer the more swift. He dropped his body and hugged the bolster, Laras crying but making no sound. Her chest hurts. Pain ... really.

Ibra, look out for Susi to keep Laras well. Because he could not come here every day, Susi nodded and was sad.

"Master, kasian dong ... Young lady, if you don't come." Susi lethargic.

Ibra, silent and turned to Zayn who was ready to hold the wheel. "I will try to come, but the work is now a lot. And it'll take up my time."

"The work anyway, can be taken care of from the Boss' house. Just .... most difficult it takes care of ituh-tuh, let alone almost a week was abandoned. Must have been revenge." time." Chirp Zayn.

Ibra, turned and looked at Zayn who finally grinned. "Already, walk."

Zayn nodded and started the engine. Turn the wheel, go so fast.

Susi looked at the car that was now far from where it was. Then Susi entered the house that previously closed the gate first.

Susi went in, into the house and locked the door. Continue the work he just stayed in. While singing he washed and cleaned the table of the former meal just now.

While Laras in the room, was rubbing the cheeks used to cry. "What am I crying about? just waste time." He got up and entered the bathroom to get water.

A moment later Laras returned with water dripping from his chin. Wearing his face, tuning the prayer duha.

"Young lady? is it still in the room, what are you doing?" Susi's voice immediately opened the door that was not in the key. Carrying a tray, with a glass of pumice milk earlier. No drinking yet.

Laras turned to Susi who kept the tray on the table. "I forgot, earlier .. but, when I came out and drank it.

"Yes, Madam. It's okay, Susi bring, besides I also have no work," said Susi while sitting herself on the sofa.

Barrel smiled. And sitting on the same sofa as Susi, then Laras drank the already cold milk.

Susi noticed the face of Laras who seemed to be crying out and her eyes were swollen. "The lady's crying, huh? madam's eyes are so thick." Pointing towards the Barrel.

"Ha, not ah. I'm not crying, maybe because I'm still sleepy." Elak Laras threw his face in the other direction.

"Ah, the hell time?" Susi scrunched her forehead.

"Yes.how if we go to the yard," asked Laras while opening the door.

"May," Susi said with a suspicious look.

Then they both left the room. Previously Susi kept a tray to the kitchen, they were walking around the house. To the park and swimming pool.

"Sus, as long as I'm not around. What's in mession adem ayem?" tanya Laras glanced at Susi.

"Adem ayem, Nyah. anyways, there are only Dian ma'am, no one likes to make a noise, like Yulia and Mary, everything has disappeared. Ha ha ha ..."

"Oh." Barrel rounded his lips.

"Mrs Dian, actually. Like a hen losing her chick that way," Susi added.

"Is she?" Laras.

"Why ... not bother trying? Sir can't be contacted by Miss Dian at all."

"Absolutely?" Baras stared curiously.

"Yes, really Nyah. That master is hard to call Dian's mom. Zayn did not want to talk, about the whereabouts of the young Master and Madam yesterday." Keep Susi back.

The barrel daydreamed while sitting on a chair that was by the pool. "Could you do it? he didn't tell Dian," murmured Laras.

"No idea about Nyah" Susi said.

Baras looked at Susi. "I don't understand Sus."

"Otherwise Susi, I don't understand it. About household problems, just .. said Rika, you again do not want to be disturbed by anyone, so it is difficult to contact it."

From outside the fence, there was an as cream sound. "Susi, buyin huh? the money, take it in the room, in the wallet." tell Laras.

Susi nodded, and left to fulfill her master's orders.

The barrel is still sitting on the chair. With the mind drifting out of nowhere? his gaze was fixed on the pool water but empty.

"Sorry, Madam. What'd you like to taste?" susi asked, breaking the daydream.

"Ha, just a banana. But ... if you want to taste what." Sahut Laras.

"Oh, okay." Susi leaves Laras back. To buy me some cream.

Not long after, Susi again brought two cups of ice cream. "It's Young Madam."

"Thank you." The barrel ate it right away.

"Together with Nyah." Susi sat next to the barrel and ate some ice cream. "Oyes, Mistress! mr. Zayn said, The madam likes to eat bananas of love from the master. Which one the hell is"

Barrel coughed, uhuk-uhuk. Uhuk-uhuk, gasp at Susi's question. She did not think Susi would ask him that ....

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