Marriage Contract Letter

Rules for young mistress

"But sir, isn't your wife not just me, but many, why should I always prepare everything? clean up this room too, keep doing your other wife's chores whatever! the only time to sleep doang, where is the responsibility as a wife? if you want to say there is an assistant, why should I too," said Laras voice so soft.

Ibra stared at Laras. "Smart also nih girl, to bring up the responsibility of all. "In the pawn, you are also a wife, let her reward be for yourself. I'm going to take a shower" Ibra walked into the bathroom.

Laras slightly weaved his aunt, but she still carried out her duties. He took Ibra's full wardrobe from his wardrobe.

Keep opening the curtains so that the morning sun rays enter the room, continue to tidy the bed until neat, change the dirty clothes. Sweeping the floor so as not to get dusty, spraying the room so that the fragrance makes the residents feel at home.

"Huuh ... done too," murmured Laras while sitting himself on the sofa.

Ibra came out of the locker room, saw Laras sitting on the sofa, "Please put a tie."

Laras. "Yeah! who usually puts it?" ask Laras wonder. "What Susi is too!"

"No, tie yourself," said Ibra while giving his tie to Laras."Why do I wear it myself if it's here in you" inner Ibra while hiding her smile.

The barrel is not high obviously the difficulty to attach the tie to Ibra's neck height. "You, you can go up to Miss's bench" Ibra said, pointing to a bench.

The barrel complied, and the tie-mounting event was completed. "Cirched my hair?" pinta Ibra morning and bowed so that Laras did not have any more trouble.

"Aish .." ck ck ck Laras clucked irritatedly, but still he did, making Ibra smile satisfied.

Ibra, who has a neat appearance, approaches the mirror and uses her favorite perfume. Near the door. Dian is standing. "Darling, are you ready? breakfast yuk.?"

Laras looked at Dian. "For Brother?" greeting Laras nodding at Dian.

"Morning too! dear, it will be late, you know," his hand waved at Ibra

"Yes my dear, my love," Ibra approached while grabbing her cell phone. Before the path of embrace first. The fools' barrel.

Once in room Ibra tidy. Later went to the kitchen for breakfast together, while Laras stopped to see the wives of Ibra, who had been sitting sweetly in front of the dining table, side by side with Ibra, baccarat is like a King accompanied by three empresses at once.

He was dumbstruck, then lazily approached, and sat down among all.

"Why did you just come? from wherever you are" asked Yulia to Laras, who had just been seen. While taking rice.

Baras just glanced at her without answering her, he took the plate and poured the vegetables onto her plate.

"Eh! you're mute, aren't you? I didn't answer the question, sister Yulia," continued Mary cynical.

"Em .. i-"

"The air ran out in my room" replied Ibra between the spoon to his mouth.

"Oh."

"Good, lighten the work of the maid huh?" mery said with a cynical tone.

"If I think so! yeah too? what's wrong with a wife is beberes, do not just be good at preening, there is no wrong! anyways, it is the duty of a wife," said Laras confidently.

Mery who felt shunned was annoyed and very furious. "So why have a maid if you do it yourself, too" he said.

Laras looked at Mery sharply but he did not want to reply again. Laras prefers to continue eating.

"Benefy Mery, if there's a maid for what we're tired of at home, the wife is not a maid, right, baby?" Yulia confirmed Mery's words, then glanced at Ibra and rubbed her cheek.

Ibra smiled faintly, as well as Dian just silent and smiled as if mocking also Laras.

After breakfast one/one person home, leaving for their respective activities, Dian who was a little afternoon leaving still sat on the lobby sofa with a file in hand. Laras approaching.

"Sister, can I work again?" asked Laras after sitting next to Dian.

Dian. "Is it in the agreement?" ketus Dian while reaching for her branded bag, took a small envelope but filled, in the lap of Laras. "That's your monthly money, use it all you want, shop for the cake, whatever!" then stand up and leave Laras alone.

Laras bengong saw the departure of Dian, after missing from sight. Barrel took the envelope, opened it very carefully. "A lot of money, more than my salary a month," Laras smiled.

"But what do you do? I don't need anything for here, still eating and dressing clean is enough, too" Laras's eyeballs moved around the building.

It crossed his mind the children of the orphanage. Eventually, Baras decided to visit them for a while.

Not knowing Dian's number what else Ibra's number as her husband. Laras met Rika's mother to ask for permission to briefly go to the orphanage.

Laras step is more certain to find Rika who happens to be behind. "Sorry Mom interrupted her time for a second?" Barrel with a soft and respectful voice.

"Yes, what's wrong with young lady?" bu Rika nodded respectfully as well.

"I want to visit the parlor! for a moment, I haven't seen them."

"Have you asked permission, sir?" ask Rika to come back.

Laras. "Not yet, don't know the number ma'am."

"Same Miss Dian?"

"Not really," again Laras shook his head.

"Hem .. yes already, but the Madam should be back before lunch. Before the master returns the Madam must already be home! that's the rule that you gave me for young lady,"

"Keep ..why are others not given such a rule?" Baras looked at Rika's astonished mother.

"Lacking to know Young Madam, which I obviously ordered as such for the young Madam," Rika looked down.

"Yes, well ma'am, I know it too. What kind of position I am in this house," said Laras with a smile. "I'm going home like I said, excuse me Mom?" Barrel turned his body to go to the room first, took his shoulder bag there.

"Yes young mistress be careful."

Barrel out of the super luxurious house, and wait for the online taxi that has been ordered earlier. Not long after waiting for the one to come too. Barrel rising. "Road xx sir."

The driver nodded, and took Laras to where he was headed. In the middle of the street Laras shopping for food and fruits, as a hand fruit for them.

Briefly said Laras had arrived at the orphanage, he was greeted with great joy by the children and the mother of the orphanage.

"How's Laras doing? long ... You didn't play here, I thought you forgot about us. So there is no coming here either" said the mother of the home.

"Okay Ma'am, excuse me Laras just got here, and instead of forgetting, it's impossible Laras forgot Ma'am," while kissing the hand of the house's mom.

They hugged, let go of long misses not met, boisterous children, calling Kak Laras, Kak Laras he said. Baras immediately gave what he brought to be distributed, it was nice to make them laugh.

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