Marriage Contract Letter

I love you

Currently Ibra and Laras are in a supermarket for weekly shopping. Ibra occasionally holds the hands of Laras who choose what is needed.

"Where's the other day, baby?" ask Ibra to Laras.

"Those next time, look for a collision." Sahut Laras pointed in another direction with his chin.

"Oh, where are you going after shopping, baby? I said" Ibra glanced at the wife who was taking ketchup bottles and picky.

"Where else? at home there is a mother, the time wanted in the morning, not good," said Laras considering at home there are in-laws.

Ibra grabbed the shoulder of Laras. "Not what dear. After all they're not kids anymore, let them rest at home." Ibra landed a kiss on his wife's forehead.

Dingling barrel. "Iih ... don't be weird, embarrassed to see people," murmured Laras slowly.

"Let's just say, we're a legitimate couple, baby .. not dating." Elak Ibra again kissed the forehead and ended up on Laras cheek. Making the face of Laras meet red, resisting embarrassment. With the corner of an eye, saw people glancing towards him.

"Abang ih ... shame," said Laras lowered his head deeply.

The Netra of Ibra's eyes moved, briefly sweeping around there. "Well, if you have and nothing else to buy. We'll just go home." Grasping Laras' hands.

"It's rich. After making payment. Ibra and Laras get out of the supermarket, while Susi first brings groceries and puts them in the trunk. Then take Troly to his place.

While busy on the road, suddenly someone hit the shoulder Laras from behind. "Oh." Laras rubbed his shoulders.

A fashionable-looking woman turned around and said. "Sorry?" smiling cynically at Laras and Ibra.

"You?" Ibra was surprised to see Mery there.

Laras turned his head towards the person who hit his shoulder. "May ..."

"You guys are more pablik now, right? showing affection in public all. Especially you Baras, you are so confident huh? despite seizing people's husbands," said Mery who had noticed her ex-husband and honeymoon.

"You, don't fuck Mery. If we show off intimacy, why? this is none of your business. You're not my wife anymore." Firmly Ibra while staring intently at him.

"Yes, I'm not talking to you, manatan my husband. But I speak to him who is now happy on top of the suffering of other women, now you can be happy and enjoy your affection with your husband. Because in time you will be left behind as well" said Mery with a cynical tone and laugh full of satisfaction.

"What do you mean? don't get bored with everything you tell me over and over again. I don't care about all that, want me to be left, want ... I still needed? I'll still accept the truth." Obviously Laras while pulling his hand from Ibra's grasp, he ran towards the car and rushed in, sitting in front. Rubbing rough tears without being allowed.

Ibra is still standing opposite Mery. "Don't mess around, let alone disturb the calmness of Laras.if you break, you will face me," Ibra threatened while whining towards her car.

"Huh, I'm not afraid because that's what's going to happen." Screeched Mery.

Ibra stopped her steps, but did not press Mery's words.

"Young lady, that was Mery? just get sexy on her." Susi asked as she looked towards Mery who was standing and holding hands.

"Hem," said Laras who turned his face in another direction.

Ibra came and entered the car, sitting behind the wheel. Previously glanced at Laras who directed a glance out the window. Grasping Laras' hand, but Laras pulls and dodges.

Ibra roughly took a deep breath and drove the car at moderate speed.

Baras felt irritated, his chest tight and pain melded into one, causing teardrops. Flowing across the cheeks, Ibra occasionally turned towards Laras and her wet cheeks. He intentionally did not. If you move a lot and wipe it, Susi can see and arise questions that will even make runyam.

Silently, Laras rubbed his cheek. Glancing back, Susi is busy playing games on her phone. So rather safe, Laras again rubbed his cheeks to dry, took a deep breath and then he exhaled roughly.

Ibra grabbed Laras' hand and squeezed it. Want to make sure that everything Mery said is not true and does not need to be heard.

Laras pulls his hand, but Ibra's hand grip is too strong, Ibra links her fingers. Unexpectedly, Ibra kissed the back of Laras' hand. He described himself as very valuable in Ibra's life.

Baras gasped with Ibra's sweet treatment of her. At least a little treat a wounded heart, sometimes there is anger, but at whom should he be angry? Ibra doesn't know anything either.

"Darling, what do you want?" ibra asked while pointing at every trade.

Laras only saw what Ibra showed, without retaliating anything. His lips locked, then circulated the view out the window again.

"Dead, you're mampus. Sukurin so people don't be pretentious," Susi's boisterous voice adorned her sheets in the car.

Ibra looked and shook her head. Likewise Laras, turning his head to look at Susi who is cool with her games.

At a glance Laras see sellers of shelled crusts on the shoulder. "Iih .. want it," murmured Laras.

Ibra turned and pulled her car over. "Sus .." call ibra.

Laras still refuses to talk to Ibra. He believed Ibra would buy it even though he did not directly ask for it.

Susi looks up. "Yes, Sir?"

"Young lady, would you like to buy that one, egg crust, buy that one?"

Susi moved her eyes seeing what Ibra meant. "Oh, alright sir." Susi unbuckles her seat belt and wants to ?down's up.

"Well, can I buy you, sir?" tanya Susi grinned.

Ibra nodded, "Buy it, it's not enough?"

"Enough, Mister ... Susi just ask permission. he he he he ..." Susi passes.

Ibra turned her eyes to Laras who was staring at Susi's back. Ibra sailed his fingers back with the fingers of Laras flickering. "Don't think about Mery's talk? I love you the same. No way I'm gonna leave you with our son, don't listen to people?" again kiss the back of Laras' hand.

"I don't know, believe it or not! obviously my heart hurts, I want to be angry. Angry, but confused who should be angry at him? I want to cry. Screaming, but sometimes, I think again I'm wrong-"

"Stt .. don't talk that way" said Ibra, and grabbed Laras' head. Brought to his chest.

"I'm wrong, why would I accept Dian's offer to be your wife, willing to get pregnant too. Not thinking of the consequences, not thinking of me if it ends up like what?" Barrel crying on Ibra's chest, Ibra stroked her hair very gently.

"You, not wrong at all dear, wrong it ... Dian and I are bringing you into our troubles.take you into our household noses, forgive me." Cup! kissing the head of Laras.

Baras immediately wiped his tears and straightened his seat. Ibra also wiped the tears Laras on the cheeks.

"Don't cry baby, you're not wrong, I'm wrong! and you don't worry. I'll continue with you and our son." Ibra stared at Laras' face very closely.

Barrel took a tissue and wiped all his tears. It's not good if you see in-laws.

Ibra's face approached. kissing the cheeks Laras right and left full of love and affection. "Don't cry anymore huh? I love you."

Laras gasped at the words of love from Ibra as he remembered the first word of love he heard from the mouth of the mother. Both of their eyes met each other, while the two looked at each other. Ibra fingers stroked the cheeks Laras, they dissolved in the atmosphere.

"Ehem, the crust of her eggs has become .." Susi's voice breaks this romantic atmosphere.

The two gasped and turned to Susi so that Ibra and Laras' eyebrows clashed.

"Aw, it hurts." Laras' hand rubbed his hot forehead. Be ill.

"I'm sorry baby" Ibra blew her forehead Laras ended with a warm kiss.

"Ow ... Susi can't see this. Susi, it's not married." Susi covered her face with her five little peeking fingers.

Laras and Ibra throw each other a smile. Laras' face shamed, pinched the small waist of Ibra.

"Sick baby, watch out? wait for the punishment at home." Ibra whispered in Laras. Make the Barrels bristle and swipe. Twisted his eyeballs.

Ibra grinned and took a Barrel order from Susi. Is this eating first, baby? it'll be cold. Where's Sus drinking?" glancing at Susi who was busy eating.

"This, Sir. It's delicious, isn't it Madam?" ask Susi to Laras who started tasting.

"Em .. Is it good, Sus, would you like not to?" Laras feeds Ibra who is preparing to drive his car.

Ibra opened her mouth, taking a bribe from Laras. "Em .. delicious too. Want to buy again not made at home hem?"

Laras. "No ah, quite another time," he replied and immediately finished it.

"alright. Let's just go home, shall we?" ibra turned the wheel with a cautious look.

a few meters later Laras saw the sale of mango candied units. "Ih .. good, would ..." glanced at her husband.

"That's, sour Mistress."

"Yes, the name is also sweet Susi there is sour and sweet also must be there."Replied Laras while looking.

Ibra smile. And continue to drive the car because the sales are a few meters ahead. Arriving in front of the sale. "Two Bang," pointed at the mangoes that were already in the shape of the flowers.

"Wah ... very beautiful," muttered Laras after the sweets were in his hands.

As soon as he paid, Ibra immediately reapplied his favorite car.

"Do you want Sus?" Laraa turned her head towards Susi who was sitting at the back.

"No ah, it must be sour." Susi shakes.

"Sugar is Sus." Said Laras while picking some and then eating it. "Sugary Sus. Try Rasain's brother." Laras feeds Ibra again.

"Lumayan sweet," said Ibra with eyes focused forward.

"No ah, make Madam." Connect and play games back.

Now it has entered the complex. Laras was engrossed in sweets, occasionally feeding her husband ....

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