Marriage Contract Letter

Not poison

Blake it!

The door opened and an OB delivered a package.

"Oh, thanks?" dian said after taking the package.

OB nodded then left, who had previously taken some money from Dian.

Dian closed the door, with a fluffy smile. He took the package inside and opened, It contained a super-thin red lingerie, and a small bottle that had no idea what it contained.

He kept it where he felt safe. Then Dian lay on the bed, his smile never faded even though his eyes were closed. He thought of something beautiful so he covered his own embarrassed face.

Around the afternoon. Dian woke up from sleep, his ears were disturbed by the sound of knocking on the door from outside the room.

Dian rubbed her eyes, squinting at the source of the sound. "Hem .. must be my husband who came." Dian got down and approached the door.

"Darling .. I miss." Dian immediately hugged Ibra after she knew that she was her husband, Ibra.

Momentary. Ibra let the wife hug herself right in front of the door, she rubbed the back of the wife who was wearing a bath kimono.

"I miss you." cuph, kiss Ibra's right and left cheeks, ending at her lips.

Ibra tried to resist and away while looking right and left embarrassed when seen people. "I'm embarrassed to see people." Ibra dragged Dian into the room. Then Ibra circulated the view to every corner of the room.

Very nice hotel room with good facilities. He sat on a long sofa, followed by Dian whose hand hung in Ibra's hand.

Dian sat on Ibra's thigh with her hands hugging Ibra's neck. "Darling, thank you for coming?" with his pillow face.

"Boy, wake up, okay?" probing Ibra looked at Dian's face which seemed to be clearly waking up.

"Yes, baby .. wait for you long." Dian embraced Ibra very spoiled.

"Indeed you think Jakarta Semarang is close mileage what? far away dear .. takes time." Ibra.

"I know." Dian continued to embrace very tightly.

"I'm sultry, tired." Break away from Dian and open his suit.

I'll get you a drink, okay?" said Dian while pouring mineral water into a glass, given it to Ibra.

Ibra sipped a glass of water that Dian gave, then sat back down. Dian approached back embracing Ibra's body very tightly, drowning her face in Ibra's chest.

Ibra's hand stroked Dian's hair gently. "Next night we'll be home."

Dian looks up. "Dear, we go home the day after tomorrow. I've rented this room for two more days."

"Darling ... the day after that my son's funeral, when we're not here?" said Ibra stopped stroking Dian's hair.

"Now, I want us to stay two nights here. So the day after the show, yeah, okay?" it kisses Ibra's cheeks gently and moves to the lips.

Ibra was silent for a moment and let Dian do as he pleased. "In office. I'm busy baby, a lot of work, now there's also a meeting." Ibra's voice after her lips slipped from Dian's lips.

"There's Zayn, right?" dian muttered, his fingers danced to unbutton Ibra's shirt.

"Emang is there, so replace me there." Timpal Ibra, while stretching both hands on the back of the sofa.

Dian is more and more willing to do anything. Then he sat between Ibra's two thighs so that the bodies of the two faced, holding hands on Ibra's shoulders. His face approached the husband's. "I miss" half whispered.

Ibra smiled and returned the wife's kiss. Then Dian stood up and whispered. "I want to change clothes first?"

Dian took the paper bag in his take to the bathroom. Ibra moved from the sofa to the bed, opening her shirt. He kept it on the edge of the bed, sat leaning against the pillow. There are still a few hours to get back to the airport.

Dian wore a thinly glazed lingerie. He looked at himself from the reflection of the mirror, the smile on his lips growing.

A moment later, Dian's footsteps had brought her in front of the bare-chested Ibra, looking at Dian without blinking. Lips grinning. Who is not happy when suguhi willing prey.

Dian approached with seductive steps and continued to approach until she was finally in the presence of Ibra. Her fingers danced on her husband's chest.

The blind eye Ibra looked at, with his normal view as a man. Then by slowly touching each curve of Dian's body, which is clearly visible sex, Dian pulled both corners of the lips with a sweet smile and boldly pointed Ibra's hand to certain parts of her body.

Which makes Dian feel happy and want to feel more than that. Until he gets satisfaction.

The gaze of the two had already started to fog up the passion. And Ibra was ready to fulfill his duty to Dian as his first wife. He went down and took off his trousers etc.

Then climb back to crawl above Dian whose position is ready, likened to the airport. Ready to receive the landing plane.

Ibra and Dian unite their lips together, mutually****** and********** are passionate. It is time for their union.

This time was very different for Ibra, who was usually able to perform the ritual for hours. Especially with Lara, but this time it's only half an hour. The time was so short that Dian felt, so he protested to Ibra.

"Cock for a minute, baby, I'm not satisfied .." with a very seductive tone and breath that is still not regular.

Ibra stared at the ceiling, controlling her breathing which was still hunting. "Small." And his junior was immediately drooping unable to wake up again, completely inferior to such a short time.

Dian tried to resurrect again, but in vain still junior Ibra fell asleep limp. "Why not wake up again?" half shouting.

"Darling ... Maybe tired, understand?" ibra murmured and glanced at his wife.

"But I'm not satisfied .. don't know what?" dian was upset.

"Next time you can do it again, right?" whispered Ibra while embracing Dian's shoulder. He took her into a hug.

Dian rested her head on Ibra's chest. Suddenly Dian remembered something and smirked, she woke up. "Darling, you must be thirsty? I'll get ya."

Dian got off, who was previously wearing her lingerie. Then he came down to either take something from the drawer. Dian poured mineral water into a glass, he secretly put something into a glass that deliberately made Ibra.

Then, Dian turned her body. And showed her most beautiful smile. Bring a glass of water for Ibra.

"This, dear ... in the drink!" Dian went up and gave the glass to Ibra.

Ibra looked at the glass, then looked at Dian in turn. Not taking it. "I'm not thirsty, baby!"

"Let's go baby .. You're thirsty, right? who knows after drinking. We can play again" Dian said expectantly and bit her lower lip.

Ibra took the glass. "Where is this? so that this water does not enter my stomach, I am afraid there is an epek. I suspect." Inner Ibra thought hard.

"Come on, drink it? guaranteed you will feel calm after drinking the water, for some days you will forget to go home and will always have fun with me here." Dian's murmured in my heart.

"Awhile, I'm wearing my clothes first" said Ibra, keeping a glass on the table. He took his pants after he put them on. I'm gonna take a piss," and then drink the water Dian gave me. So Dian smiled with satisfaction.

Then Ibra rushed to the toilet, when he got there Ibra immediately vomited all the water in his mouth. He even tried not to get in his stomach. "I know it's not poison, it's a sleeping pill. His outlook will make me sleep for some time and will result in me staying here. Forgetting the return schedule."

Wash his mouth, as clean as possible. Directly clean-up under water shower with a slightly warm temperature.

Dian is sure, if Ibra drinks the drink he gave, it is clear, if the contents are half. "You'll soon be sound, baby," glanced at the clockwork at a glance. With a smile that kept on rising from Dian's lips.

He counted from one while waiting for Ibra to come out of the bathroom. Until the umpteenth count, Ibra finally came out, but how gasp Dian. Because what he saw was even the opposite, instead of sleepy, even looked fresh with a towel coiled around the waist. And also with drops of water falling from Ibra's hair, the drops wet the floor.

Dian glared, glaring perfectly. Netra her eyes moved looking at the glass on the table and in the direction of Ibra alternately, really surprised, how the sleeping pills have not reacted anyway?

"Why baby? shower spout! we're going home tonight." Firmly Ibra while wearing her clothes.

"But-but, you?"

"Why? take a shower!" ibra is back.

"I don't want to go home"

"If you don't want to go home, why ask me to come here all ha? in Jakarta I have a lot of business, not messing around, you know?" ibra looked upset.

"Yes, I still want to be here, just like you, baby. Accompany me? tomorrow or the day after he gets home, it's important we attend the show." Dian.

"No, could. You have to go home now, if you don't want to go home? yes whatever. I'm leaving you here, listen baby, I'm a father-to-be. I have to take responsibility for my wife and my son."

"You're not responsible, but you're selfish. Just thinking about her, never thinking about my feelings at all." Dian raised her tone.

"Enough, you're not a child anymore, you even want to have children, right? but mana, show dong. If you deserve to be a mother" said Ibra. Stare sharply.

"I don't want to go home, period."

"Whatever, I want to go home right now" Ibra said, wearing a watch in her hand.

He pushed his foot to the floor. "You're selfish," Dian rushed to the bathroom.

Ibra shook her head slowly. approached the small table that had a glass earlier, Ibra took and threw away the water. To the pot that was there. Finally Ibra can break the intention of the wife Dian ....

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Hi, my reader, the intention is this date is also up again. However, because his review likes to be late. So yeah how again. Hope you guys are satisfied 🙏