Marriage Contract Letter

You're jealous

Laras' lips trembled, wanting to say something about this feeling. But unable to express it, then he lowered his gaze.

Ibra's index finger raised Laras' chin. "I'm sorry, baby?" cuph kissed his lips. "Why do I keep thinking about the way he settled you, I'm jealous! I don't like other men looking at you like that." Ibra's voice was soft and slightly trembling.

The look of Laras is getting sticky. "What does he think I'm not jealous of? if he was his other wife. I've just seen it a little bit of a problem," Inner Laras.

"I know you're jealous. When I'm with Dian, but that's too much, baby. If only we met and mate before I married Dian, certainly would not be rich gini story," pulled body Laras. He took her into a hug.

Baras gasped, as if Ibra answered what he said in his heart just now. "Kok he knows? what I said."

"Darling, I want to hear once .. Just tell me. You love me, don't you?" ibra asked while distancing Laras' body so he could look at her face.

Laras returned the blind gaze of Ibra's eyes.he bit her lower lip, hesitating to answer it. "Me, me .. em-"

"Honey .. in the wait, the dinner is ready, the hunt will be cold," cried Dian from behind the door.

The barrel gasped, moving away from Ibra's body. Ibra turned towards the door, with a long sigh. "Ah .. just interrupt." Ibra murmured while shuffling her hair.

The barrel immediately tidied Ibra's hair with his fingers. Ibra stared softly at Laras who was always gentle and sincerely serving. "Me, just finished the bath. if you want to go first please? honey," cried Ibra with a look not turned away from the face of Laras.

Baras feels bad for Dian. But he only realized when his nape had been pulled and his lips had become a food of ferocity lips Ibra, Laras was surprised and tried to rebel. But Ibra's power is too strong to fight. Laras' body was pushed back into a lie and Ibra's body overcame him.

By lying down, Ibra is increasingly free to do the action. It keeps on******* and ********* that pink-colored chewy thing, which creates a tingling feeling of pleasure and always addiction. Within moments Ibra's action took place.

The irregular sound of the door banging, made the two aghast. Laras pushed Ibra's chest and rubbed her moist lips, as did Ibra rubbing her aunt with the back of her hand and smiling triumphantly.

"Darling ... long time ago anyway? spout, melt ih. What girl's shirt? how long." Dian's grunts were heard from behind the door.

"Yes, a moment baby .. patient." Ibra was in a hurry to put on her clothes. Then open the door. While the barrel is already in the bathroom.

Blake it!

The door opened, and Ibra was buttoning her pajamas. Dian's eyes wailed, looking into the room that there was only one Ibra.

After spraying perfume on her body, Ibra immediately took Dian to the dining table. While the barrel is still in the bathroom.

"Huh .." Long breaths. Little opened the door to peek if there was still anyone outside or had already left.

It was felt that there was no one, Laras went out and tidied himself and did prayers. After that, I just got out of the room for dinner.

When Laras came, the others had already started eating. So did Ibra who sat near Dian.

"Come dong baby, eat. The baby will starve." Madam Rahma looked at the newly arrived Baras.

"Yes, Ma .. I prayed just now." The barrel sits to the left of Ibra. Laras took the plate and then he poured rice and vegetables that are attached to the Laras.

"Bismillah .." soon Laras devoured his meal with his head bowed deeply.

With her eyes, Laras sees Dian feeding Ibra with a friendly and sweet smile. It feels like being bitten by an ant, sick and difficult to describe with words.

Ibra also occasionally bribe Dian. Gave her a drink too.

"Darling, sleep with me tonight huh? I beg ..." ask Dian in his effective tone.

Ibra looked towards the hermit Laras with her meal. And apparently did not care about him, then Ibra turned to Dian. "May you love."

"Ah .. thanks dear?" said Dian very happily and kissed Ibra's cheek.

The angle of Ibra's eyes continued to observe Laras' reaction, but remained indifferent.

"Darling, Tomorrow. From the parlor came, right?" ask Rahma to Laras.

Only then did Laras look up. "Oh, yes Ma .. insha Allah came."

"Em .. thank goodness." Said mom Rahma.

"Hopefully tomorrow's event is smooth there are no obstacles whatsoever" said Mr. Marwan on the sidelines of his meal.

"Aamiin O Allah" said another.

"The package is ready, baby, for the orphanage and for other mothers?" ask Rahma again.

"Yes, Ma .. for your coworkers also invited Papa, Mama also other contents," continued Laras.

"Em .. is good." Madam Rahma nodded in agreement.

After eating they sit in the family room watching television. Ibra sat on the same sofa and sat in the middle of the two angels who were accompanying her.

Dian's gaze was fixed on the television. Another with Dian while watching him also actively spoiled on Ibra, Ibra's hands sometimes caress Dian's short hair. Not only that, he also kissed his forehead.

Ibra deliberately did that, so that Laras was jealous. It was so bad to see him jealous, but what did Ibra get? Barrels don't seem to care. He focused on watching television.

Dian put her cheek on Ibra's chest. "Darling, bobo yuk? sleepy." take Dian slowly and repeatedly yawn sleepy.

Actually Laras was not so fond of television shows at this time, but he pretended to like and a henchman saw it. Than to see people who make fun.

"Oh, yes Ma. Hold on again," said Laras.

"Yes, already. We're bobo darling." take Ibra to Dian. Then it faces towards the barrel.

"Darling, not the bobbing nights, huh? I go first" Ibra told Laras.

But Laras only replied with a nod and a glance. Ibra stood up and led Dian's hand through Laras.

Laras looked at the two from behind while sighing deeply. "Yes, Abang has not prayed loh," Laras warned Ibra.

Making Ibra's steps stop and turn towards Laras. "Yes, you want to pray first." Then Ibra continued her steps by still guiding Dian's hand.

Barrels throw rough breaths. Heart rumbles. Glancing at her in-laws began to yawn sleepily and moved from her seat.

"Father sleepy, we want to sleep ah .. fear of misfortune," said Mr. Marwan.

"Yes, it's a shame for Mama. Honey, you're sleeping. We go first, right?" timpal ma'am Rahma. Then kiss the head of Laras.

"Yes, Ma .. want this too." Barrel smiled.

Ms. Rahma and her husband walked into her room, holding hands. It looks so sweet.

After one Laras was left, he turned off the television. Then move on from her sitting.

"Don't turn off Madam, let Susi watch. Susi just finished work." Susi's voice and rush sat in front of the television.

Baras drew his smile at Susi. "Yes, don't stay up too late Susi."

"Good Mistress!" suhut Susi. while turning on the television again.

The barrel enters the main room, then locks it. He dropped his body on the edge of the bed. Glancing at the pillow that Ibra used to use, really feel lonely .. he rubbed his stomach that he wanted to talk to.

"Darling .. good yeah right there, Mommy loves you. Later, if it's again. Must be a godly or godly child, so a useful person, a sinter one." Laras asked him to talk and the boy seemed to understand the conversation. He's getting agile moving.

Dian who was in Ibra's arms smiled happily. Both of them are now lying in a blanket. Dian hugged Ibra's body tightly as if afraid to leave.

Actually, Dian has been trying to raise the passion of her husband. But Ibra was so cold on the grounds tired, finally what has been served that has been offered. Wrapped again.

But it's nothing. What matters ... Ibra's with him tonight. His smile continued to expand and occasionally looked up at Ibra who was pretending to be asleep.

Ibra can't sleep. The shadow of Prolar danced in his mind and heart. Continuously flirting with her Smile, her curves plus a round belly add sexy to Ibra's eyes. Many times he swallowed his saliva.

While the clear dish was in plain sight, this time did not make his lusts rise. It's cold, it's not tasteful. He wants to come to Laras right now.

But what power. Dian was still literate, Ibra's hand stroking Dian's head in hopes of going to bed soon. "Sleep baby, it's night, she said?"

"Yes, sleepy! but ... can't we do something first that's very happy?" persuade Dian.

"Cannot. I'm tired, sleeping ah sleepy." Ibra's Mumbling.

Dian tightened her embrace. So that his body is completely attached to Ibra's body.

Finally Dian fell asleep, in Ibra's arms. While Ibra was still glaring unable to close her eyes, seeing that Dian was already sleeping, she carved out her happy smile.

Slowly he took off his embrace and kept Dian away from his body. He moved Dian's head on his pillow.

Slowly, Ibra woke up and sat staring at Dian's face, which may now be in dreamland. "Yes Allah .. forgive me, if it is not fair to carry out my role as a husband?" rubbed his face many times.

Down on the floor to Laras' room but hesitant, his heart was filled with guilt. Walking back and forth like an iron, occasionally staring at Dian's face. Finally, he sat back at the end of the bed.

Lying her body on Dian's side. Both of his eyes were staring at the ceiling, his gaze blank. Suddenly Dian's body moved back to embrace her.

Time keeps turning. The night was getting late, but the two eyes of Ibra could not be closed for a moment. He continued to fidget and kept awake, the clock has shown at 01.10 wib.

Ibra rubbed her eyes. "Crazy, nothing but having trouble sleeping. It is a waste of time if it is rich. Address tomorrow sleepy in the show." His inner.

He wags his blanket. Peering briefly at Dian who was very sound, Ibra came down and very carefully came out of Dian's room. To the kitchen to drink, his throat was thirsty.

After drinking, his intention was to go back to Dian's room. But what happened took him to the front of the main room, yes it was the room Laras. "Not enter?" step back and forth. For a moment Ibra paced before the door, and finally Ibra entered the room Laras. By holding private access, Ibra easily entered the room Laras.

Under the dim light. It appears that Laras is sleeping curled up. Ibra climbed on all fours, approaching the body of Laras who was curled up under his thick blanket.

Ibra kissed her forehead and cheeks full of warmth. Get into the blanket with great care, so as not to disturb the master.

Ibra hugged and rubbed the stomach of Laras who immediately greeted the baby with a gentle move.

Ibra's smile expanded, feeling the movement from inside the stomach of Laras.It was very slowly Ibra's hand slipped into the Pajamas Laras so that it touched directly with the skin of the stomach Laras. Then stick his chin on his shoulder.not bored-boss he looked at the owner of the beautiful face. Until he was drowsy and fell asleep ....

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