Marriage Contract Letter

Mulligroup

The group from the orphanage, has arrived. Everyone approached Laras and shook hands. The mother hugged Laras very tightly, letting go of the longs that did not meet.

"How are you, Mom ... I miss Mom. I'm sorry also the old one did not visit all of you," Laras said as he returned the embrace of the mother of the orphanage.

"Your mother and sisters are good, Laras, it's okay. Especially now that your pregnancy is getting bigger, so do not travel much, any money you often send to us. Best wishes for you, son." Said ma'am panti. Stomach Swelling Barrel.

"Well, Pah .. introduce. This is the housewife who took care of Laras from childhood to adulthood, she loves me too." Laras introduced the home mom and dad-in-law.

"Oh, is this? thanks huh? already taking care of Laras makes her a kind woman," Rahma said to the home mom while commenting on a smile, they hugged each other and kissed the left and right cheeks. Then the house mom cupped her hands in front of her chest to Mr. Marwan who was immediately welcomed by Mr. Marwan with the same thing.

Jodi, who was standing in the corner of the room was so amazed. Unnerved to see the beauty of Laras increasingly out her aura, plus now wearing a veil in line with the dress she was wearing.

"Waw, that's so pretty girl. May Allah .. if I could have it. How happy my heart is, dear. You've been redacted people, if only we'd met first? maybe you will be mine, not the married Malik Ibrahim." Inner Jodi, his eyes can not be separated from the figure of a Laras.

Miftah accompanied by a beautiful woman and holding a toddler, occasionally glanced towards Laras who sat down to rest. Among the other women. The aura of her beauty is increasingly radiated, her appearance is very much different than it used to be very simple. Even though now it is not too luxurious, there are still many changes from the figure of the woman he once loved and never the dipper together.

Ibra and Dian, are welcoming guests. From Ibra's colleagues who took the time to come, even though the time to enter work. Some come to mingle in this four-month bagyakuran.

To shorten the time that keeps turning. The event was started, immediately opened by Ida's ustazah mother who was invited by Ibra who was now sitting next to Laras.

The Netra of Ibra's eyes continued to observe in the direction of Jodi and Miftah who continued to pay attention towards Laras. Want to feel to cover Laras to avoid the views of these men. But as much as possible he had to hide his jealousy, even though his heart was burning hot, coarse.

Ustazah's mother is ready with her microphone. Start with basmalah.

"Assalamua'laikum, wb ...."

"Wa'alaikumus salam wr. wb." Answer everyone present at the venue.

"First we give thanks to God subhana huata'ala, who has given us some favors that we sometimes do not realize. We often forget and do not want to be grateful. We often forget what we have or have, if it's just a deposit.

May all of us, God make good people grateful to him. Gratitude, - as big and small as any favors we have got. Aamiin-Aamiin, O Allah, Robbal'alamin.

Like now, we should be grateful to have been met here, face to face with each other that maybe this is the first time huh? with the aim to offer the best prayers for this family, and especially for prospective babies who are still in the womb. Generally for the good of all of us.

We all have not forgotten either. Saying sholawat and greeting to our lord Muhammad shalallahu alaihi wasallam and his companions.

I thank you very much, for the presence of brothers/sisters, mothers. Ladies and gentlemen, who are present. In his four-monthly ceremony Mrs Larasati and Mr. Malik Ibrahim, and also the presence of adek-adek all who also attended. May all of you God make righteous and godly children. Dedicated to the elderly, useful for the nation and nation as well as religion. Aamiin the God of robball'alamin.

We are all present in this place, there is nothing else to pray for the prospective baby lady Laras. To be a godly and godly child one day when he is born into this world. Aamiin ya robball.

Why do we hold a four-month bagyakuran? for this is our gratitude for the greatness of God subhana huata'ala, who has gifted something very precious. Yes it is. inshaAllah good offspring, children are the care that we must take care of. We learn and we love with all our heart.

Whatever the child's shortcomings, we as parents are obliged to love him, educate him. Noticed it. Masya Allah .. I like to be sad, I cry when there is a baby, a child who was dumped by his mother. By his own parents, how many people want to have children. How many people miss his presence. But why do so many parents throw the child away?"

Not felt, almost everyone present shed tears. Hearing the utterance of Ida's ustazah that sliced the heart.

Likewise with Dian, he wiped the corners of his watery eyes. So remember yourself, who wants to have children but destiny says something else.

Ms. Rahma who was close to Dian rubbed her shoulders and smiled to just strengthen.

"We are here, with the aim of none other than praying that the fetus is always given a blessing. From inside the stomach until later born and live life in the world later.

I'll explain a little bit what the four-monthly meaning is? which is ... the first 40 days in the form of nutfah or viscous fluid in the mother's womb.

The second 40 days develop into ‘alaqah or a lump of blood.

And the third 40 days develop into a mudhghah or a lump of meat. Masiah Allah ....

If all the time in the phase is calculated based on the month, it will be equal to 4 months or 120 days. 

In this 4th month, Allah SWT sent an angel to blow the soul into the fetus contained in the mother's womb.

What a great God has created nature with it? including us as its inhabitants. Let's start with sholawat badar."

Bu ustazah directly led the sholawat and special prayer, with a loud and clear voice.

After the series after the series of events was completed, the arrival of the distribution of parcels, especially for orphans and orphanages given directly by Laras and Ibra. Eat the food that is available in front.

"You're here too?" search for Dian on Jodi who is taking food at the parasmanan table.

"Yes, I'm with the orphanage. Why?" Jodi asked back and looked at Dian.

"So ... You also know Laras dong?" ask Dian again while pointing inward.

"Know," replied Jodi, still taking food, taking her to the guest chair and sitting there.

Dian raised his eyebrows. "Have you ever had any interest?"

Jodi just stared expressionlessly at Dian.

"Em .. I mean, do you ever like it, same him? she's beautiful." - ralat Dian

Before Jodi replied, she smiled and chewed and swallowed with ease Jodi said. " Of course, Like it, there is no man who is not interested or not crazy about his beautiful, friendly figure. Including your husband is also crazy about her."

"You mean?" dian sambi scrunched up her keninh.

Jodi swallows first to eat in her mouth. "Yes, all men will be fascinated, infatuated with beautiful women like him. Moreover, not only the face is beautiful, but .. also his heart. How kind of service to her husband, it's natural that your husband is also very bucin with her."

Dian stunned. Looking anxiously at Jodi, who was eating. Then Jodi turned back.

"If only I, get him. Never will I waste him." half whispered and then passed me somewhere?

Makes Dian's heart more upset, anxious and hot.

"La, I'm saying yes? thank you for the invitation and the banquet" said Miftah who carried her son.

"La, who is it?" search Ibra curious.

"Oh, this is Mr.'s wife" Miftah added to Ibra.

"Yes, equally.thank you for coming too. Where's your wife?" asked Laras dizzy looking for the whereabouts of Mr. Rt's wife. Alias bu Rt's.

"Outside, still eating" said Miftah pointing out.

"Ooh .. Your son is asleep." Laras rubbed his son Miftah's head. Laras' left hand never escaped Ibra's grasp.

Do not forget to give parcels and envelopes as mementos.

After saying goodbye to others. Miftah rushes out of the place.

"La, I'm saying yes? thanks blah blah blah." Ibra imitated the word Miftah to Laras.

Laras. "What the hell?" while shaking.

"Mr ustazah, thank you very much for your presence. For his prayer as well," Laras took his parcel of+amplop.

"Sama-sama Dek Laras, thank you for inviting me and trusting me. To bring this show." Bu ustazah nodded at Laras and Ibra.

"Thank you also for the dinner and the gift. May Allah replace every fortune in the family by this release, with something very abundant and blessed. Aamiin O Allah," continued Ustazah Ida.

Complex people are coming home. Now it is the turn of Ibra's co-workers who came home, all of them did not forget to also congratulate Ibra and Laras.

There was also a nosy and said. "Why is your stuff blunt on Dian so she's not pregnant. While the same one is, get pregnant immediately."

Ibra simply replied with a smile, and continued to shake hands in turn. At the moment Dian was out of nowhere, which was clearly in the room there was nothing.

Zayn and Jodi are chatting, apparently they were friends when the school used to be. "Over time we don't see friends? howareyou. Good or bad, or mediocre," Zayn joked with a laugh.

The handsome and white man welcomed Zayn's helping hand with a face that glowed happily. "It's nice to meet you. After all this time we are separated by distance and time, ha ha ha ...."

"Why are you here? ask Zayn. "Don't tell me you've been invited by Dian." Zayn thinks Jodi came because of Dian's invitation, because Zayn Jodi was Dian's coworker.

"Right, I'm here, because I got an invitation from Laras personally. I mean I was invited by the orphanage to meet the invitation from Laras, pretty while diving. Drinking water ha ha ha .." again Jodi laughed.

"Hahaha, I thought of diving while drinking milk." Timpal Zayn grinned.

Then the two entered to meet Laras and Ibra. Ibra is not in place. The situation grew even worse as guests continued to return home. There's a housebu, Laras. Mama-in-law, Zayn and Jodi join and talk until there is joy and laughter and all. Dian who just came along smiled.

Ibra came with Mr. Marwan, and saw Laras laughing so crisply with Jodi and Zayn.

Seeing the arrival of Ibra, Laras' smile faded and glanced at the clockwork showing at 11:15 wib. Immediately stand up and approach Ibra.

"Why stop laughing?" ketus Ibra on Laras slowly.

The barrel pointed towards the clock. "It's time to go Friday prayers, I prepared the same gloves with his cocoa clothes, huh?"

The barrel takes its steps towards the room, to prepare the holster and the chef. Ibra's tailing from behind.

In the living room, after Laras and Ibra left. "Well, how do we go to the mosque first" Marwan asked the man who was there, in addition to Jodi, Zayn and Barko.

"Oh, I'm again m, Om, so I'll just go straight to the office." Zayn hurriedly moved from his seat.

"Basic, haven't been converted yet?" jodi told Zayn.

"Eeh .. not yet converted. But depending on the date, ha ha ha ..." Zayn. "I said yes first .." waving my hands.

"Mr Jodi wants to pray juam'at too? ahuhhh already handsome .. diligent worship as well, really cool. Idaman cuseet ..." said Susi who so admired the figure of Jodi.

"Yes dong .. must be it," said Jodi. "Yes, Mom, I go to the mosque first yes, I go home later after I go home" Jodi told the home. As a donor but he was so good to the house and the children.then followed Mr. Marwan and Mr. Barko.

Dian stared at the back of his co-worker. Lost behind the door.

Ibra who is still in the room, get ready. "I don't like you getting along with other men."

"Akrabic? familiar how, ordinary anyway, natural anyways. His name is also a college friend first," said Laras while buttoning the cocoa that Ibra wore.

"Jodi as well, you might laugh at him. Just as I don't laugh like that" Ibra continued. He looked at himself in the mirror wearing a peci, sarong and cocoa.

"So you can be funny? what makes me laugh?" ask Laras. Spraying perfumes on Ibra's body. Already, go there. It's noon." Baras retreated his steps backward.

"Yes, no," said Ibra turning her body. He was about to kiss Laras cheek but Laras immediately dodged.

"Eh ... already have wudu, right?" tanya Laras looked towards Ibra.

Ibra pulled the corner of her lips smiling. "Forget. Assalamua'laikum?"

"Wa'alaikumus greetings."

Ibra exited the room Laras, in a different suit. Dian who saw Ibra passing in front of him, gasped. Now Ibra has changed a lot from before ....

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