Marriage Contract Letter

Just reason

Ibra developed her smile. Not necessarily answering what Dian asked, making Dian look full of curiosity.

After a long wait, Ibra finally opened her voice. "I will strive to be a good husband and father, someone who is responsible. He's not the sweet cane that I've finished and dumped! we have to take care of the boy together."

What an answer that makes nyesek to the heart. "I don't want to share a husband anymore, I'm tired." hiks hiks Dian hyks crying.

Ibra let out a long breath, then looked over. Then turned his gaze back to the front focusing with his steering wheel. "Everything is already dear .. You also bring him among us,"

"I, I and I were wrong. I kept the wrong one!" she covered her face with her hands and wept bitterly.

With lirih Ibra said. "Darling, listen to me. I didn't sue for offspring before. I will be patient until God gives you a miracle of pregnancy, but you are still presenting some women that I must marry. Until now Laras is pregnant, please do not make him just as a printer of the child that you finally take and you remove his mother. No!"

"Of course, I'll take his son. Because all I want is her son, not her mother as your mistress," Dian's tone gets higher.

Czechiiit ....

Ibra's car suddenly. Ibra turned her head and positioned her seat facing Dian. Looked at with a sharp look. "You think the boy's a pet. Who can you take ha?"

"But it's already written in our agreement, after giving birth I'll send in to continue her studies. And my son will be both of us. You divorce her, she can remarry another, have another child." Dian said.

"Hem, you think it'll be that easy? until any time, I won't leave him. Let alone divorcing her and it's been repeatedly I've explained that." Ibra looked at the two beads of Dian's eyes that were covered in tears.

"You? you've hurt me, you've forgotten our love, you used to love me so much. But now that you've changed so much, you love her more. Same with me you're so cold, is that true you're the same as me ha?"

"It's not so dear ... not disgusted, when I was like that? that's how you feel, baby" Ibra caressed Dian's camper, which Dian immediately brusque tepis.

"Are you no longer in love with me?" dian said with a hoarse voice, his heart was broken. Though his intention is only to make a happy husband and family.

Ibra was silent, confused what else to say? free constantly blame Dian as well. Because behind that, Dian also hurt with her own actions.

At first Dian only wanted to make a happy husband and parents who wanted to have children, while from both sides just an only child. No sister or brother.

Dian was sobbing, Ibra couldn't bear to see it. He recovers Dian's body brought him into the arms. "Honey, don't cry. live this whole thing sincerely, accept Laras as your honey. Because I can't let go either."

"By the way it's easy, you don't feel the pain of the heart I see alone, and so on. This heartache baby, ruined." Dian straightened himself. Then back to Ibra's arms.

"Eeh ... When there was Yulia and Mery, you never sulked or what? why have you changed." Hugged Dian tightly and the other hand gently rubbed the wife's head.

"Hiks hyks. I used to know you only gave them the same obligation, but now another. You also have a heart. You love Laras."

Ibra breathed heavily while leaning her back against the back of the seat. "Am I wrong? if I love her, she's a good girl, bringing a positive aura to me. Even she's hounding my son, where's the fault?" ibra bingun.

"He has always served me well, sincerely. Not just-"

"Not just in bed? yes," sambar Dian looked up.

Ibra nodded slowly. "I'm coming at it like I love you."

Hearing that, Dian's tangais further broke. Her crying is so bitter. Ibra kept wiping her back to make her calmer. "It's a dear .. already. Stop your crying."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the windshield, he said Ibra's car was blocking the road. Ibra finally drove her car to Mension.

Silent!

Dian's cry has subsided, only occasional stuffing. He rested his head on Ibra's shoulder while driving.

Arriving at the Mension, Ibra escorted Dian to her room. "Dear, rest. I'm going to go to my room first." Ibra was about to rotate the body but Ibra's hand was pulled Dian, invited to bed.

"I, going to my room first, have something I want to take from there." Ibra said as she pulled her hand from Laras's hand.

"But dear ... benta .. r aja," embrace Ibra's shoulder. "I miss us like we used to be, friendly. Harmonious, Full of love. I miss those days." Rajuk Dian kissed the husband's lips.

Ibra just kept quiet. Staring at Dian who seemed to be being enveloped by passion. Ibra pushed him back so he sat on the edge of the bed.

Dian sat on Ibra's lap and held her hand around Ibra's neck. With Aggressive Dian in control, fondling the husband who is only accepting.

What Ibra is doing right now is just following without any desire. To do it or to start over. Finally Ibra did his duty even though he was less interested, so in a matter of minutes. Ibra is done. Dian was a little disappointed, but still mending lah. than not at all.

Dian frowned, pulled her blanket and leaned her head on Ibra's shoulder. His hand touched the chest of the field and moved down waking the withered junior ibra and sleeping. Because the junior didn't wake up any more and withered and hid.

Ibra got up and picked up the underwear that was splattered on the floor. "I want to take a shower first" Ibra said and grabbed the hanging kimono. He wore it and took footsteps into his private room.

Dian hugged the bolster with her lips slightly turned back.

Ibra stands under a warm shower. The shadows of the face of Laras danced in the eye pelupuk.

Before leaving, Ibra said goodbye to Dian in her room. "Darling, I'll go first, okay?" ibra said after being in Dian's room. Dian was sitting on the couch and playing with her cell phone.

"Now?" tanya Dian looked at the arrival of Ibra who approached her.

"Yes, oya. I'm going to Balikpapan for a few days. Pamit huh?" rubbing Dian's back.

"Oh yeah? I want to come along .. but, busy rich," said Dian stuck his chin on Ibra's shoulder.

"Oh, it's not long there, have you, I go first huh?" cuph kissed Dian's forehead.

"Don't go, stay here overnight. Yea?" sul Dian as her hands embrace Ibra's arms.

"Tomorrow's night, I'm here, baby, tomorrow there's a meeting here." Lirih Ibra stood up from her seat.

"But still kangen." said Dian with a spoiled tone and hugged the body of the husband tightly.

"Tomorrow I'll come back here, baby," said Ibra returned Dian's embrace and stroked her hair.

Dian who buried her head in Ibra's chest. Suddenly holding his head. "Oh, baby .. Why is my head aakit gini? giddy."

Ibra. "Why baby?" directly carrying Dian's body, he lay it on the bed. "I called the doctor yeah-"

"Don't love, don't call the doctor. It's rich with drugs in the health room and I'll get well." Dian said while grimacing and holding her forehead.

"Yes, already. I'll call the assistant first." Ibra immediately called the housekeeper rather bring medicine for Dian.

Ibra sat down and pinched Dian's forehead slowly, she seemed anxious to see Dian who continued to grimace.

"Ouch .. pain. Ouch .." groaned Dian who continued to moan in pain.

"What a strong one, baby? soon people will bring you medicine. Yes wait!" ibra muttered, stroking Dian's forehead.

Dian wakes up, shuffles. Sit down and put her head on the chest of Ibra's field asking that her husband embrace her body.

Ibra placed the back of the hand on the temple and under Dian's ear, but the heat was normal. Not high or any signs of pain, but just be quiet. But this time it was right.

"Darling, don't go? my head hurts, I'm afraid anything will happen, you don't exist. How's it?" his voice continued to sulk.

The assistant came with medicine for Madam, Dian. "This, Mr. .. medicine for Madam, may she recover quickly."

Ibra took a tray containing mineral water and medicine for Dian. Then, he gave it to Dian. "Let's take the medicine first."

The assistant left Ibra and Dian alone.

Then Dian took his medicine slowly. Then Dian lay back down with his hand holding Ibra's arm.

"Darling, don't go? I beg ... accompany me here." Dian.

"Would you be treated by a doctor? let it heal quickly. Yea? honey yes," persuaded Ibra while stroking Dian's hair.

Dian closed her eyes. Shakes slowly. "No, let me just rest and you'll be there enough, yeah don't go." The more her embrace.

Ibra's suspicious, if this is the only reason. So that he wouldn't leave, but he pretended to believe it, and Ibra had to rack his brain. To get out of this Mension.

"Ow .. dear, sick ... It hurts so much." Rintih Dian while holding her head.

Ibra stroked and slightly pinched Dian's forehead and head. "Try to sleep, yo sleep ..." in his soft voice.

"Can't sleep! Pain ... pain, hyks hyx," crying pain.

"Yes, that's why I call the doctor, let it heal quickly. I'll call first" Ibra's hand grabbed her phone to call her personal doctor.

"Don't you, baby. I beg. Just now I take medicine, just look at it until morning, if still gini also just call ya? I beg ..." persuade Dian.

Ibra grunting. "alright. Then then? it's up to you."

Dian smiled, and hugged Ibra's body back. Her smile expands behind her husband's chest. I don't know what he's thinking right now ....

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