Marriage Contract Letter

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"Aih .. I'm ashamed" said Laras and still standing.

But Ibra instead came out even without shame to pee in front of Laras who suddenly turned his face in the other direction.

Then, Laras continued his intention of wanting to pee earlier. After the ritual in her toilet was over, Ibra again carried Laras to the bed.

Laras' hands clasped Ibra's shoulders while looking fixed on her husband's face. "Don't treat me like this. Later I will be spoiled," Laras voice softly.

The ear of Ibra only hears without responding. Now they are lying in their original place. Ibra again carried Laras' body into his arms.

"Darling, it looks like the day after tomorrow. Sunday night I'm leaving for Balikpapan, all right at home?"

Laras. "So yeah?"

"So, it's been there for a week!" ibra answered while stroking his wife's hair.

"Sama Dian's there?" tanya Laras put her chin on Ibra's chest. Staring sayu.

"Em .. Why come, dear hem?" ibra asked very gently.

"Ah, no .. just. It's good that he's coming, so you have his friend" Laras replied casually and pinched the nose of the beaver ibra.

"Oh, is Kirain jealous?" ibra said as she developed her smile.

"No," said Laras, putting his cheek back on the chest of Ibra's field.

"It seems he can't come either, because he's busy with his work. You are the one who came, right? but there are also not streets, but work affairs. Done, go straight home again. Keep having to go to Bandung, there my business is waiting."

Baras looked up again with tired eyes drowsy. "So busy out of town?"

"Dear, the next month to Surabaya and Banjarmasin. But if your pregnancy has reached 9 months, I will try to be at home to take care of you. Although there is business outside, inevitably Zayn who must replace, let me take care of the headquarters. Replacement."

Laras took a long breath. "Hem .. busy? sleepy ah," again yawned.

"Yes, baby pray for me? good luck always, and good luck too." Ibra kissed the head of Laras. "Bobo darling."

"I never forget, pray for you" said Laras, closing his eyes, then his lips komat kamit reading a prayer to sleep.

"Thank you baby!"

Suddenly Laras was aghast. "Yes, my gosh, I forgot. Tomorrow I want to ultrasound check the gender of baby."

"Astagfirullah, yes dear. How could I forget too? I can't wait to know her gender. A girl or a hero?"

"I don't know, I just wanted a check. Brother ..." lirih Laras while holding the hand of Ibra who rubbed his stomach.

"Yes, already. What time do you want to leave. Let Mr. Barko deliver, but even if it doesn't send Dian."

"I can go alone, or Susi. Then mama and papa, must follow the tablets," Laras' voice was very soft.

"Oh .. okay. Careful huh?" ibra's hand pulled the head of Laras, then kissed him friendly.

"Yes." Yeah." Laras returned Ibra's embrace. While imagining how tomorrow is, it feels impatient to know the gender. The eyes that were heavy were suddenly fresh.

"Tomorrow, when you get to the clinic tell me? I'm going straight there, I have to watch and hear the doctor say tomorrow" Ibra said.

"Ah, dear, the baby is moving," said Laras very enthusiastic and rubbed his stomach that there is movement inside.

Ibra gasped and was happy, not just words from Laras who said the baby was moving. But also with the word call dear spoken from the lips Laras. Ibra immediately put the palm on Laras' stomach and felt his kick.

The smiles of the two were already expanding. "If this boy were you going to name him?" laras asked, his eyes glaring at Ibra.

"Em .. if the man .. I give his name, Akmal Satya Ibrahim. If a girl, her name ... Aamera Satya Ibrahim's. How's it? okay, okay, dear hem?" ibra said with a look of a happy face.

Laras showed his beautiful smile to Ibra and nodded in agreement. "As far as you are, I agree."

Ibra's finger rubbed the Barrel's cheek very gently. "Tonight you look so beautiful, dear" with a long look.

"What other nights I'm not pretty?" returned Ibra's gaze for a moment, then lowered her head.

"Beautiful, always beautiful." Timpal Ibra and lifting the chin Laras. Let me look up perfectly.

Laras looked up, but his gaze remained downward. Ibra immediately kissed the forehead, the Laras cheek full of warmth. It ended on her seductive lips. Ibra ******* and m******* very gently.

His hands did not stay silent, playing around in both places terpaforitnya. And taking off his barrier, his two eyes Ibra had already begun to be adorned with a thick fog of passion.

But on the sidelines, Laras whispered. "Did you do it with Dian?" search Laras with his raucous voice.

Ibra did not answer, just stared fixedly, her bead eyes were in a rush of passion that soon peaked.

Barrel ask again questions. "Have you cleaned up? after hanging out." Staying, hoping for answers.

Finally, Ibra nodded. "Dear .... Under these circumstances, have you ever asked that? of course I clean up right away, baby, you know. I prayed isaya?" with a little anxiety Ibra bit something Laras body part, making Laras squealing delicious tingling.

This causes the skin to be red. "Ah ... tuh, right .. red. Don't want to," Laras groaned while hitting Ibra's shoulder and certainly not angry.

"I'm sorry baby, there's an ointment in the drawer that I've prepared" whispered Ibra with her hunting breath.

The night is getting late, plus it is outside the drizzling rain. Adding to the night temperature is getting colder and very suitable atmosphere to seek warmth, even for those who already have a partner. If there is no partner, just blanket and roll it he he he he!

Take a break, start again. It's been a opium for Ibra. Not satisfied just once or twice, not responsible to spend two hours to perform the ritual. Until their bodies are really tired. The ibra droops weakly beside Laras' body. Which is also tired, the body feels very sticky.

Ibra, pee, cheek. Right and left. "Beloved," whispered Ibra in Laras' ear that closed his eyes.

In a short time, Ibra fell asleep. Hugging each other. But Laras is still awake, not immediately able to sleep. Netra's eyes stared at Ibra's handsome face, albeit under the dim light. But it looks clear.

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Early in the morning Laras was plunging and struggling in the kitchen. She does not let Susi prepare her own breakfast. Previously Laras had taken care of Ibra first, from starting to bathe and dress. Tidy up, Finish it Barrels straight into the kitchen.

At the table, there is already a warm coffee that scented coffee into the nasal cavity. Ibra came and sat in the chair facing the coffee.

"Hem .. smell the coffee." Ibra smelled the fragrance from coffee.

"Bagy morning?" saya bu Rahma and Mr. Marwan approached the dining table. Ms. Rahma made coffee first, for the husband.

"Morning, Mah ..." Ibra carved a smile on the two people she knew. "Yes, Mama and Dad, we're not going anywhere today, are we?"

"No, why baby?" asked Rahma, then glanced at her husband.

"That, please take Laras to the clinic. I'll be there." Ibra looked seriously at both of her parents.

"Oh, yes ... want USG, right? sure doong, we're coming, Pa?" Glanced at Mr. Marwan as well.

Laras smiled as he glanced at the husband and the in-laws who were chatting.

"I'm busy, I want a meeting. Later noon. Tomorrow night will! fly to Balikpapan, pray for me huh?" ibra said back while sipping his coffee.

"Oh, yes .. We certainly pray for your kindness. Smoothness of your efforts as well." timpal ma'am Rahma and Marwan nodded their heads in agreement with the words of the wife just now.

Then they had breakfast together, Ibra looked very hungry. After last night tired of working hard, plowing fields that will soon pay off. Ibra secretly messem himself when remembering it.

"Hi ... morning, I'm not late right?" the voice of someone new came.

All gasped, looking at the person who had suddenly appeared at that place. "You can't say hello from the front. Tap on, don't suddenly appear." scolds Ibra on Zayn who pulled his chair.

"Ah .. duration. Take the plate, I'm hungry, "G glance at Susi who is washing the pan.

"Mr Zayn is like a demon, suddenly coming." Timpal Susi while carrying a plate for Zayn.

"August, aunt, Om. Young lady, can I have breakfast?" Zayn saw Ibra's parents and Laras alternately.

"Morning too, son Zayn, let's grab some breakfast." Ms. Rahma thrust out a plate containing the cooking.

"Come, eat Zayn," Marwan pointed to the meal.

Barrel showed his smile to Zayn. "Please, if less. Susi makes it again."

Not a waste of time, Zayn immediately irrigated his plate with several menus. Then Zayn devoured it.

Ibra, finish the meal. Until the remaining plates, then gulp the drink until the remaining half and Laras drink it.

As he moved from his seat Ibra said. "I'm gonna get my suit."

"Let me take it," Laras stood following Ibra's wide steps.

The two went into the room, Laras got his Ibra suit, he forgot to prepare. The barrel helps to wear and tidy it up.

"Today I will miss you" said Ibra staring at the owner of the beautiful face.

Netra's eyes Laras moved, looking at Ibra who was staring at him. With a sigh Laras said. "Tomorrow to see you again, right? If you stay here, what does Dian say?"

"Yes, already. You moved again to Mension? let us meet every day. Would you love hem?" his thumb stroked the cheek of Laras.

Laras shook his head slowly. "No, please understand?" half begged Ibra if she didn't want to go back to the Mension.

"OKay" Ibra hugged Laras' body very tightly. Spill out longing.

Suddenly Laras hit Ibra's chest, smiling. "Tomorrow what! I'm going to the clinic later, right? see you again."

"Oh, I forgot, I'm done kangen keep nih." Plied cheeks, forehead. Head with his little kiss.

"Ih .. it's ah, bosen." Pinta Laras distanced herself.

"What, bored? beware if you ask!" ibra said grinning.

"No, when do I ask, never." Elak Laras is confident.

"Em .. I never asked, on the lips. In the heart, you want to keep going, right? ngaku, come ...."

Laras put on his smile. "Ih .. kind of know." Laras threw away his embarrassed face ....

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