Marriage Contract Letter

Other than the others

Then Ibra went to work with Zayn. After escorting Ibra to the terrace, he went back inside.

"What time do you leave, darling?" asked Rahma, Marwan added with a nod.

"Later Mah. At about eight o'clock, I'm gonna go in the room first, okay?" sahut Laras all pay to the room.

Arriving at the room, Laras rushed to fetch water. To perform duha first, before getting ready to the clinic.

After some time, Baras left. Ms. Rahma and Mr. Marwan talked to each other. "About our granddaughter a boy or a girl? guess aja. If the guess is correct .. can ask anything with Mama."

Mr. Marwan changed his sitting position, faced with his wife. "meaning? If Papa's guess is correct, and Mama loses. Can you ask for any gifts with Mama?"

"Yes, dear Papa ... Mama guessed our granddaughter. Ouch ... Mama likes to be bubbly when she sees a girl's toddler dress."

"What the hell, according to Papa? it must be a boy," sure enough, Mr. Marwan guessed that the fetus that is now the biological barrel is a boy.

"Mama will win if the child is a girl. Gorgeous

okay, like his mother." Ms. Rahma I'm sure of her guess.

"Mah's men .. believe in Papa." Kekeh Mr. Marwan if his first grandson is a boy and very sure.

"The Girl Pah .. the girl." Rahma also remained chuckling.

"Indeed, if a son, Mama doesn't love is our grandson?" mister Marwan asked, looking at his wife, curious about the answer.

"Honey is Pah .. time is not! just ... if it can be a girl first, he he he .." mom Rahma mesem.

"Papa anyway and certainly Ibra too, want men first. If the girls, it can make again," said Marwan.

"But, Pah?" mama Rahma looked worriedly.

"Why?" ask Mr. Marwan.

"What about Dian's plan to separate Ibra and Laras and her son, it means we-"

"That means we won't have any more grandchildren?" asked Mr. Marwan and replied a nod by Ms. Rahma.

"I am sure that Ibra will not leave Laras no matter what. And Ibra will not separate Laras from his son. So we can have another grandson Mah .. believe me? Mama don't see if Ibra bucin is the same Laras, Ma."

"Yes .. but sometimes Mama is worried that Dian is reckless, Pa. even though Mama knows that Dian herself is not necessarily able to take care of her, except using a baby sitter." The face of Rahma's mother showed her anxiety.

Fearing that Dian would actually separate Laras from Ibra and take her son from Laras.

"Don't worry Ma ... Laras isn't that stupid, and Ibra won't let Dian do it all." Added mr. Marwan. Embrace the wife's shoulder.

"Yes, already. Mama wants to see Laras first." Rahma moved off the sofa. With his mischief, Marwan patted the butt of the wife who stepped away, towards the room Laras.

At this time, Rahma's mother was in front of the door of Laras' room. "Darling, Mama can come in?"

Silent!

There was no sound from the inside. slowly Rahma's hand held the doorknob, slowly he turned and pushed in. It looks as if Laras is prostrating, on a stretch of peace. "Masya Allah ... My daughter-in-law!"

Madam Rahma shed happy tears, looking at this mantunya. Other than the others, completely different from other ghosts or Dian.

"Why Ma?" search the husband at Rahma who returned again and sit in the original place.

Rahma rubbed her watery eyes. "I'm so happy, Pah .. our daughter-in-law is different from the others, she's simple. Salehah, trying to be a good wife for our son. Bringing a good aura to Ibra as well."

"Yes, Mah. I also saw him and Papa was also very happy to have a ghost like him, so it's a pity if Ibra let him go."

"Yes, Pah ... Mama also does not want if Laras, Ibra release. Yes, Allah .. lest that happen." Ms. Rahma looked up and rubbed her face.

Baras who is now preparing to leave, using long clothes and do not miss his veil with matching colors. "Eh .. It was like there was a mother's voice, what was it?" mumbled Laras while looking at his reflection in the mirror.

Grab his beloved little bag and check the contents. Then Laras came out of his room, approaching the in-laws.

"Eh, baby, are you ready?" greet Rahma's mother who just came out of her room.

"Yes, Mah, are you ready yet?" Backlighting of the mother-in-law.

"Each doong, Pah .. ayok?" said Rahma, then called her husband who was still in the room.

The barrel continued to move its legs, while taking the key from the bag. His eyes looked for the invisible Susi in the place where Laras crossed.

"Sus .. ayu? follow me," Laras continued to step towards the terrace, approaching his BMW car parked sweetly next to the house.

He sits behind the wheel. Waiting for the others still in the house.

Moments later Rahma and Marwan appear, from behind Susi following.

Now everyone is in the car and has their seat belts on. Once everything was ready, Laras drove his car slowly.

"Whatever the steering wheel is," Mr. Marwan offered power.

"No pa-pa, Pah .. let me just bring it." Sahut Laras while focusing his gaze forward.

"Yes, honey. Papa brought it! let you not be soiled." Timpal bu Rahma who sat behind Susi.

"This time, let me just Mah .. no pa-pa really." Replied Laras, showing his smile.

"Yes, already. Then be careful" said Rahma.

The car continues to go at medium speed. Go to the recommended clinic for USG.

After, a few tens of minutes later. The car entered the clinic yard, Laras and the others got off the car.

They walked into the clinic and then they signed up. Everyone sat in the waiting room, until finally Laras was called by an expert doctor.

The barrel is agitated, as Ibra has not yet appeared either. He told me he was already in the clinic.

Before starting the process. Doctors and Laras also started the family by talking about pregnancy.

At times Laras' head turned towards the door. Hoping for Ibra to come, all Laras saw was Susi by the door.

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In office. Ibra is still busy with her work, but after receiving a short message from Laras, Ibra rushes. Immediately put the phone in the pocket and close the laptop.

He came out of his study. Go to Zayn's room, tell him he's going to the clinic for a second.

Gts ....

Gts ....

Gts ....

"Zayn, I'm going to the clinic for a minute, take care of everything." If I don't come back here again, I'll go straight to the ministry. You go straight there. I'm taking a cab."

"OKAY. Hopefully smoothly Boss," said Zayn while saluting.

Ibra immediately swung her steps towards the elevator. To get to the office yard, a taxi happened to be waiting.

Ibra's steps are wider after seeing the taxi he ordered already hanging out in the parking lot. Surely Ibra's heart has been pounding erratically, hoping to be anxious about USG, whether girls or boys are clear. He will welcome you very happily.

"Go sir, to the xx street of your hope clinic."

The driver nodded and quickly ran the car.

Ibra's heart beat beyond the normal limit, I can't wait to get to the location. And do not want to go through a very precious moment in his life, let alone this is the first time for him.

But who would have thought the road suddenly jammed and he said in front of there was an accident. A heartbreaking incident, said the man from ahead.

Several times Ibra puffed her cheeks and breathed a rough sigh. He was getting restless, seeing the time that felt so fast spinning. While his steps seemed to be embedded in place. "Astagfirullah .. find another way, sir." Pinta Ibra on taxi driver.

"I'm sorry, sir to get to the road is difficult to get a shortcut," said the driver.

Ibra is getting muddled. The heart is getting riled up. How to get here on time. "Keep, how's dong sir? I have to be on time to come to that place."

"Looks, there's a shortcut. But use the motor," added the taxi driver.

"Yes, already. Take me to a place where I can get a bike, as soon as possible. Please Sir? for me this is very important."

"Well, sir." The driver turned the cab around, albeit with great difficulty. It's hard, but it can eventually be. Passing cars lined up in the back.

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Susi, who was at the clinic watching the latest news. There was an incident on the xx road that was definitely heading that way.

"Mrs? Young lady, there was an accident. On xx street." Laras and the others turned towards Laras.

"What accident was Sus?" ask Laras curiously.

"Car collision Mistress. Uuh .. crowded, the road is also jammed completely." Susi.

Mr. Marwan and Ms. Rahma, especially Laras suddenly worried. Considering Ibra must have gone down that road. The three exchanged glances, Laras Face pale instantly.

"Can you start now, ma'am?" ask the gynecologist.

"Em, will you soon, Doc? wait for my husband to come, because he has ordered. If you want to see directly." Lirih Laras with a face that is clearly drawn hilarious.

"Bah, call Ibra try. Ask where is it?" mama Rahma looked worriedly at her husband.

Marwan called Ibra. To ask where he is? But many times it was not lifted. By the son.

"Not appointed Mah" Mr. Marwan shook his head.

The look of Laras' eyes also led to Mr. Marwan. Repeatedly swallowed his saliva, hoping nothing would happen to Ibra.

"Where's Madam? we can start now" the doctor asked.

Barrel glanced at the doctor. "Sorry Doc, can wait a little longer. Or, the doctor can handle the other first. Let me just later."

"Oh, yes no pa-pa in wait, but I want to go out for a while, just a moment" said the doctor graciously.

Laras nodded. "Please doc."

Then, the doctor moved while nodding respectfully at his guest. Then leave the room.

"Phone again try Pah," pinta bu Rahma he was so riled up pacing back and forth, not necessarily direction.

While Laras was dumbstruck while biting his fingernails. His mind floated, somewhere. Clearly, Ibra's face continued to dance on her eyelids ....

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