Marriage Contract Letter

Cat and Rat

Zayn turned his body back, hearing Susi's chatter. Closer to the giving of babble, then. "Assalamu'alaikum," in a loud voice he aimed at Susi's ears.

Susi's eyes widened, glaring perfectly. Both of his palms held the two eardrums that suddenly hurt because of Zayn's actions. "Sir, what's crazy Zayn? I heard from far away too. No need to say hello in front of my ears by shouting everything. Crazy fucker."

Zayn scratched his non-itchy head. "I'm so confused, I'm always wrong in your eyes. Maybe you are crazy? or crazy or .. like that."

Dugh!

"Awwww," Zayn screeched as he lifted his hot, aching leg.

Apparently Susi stomped on Zayn's feet immediately. He was angry not to be said to be crazy by Zayn, even Susi added with a kick right on his knee.

No doubt Zayn fell to the floor. Screaming, Zayn grumbled. "Eh. If you feel good why yesterday you did not take care of your master? maybe he's not in this hospital right now. You tulalite."

Susi bengong's. That's true Zayn said. "But ... How can I act? if the tip of the knife has already led to the young Madam," martial Susi did not want to lose.

Ibra and Laras look at the two of them like a cat and a mouse. Even Susi dared to attack Zayn.

"If you dare what's wrong, attack them. Don't be the same me you're brave, you fuck." Zayn grumbled while grinning in pain. Then spread the view on the dumb-eyed and messy Ibra.

"Oh boss, please napa? pet's fed up really-"

"What's? you think I'm a pet. Indiscriminate by the way, rock bottom," said Susi cut Zayn's words.

"You are crazy" said Zayn standing and pulled by Ibra.

"You are the stone. Zaylangkung base." Susi grumbled as she flicked her lips forward.

"Quickly look for a cure" Ibra said, pointing at Zayn's red leg.

"Yes, the boss is sick. It's hot too." Zayn.

"Susi, take Zayn to his car," Ibra told Susi, who had her hands on her chest.

"I? I have to take her, ogah." Susi pointed at herself then shook her head lazily.

"Yes, you. Who else? when I have to tell my sick wife, it's impossible." Ibra added as she glanced towards Laras who was smacking her smile.

"But?" Susi whining.

"Sus .. between you and Kasian," Laras orders Susi.

"Uuh ... Susi again," murmured Susi.

"It is still good for him who is sick. Try the palm! how do I feel about going to the office and taking a car? suck." Zayn.

"Of course, don't nag. Still good, right?" Susi stood by Zayn. Then Zayn walked a bit limped, Susi tailed from behind.

Ibra is now sitting near Laras. Smiling comically at his subordinates, so did Laras who stuck his chin on Ibra's shoulder. Meshemous.

"Are they, huh? this time I saw them like that. Usually awkward, stiff. But it's different now" he murmured.

Ibra turned her head, and the smile on her lips did not fade. "Yes, this time they are like that. Funny huh?" ibra's fingers pinch the nose bangir Laras.

"Ih .. sick," cried Laras as he rubbed his nose.

A warm kiss landed on the forehead, cheeks. Nose and ends at ***** Barrel, long time landed there. Baras' hand was on Ibra's chest, it happened until the sound of Susi's footsteps approaching the door of the master's room.

Ibra immediately ended the ritual. His fingers wiped the lips of Laras very gently, then rubbed his own lips and turned to look at the door that began to open because Susi entered with still pouting.

"Why Sus? the more advanced the lips," search Laras with a sweet smile.

"Uuh ... Madam, that's Mr. Zayn pissing people off. Make sprains, sprains ..." said Susi slightly stomped her feet to the floor.

"Don't, too hateful. Will you fall in love?" said Laras while chuckling.

"Iih ... amit-amit, am I in love with her? ogah," cried Susi again.

"Young Madam used to not like me, now even sticky, used to be afraid if I touch. Now even ask first-"

"Lying, that's a lie. Where am I asking? haphazard ye!" said Laras did not accept said ask first. His face was embarrassed.

"Ih, amit-amit." Susi shuddered, then tapped her forehead with a finger.

When they argue small. There was a knock on the door from outside. Susi rushes to open the door, it turns out that Jodi and the orphanage mother are coming.

Bu Panti quickened his pace towards Laras. "Wheel. Why you, son?" directly hugged the body of Laras.

"No, ma'am ... just a small wound," said Laras while returning the hug of the home.

"Little wound time? but ... until you enter the gini-rich hospital." Add the nursing home anxious.

"No pa-pa kok Bu .. maybe tomorrow the day after tomorrow can also go home," continued Laras again.

Jodi approached Ibra who was busy with her laptop. Jodi kept the flowers she brought on the table. "Hang?"

"Here too, please sit down?" ibra said, telling Jodi to sit down.

"Thank you. How's Laras doing now?" ask Jodi. He looked at the man in front of him and was busy with his laptop.

"Alhamdulillah, it's better. From last night." Ibra answered without looking. His eyes were so focused on the screen.

"Thank God then." Jodi nodded.

Laras talked to the house mom. Miss the parlor shed tears seeing the condition of Laras.

"Don't cry, Mom. I'm not going to shit. Just pray that I'll get well soon, be able to go home too." Laras rubbed the back of the hand of the house mom. With his bitter smile.

"That, must be Laras. Mother always pray for you, next time be careful when traveling. Don't go alone, what's wrong in the escort." said the mother of the orphanage.

"But your husband is not a random person. Who knows if anyone does not like the success of your husband, and you are the target," said the mother of the home expressed her suspicions.

Laras turned his head towards Ibra who happened to be staring at him after hearing the speech of the housewife. Then he returned his eyes to the home. Laras sighed, saying. "Don't think bad, Mom .. not good."

"Not a bad person, son .. but it's true! if your husband's got to be a lot of rivals." The home mom returned.

"Susi, where's the food. Treat guests with food and drink." Laras glanced at the dumbstruck Susi.

"Y-yes, young lady. Forgot! he he he .." murmured Susi then served food at the table in front of Jodi.

"Mom, how are the kids?" ask Laras at the home.

"They're fine, son. They also want to come. But I don't allow it. Will come back when you get home." Lirih bu parlour.

"Oh, yes later if I go home. Take them there, ma'am?" pinta Laras while developing her smile.

"Yes, I'll take them to your house later. You're healing fast, aren't you?" rubbed Laras' back.

"Aamiin .. O Allah." Laras Mumbled.

Ibra went to Laras and will play the role of pmo, the supervisor of taking drugs. "Drink medicine first, dear." Take the medicine and drink it.

Netra eyes Jodi was fixed on Ibra who looked very affectionate and attention to Laras. In Jodi's head a glimpse of the incident the other day that if in memory make his heart dag dig dug, do not imagine if until something happens that is not desired. It can be fatal as a result.

Since then, he and Dian have rarely spoken out despite meetings. It used to be fairly close, changing the atmosphere to be awkward. Maybe Dian felt embarrassed or. What is clear is that Jodi feels awkwardness, tension. His heart was not as comfortable as it used to be, it turned furious. Unsettled, sometimes thinking what would happen if Ibra found out? because anyway Dian is Ibra's wife.

And already three days, reportedly Dian is holding a role to Lombok with his colleagues. Work and holiday business in a period of approximately 10 days.

Miss the parlour, moved her seat to the sofa next to Jodi who was a dreamy henchman. His sight went out the window. "Son Jodi?" call ma'am home astonishment.

Jodi's eyes were still staring blankly. The contents of his head are still ants with daydreams, so it does not respond to greetings from the home.

"Have, dzuhur. prayed first?" laras said with a soft word reminding Ibra to pray.

"Yes, honey. I'm looking for mushola first! not pa-pa, right? I stayed for a while." gently rubbed the back of Laras' hand, then in her kiss.

"No pa-pa, there's Susi too" Laras said.

Ibra turned to Susi who was sitting not far from Laras while playing games. "Susi, I'm picking up young madam."

Susi looks up. "I-yes, Sir. Ready," Susi said quickly.

Ibra took her step out of the room, but while crossing the house. Ibra stopped her steps for a moment. "Mom, drop Laras for a second. I'm out first."

"Oh yes, Nak Ibra. Go ahead, I'm not going anywhere." The housewife nodded the week while eating the food available on the table.

"Thank you, Mom!" seconds later Ibra continued his steps with the intention to mushola.

Jodi who still remains a henchman with her daydream. Making the home mom curious, he tried to pat her on the shoulder. "Son Jodi why?"

Only then did Jodi realize from her daydreams and turn to the housewife. "Oh, what's wrong, ma'am?"

"Yes, Ampuun ... Nak Jodi daydreams so henchmen. Mom called repeatedly, didn't respond. Think what the hell?" search bu panti.

"Oh .. No, think nothing, just plain." Elak Jodi while showing her smile.

"Maybe you're thinking about the candidate, ma'am." Typal Laras looked towards Jodi.

Jodi sipped a drink, then said. "Not ah."

"Which is the candidate? take dong to the parlor to meet mom." The housewife responded to Laras' speech.

"What's? opa-opa has a candidate, ah ... Susi heartbroken dong," Susi sulked in a sad tone.

"Want to be my girlfriend? come on if you want!" jodi's Canda on Susi.

"You want, really want to. But it is not possible deh .." said Susi lowered her head for a moment. Then he gets busy with his phone.

Jodi dyed, looking for Ibra whom he did not see again. "Where's your husband?"

"Mr Ibra to mushola, his dreamy base is so lascivious, that even passersby are invisible." The housewife shook her head.

"He he he .. yes times." Jodi showed off her white teeth.

"Yes, Nak Jodi isn't bothered about it? mother Meaning Her work. Not disturbed."

"Ah no ma'am, relax. It's okay" said Jodi. Both of his eyes stared fixedly at Laras.

Receiving a gaze from Jodi like that, Laras became misbehaved. Not good if until Ibra knows, can berabe affairs.

Laras looked down and pretended to see his phone. Sounded the voice of the mother of the home invited Jodi to talk, Laras again raised his head.

"Son Jodi. He used to say he wanted to ask something or wanted to find someone, how was there a bright spot?" looking at the home mom, she stared fixedly at Jodi.

"Oh, about that .. Yes, I'm looking for someone. But ... until now I have not met either," said Jodi. Glancing towards the home.

"Who? boyfriend or who," asked the house mom again curious.

Before answering, Jodi drank the mineral water back to the toilet, when she wanted to talk. Netraya saw Ibra who entered with a fresher face, Jodi fell silent.

"Where have you not eaten yet, right? lunch will be here soon. Just a minute." Ibra's voice as he walked towards his wife, Laras. Cuph peeped his forehead.

At a glance at the scene, Jodi's face melengos. Throwing his gaze out of direction, there was a sense that he was difficult to express with words. For he himself did not understand, did not understand it ....

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