Marriage Contract Letter

Beachside

The barrel raises its legs on the bed and pulls the blanket. Ibra lazily moved and intended to open the door, wondering who came it.

Not yet until Ibra's feet to the front of the door, from the outside has banged on the door again. But this time with a shrill voice. "Honey .. This is Mama and papa. Want to know the state of Mama's ghost."

Chequek!

The door was pulled in by Ibra's hand. "Well, Pah .. Why didn't you say you wanted to come? can be picked up."

"Old ah," mother Rahma shook her hand and immediately approached Laras who seemed to be sitting leaning back.

"Darling, why are you?" mama Rahma hugged the body of her beloved daughter-in-law.

The woman in negligee clothes was dumbfounded, feeling astonished that suddenly the in-laws came. Know where? laras's hand returned the embrace of mother-in-law. "Why didn't you say you wanted to come back here? you can pick up Mr. Barko."

"A lot of taxis, too, after all, the phone was to the minister he said Barko picked up to the hospital. That's why, take a taxi." Marwan answered Ibra's question.

Ibra kissed the father's hand. "Yes, come in Pa," Ibra asked and he went in first. To where it belongs.

Marwan swung his steps towards the Barrel Bed. "Where are you Laras?"

Laras took off from his arms mama-in-law. "Good Pah. I'm healed, Mah. I'm healthy." Mata Laras looked at his two in-laws in turn.

Ms. Rahma wanted to see the wound of Laras on her waist. "Ih," he shuddered. "You the hell Bang .. don't keep the wife bodyguard much what's wrong with their rent. You are a lot of rivals must be a lot of people who envy you, how the hell? Zayn has a lot of business in the office. Especially when you are out of town or abroad, Wonder Mama is the same as you."

Ibra ruffled the coarse hair, finally he heard also the babble from his mother. "Yes, Mah. I was wrong."

Netra eyes Laras moving looking towards bu Rahma and Ibra alternately. "I'm wrong Mah, Brother is not wrong. I don't want to obey Brother," said Laras very softly. His hand rubbed the back of Rahma's hand gently.

"But if there's any control. Maybe it won't happen like this, Mama is horrified that it gets worse than this. Horrified Mama, don't dare to shadow her too. Horrified." Ms. Rahma shuddered many times.

Ibra. The barrel also pecked, hearing the words of Rahma's mother. Then Ibra opened her voice. "Yes, it's my fault, Mah. From now on I'll be more careful."

"It's supposed to be like this Mah time, I don't pa-pa, which is important now that I'm safe. Do not blame again Brother, not the fault of Brother too," said Laras again.

"Yes, already. Now everything has happened and made it a worthwhile experience." Marwan. The wife's eternal abode.

"The problem is Pah .. if there is anything worse that does not want how?" said Rahma while wiping the water that fell from the corner of her eye.

"Mama, stop. Don't cry, Mama see? I'm okay, Mama's grandson is also not lacking anything," continued Laras hugging the shoulder of the mother-in-law.

Mr. Marwan rubbed his wife's back, his body shaking. Holding back her cries.

Seeing my mother-in-law crying. The barrel was powerless to hold back his tears. His heart was moved, it turned out that there were still people who were worried about him.

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On the beautiful beach of white sand that stretches. Many tourists or tourists who enjoy the beauty, on the beach there is a woman with a red dress without arms, above the knees. In the middle of a walk, his shoulder-length hair was carried by a gentle breeze.

It has been a few days this woman enjoyed vacation + work affairs in Lombok. This afternoon he took a walk on the coast of Aan. The white sand is clean and comfortable, it was from the sand marica, after being satisfied there Dian moved to where she is now.

He tried to win himself over, throwing everything into his mind, calming and contemplating everything that had happened. His face looked up at the vast sky and the beautiful blue color, the birds seemed to dance and his voice was earthy. Singing, as if enjoying the beautiful weather, he was meticulously and his lips turned into a smile. Dian had heard the news about Laras being stabbed, but thank God he said Ibra Laras survived.

"Woi ... why look up at the sky so, what do you expect birds to fall? ha ha ha .." said a female friend.

Dian turned to the source of the voice. "Yes, once there was a beautiful bird and it brought love to me."

"Ciellah .. You miss that flying bird, what other bird is Lady Dian? don't you miss another bird for being lonely." Reply Misca with a cynical tone, accompanied by a smile.

"Hoho .. could be," said Dian to give a smile.

"Eh, will you follow the way I didn't?" misca. Beautiful woman looking sexy. Long hair under that shoulder.

"What?" ask Dian astonished.

"No, look that way. There was a handsome man sitting by himself, seemingly waiting for someone. What if we tempt him?" raise his eyebrows.

Dian turned to the place Misca showed him. "No, I have a husband. And you know that."

"Hi, comeon. It can drive away your loneliness friends, you also know that if I am the same, I have children too. But ... If it is far away the feeling of loneliness greet the heart, even though we are crowded! but the heart cannot be broken. We need a special friend, sure," said Misca poisoned Dian's mind.

"How does your husband go?" search Dian back.

"Home, yeah at home. Taking care of my son, he doesn't know that I sometimes play with people as late as that. Find the warmth of a moment." Misca said without hesitation, telling her own disgrace that often seeks momentary satisfaction outside.

"Some of us, look for the money.so we can get the labels," continued Misca with a grin.

For a moment Dian fell silent and played a drinking straw in front of him. Then suck, his eyes glare fixedly at the woman in front of him. Miscas. Then Dian looked at the man who was still sitting there.

Then Dian's eyes lowered, she realized that she was a wife.

"What's more, you're it in honey. Must be lonely dong .. natural if you are looking for a little medicine, yes .. consider it an impingement. Dening ha ha ha ha .." said Misca who continued to poison Dian's thinking.

Dian stood tidying up her dress, sighing deeply. His steps he swings up to 3 steps, then he turns his back to his friend. His friend replied with a nod. Dian stepped back towards the stranger.

After arriving at the place, Dian stood up first to pay attention to approximately ... is this man really money?

Finally Dian made a sound too. "Excuse me?

The stranger looked up. Observing towards the shoulder-haired beautiful woman, gazing towards her. "This woman is like no ordinary woman and she's like an office worker." The man's inner.

Dian who was still standing was ready to open her voice, but the man preceded.

"Please sit!" apparently this foreign man is fluent in Indonesian.

"Thank you, are you good at Indonesian?" ask Dian doubtfully.

"I. On vacation and also have a little business," while showing his sweet smile. "Yourselves, what are the others?" ask back Dian.

"I'm waiting for a co-worker, but it's been a long time but it hasn't been nongolous either." His complaint.

"Oh, I'm bothering dong huh?" said Dian pretending to want to get out of her seat.

"Oh, no, no. No, I'm so glad you're here," the man's eyes mischievously noticed certain parts of Dian's body. Including Dian's smooth thighs.

Seeing that the man's naughty eyes were fixed on her, Dian felt even more proud to slightly advance the front while saying. "I'm afraid you're distracted by my presence." Very soft and spoiled.

"Oh, no. I'd rather you accompany me" the man said. Grins.

"Nobody accompanied you?" dian asked with a fixed look and showed her a sweet smile.

The man's eyes became more mischievous and enjoyed the scene in front of him. He was meticulous from head to toe so smooth, increasing his desire.

"No, I'm here alone, another at home" the man said without hesitation. His hand started touching Dian's thigh behind the table.

Dian is a little shy. Shift the man's hand slowly. "Em, are you sure it's a pleasure to meet me?"

"Of course, I'm glad to meet you. How about we have some fun?" grabbing Dian's hand and squeezing it. Netra eyes stared fixedly.

Dian smiled. "We haven't met Sir, my name is Dira." I'm Dian pretending under the name Dira.

"Pretty person. My name is Jhoni, it's nice to meet you beautiful," said Jhoni. "How, can we have some fun? I'll give you whatever you want. Money, stuff? I will fulfill.as long as you make me satisfied," said Jhoni offering something. His way of speaking illustrates that he is used to boking women.

"Crazy, she thinks I'm a woman who's short of what money?" inner dian colliding arguments.

Dian showed me her smile. "Okay, if you're pleased with me-"

Rhett ....

Rhett ....

Rhett ....

Dian's phone is vibrating. "Shortly, Sir. I'll take the phone first."

The man nodded by taking off his hand.

Dian moved away from where she sat. "Hello honey? I am busy again. Yes again, I will take care of myself. It was a while ago, huh? I'll call you back, emuaahh." Dian gave a distant kiss.

Pajo ....

Phone, Dian's closed, while he's pensive. Every day and as often as possible Ibra contact Dian, even if just asking about the news. Ibra was trying to be a caring husband.

Then Dian turned to the man with a faint smile. Now he became a dilemma to continue or retreat, however he married and none that Ibra did not fulfill. Birth lent is never lacking, even the inner living trying to fulfill Ibra normally. What else is Dian looking for? just jealous of the young wife. He himself started.

His head started to get dizzy with his thoughts. When he turned around, his head hit someone's chest. It turned out that Jhoni approached and then without hesitation grabbed onto her slender waist. Dian gasped, his eyes moving towards Jhoni's face and at the hand that was coiled around his waist.

Dian's hand released the embrace. "Sorry Jhoni. I have a husband."

"Why is it beautiful if you have a husband? I am the same, at home. Let's be together here without them, equally lonely." Jhoni's hands were more freely hugging Dian's body. So that the two bodies stick to each other.

The eyes of the two looked at each other and Jhoni's gaze was already foggy full of cravings. Dian immediately broke away. "I'm sorry, I can't." Two steps away from where Jhoni was standing.

"Of beautiful .. We are both adults and this will be the secret of both of us," said Jhoni as he exhaled right in Dian's ear.

Making the creation of a strange payment sneaked throughout his body. Blood was boiling up into the crown, moreover it had been felt by Jhoni since then. He closed his eyes for a moment.

Jhoni grinned more and closer his body parts to Dian's hips. So Dian felt something stand out and move in that part. I don't know what it's called? hi hi hi hi.

Jhoni pulled the hand of Dian who called Dira to sit in the chair where he was sitting.

Dian brushed off Jhoni's hand, then grabbed his bag. Putting her cell phone in the bag, then she was about to leave with a riled up heart, feeling guilty for her husband. When he betrayed his trust.

But again Dian's hand, Jhoni caught. "okay-okay. We canceled our plan. Okay ... But sit down first we can talk about something else right? down here. Business for example," while raising both his shoulders and hands.

Dian gave a quick glance and then cast a glance elsewhere. For a moment think that just talking what's wrong? just don't mess around, honestly Dian regrets having had bad intentions. That would obviously tarnish the clean relationship between him and Ibra.

Netra Dian's eyes turned back towards Jhoni. "okay." Dian shifted her chair and sat down at the beginning.

"Thank you Dira? after all, you have not touched your drink at all," said Jhoni, nodding and smiling, which means nothing.

Netra Dian's eyes moved to see the drink that Jhoni pointed at, it was true that he had not touched at all. Dian stirred slowly before he finally sucked the drink.

Jhoni developed his smile. "You're really pretty Dira. More beautiful than my wife. Your body is really beautiful, like a Spanish guitar." Praise Jhoni who did not even a little turn his eyes away from the charm of Dian.

"Thank you," honestly now Dian even felt uncomfortable with this man's attitude. "Fool ... me, why come to this crocodile Dian? you fooler! your husband is more everything. Yes, it's handsome. White, but still the husband of the man. Not your husband Dian," grumbled inwardly.

"Why do you daydream Dira? are you thinking of something." Jhoni asked looking suspiciously.

"Oh, no." Reply Dian with a smile. The sweetness of the drink in front of him makes it addictive to suck it back.

But suddenly his head felt dizzy, his fingers slightly massaged his forehead and the base of his nose.

"You why Dira? are you sick," asked Jhoni, holding Dian's hand.

"No, I just feel a little dizzy" said Dian shook her head. But for a long time the dizziness got worse ....

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