Marriage Contract Letter

Bodyguars

"I'm sorry, I made you sad" said Laras.

Ibra's finger rubbed the rough of her falling tears. "I have no intention of divorcing him. But that's one of the best ways."

Laras also moved.His hand grip tighter. "Maybe it's all because of my presence? so that your household becomes this." I'm Laras looking down deep.

Ibra raised Laras' chin with her thumb. "No, it's not your fault. But maybe the fate of both of us, Dian does not reflect the story of Yulia and and Mery. So it's not your fault at all, dear," Ibra said, shaking her head.

"But everything happened after me. You guys used to be ayem, right?" lamented Laras with a sad tone.

"No, everything is smelled or caught after you. But not because you all are so," said Ibra again.

Gts ....

Gts ....

Gts ....

"Honey .. let's have breakfast, it's noon already. Is it not working? Brother," Rahma's voice from behind the door.

"Yes, yes, Mah." Ibra from the inside.

Laras stood up and was about to step, but Ibra's hand caught him so that Laras' body turned and looked towards Ibra.

Ibra stood in front of Laras. Netra her eyes stared very fixed. "I beg you, whatever happens to be my good wife, never change." Please Ibra, then hug Laras tightly.

Laras quietly did not answer, only returning a hug from the husband. Rubbing Ibra's back very gently. Then the two of them came out and walked together, towards the dining table.

"Father and Mama, go to Bogor today. Go to uncle's place, probably want to take a step, Bang." Mr. Marwan said after Ibra sat in front of him.

"Oh, yes Pah. Bring your own car or-"

"Lazy ah, let Mr. Barko just drive. Papa's tired if it's a little far away" said the father.

"Yes, good." Ibra.

"Honey, be careful at home. But ... now calm down anyway, because Ibra is always on standby here.

"Yes, Mah." Reply Laras with his smile and slightly nod.

"Lusa, I'm going to Samarinda. But at least 3 days, check the field with Zayn as well," said Ibra on the sidelines eating.

"Yes, Oh .. We're back, huh Mah?" Glancing at the wife.

"Yes dong Pah, we have two days there at the most" added Rahma.

Ibra glanced at his wife. "Dear, it will be noon .. someone will pick you up from the session. Because there will be a meeting, all your needs will be prepared by Rika in the session."

Laras nodded slowly. "But why did you just say?"

"Why indeed?" Ibra asked back.

"Not hi hi hi hi." Laras.

"Sorry, Sir. Can ya? Susi. I miss wanting to eat vegetables straight away, and fruits too." Look at the employer.

"And this is also vegetables and fruit from there in the send" said Ibra.

"But, it's not Susi that you picked up. Susi was kangen with her atmosphere+meticnya. If you send mah, a meticulous person, can Susi come?" sulajuk Susi to her master.

"OK-okay." Gumam Ibra brief.

"Do you want more fried rice?" ask Baras to Ibra.

"No, pretty dear." Ibra drank a glass of water. Then stand. "I go first" said Ibra to her parents.

Laras followed in his footsteps Ibra who walked ahead. Once on the terrace, Ibra turned her back. "Darling, I'm going first, right? all right at home.

"Yes, be careful on the road." Laras grabbed Ibra's hand and as usual kissed her.

Likewise Ibra, holding his head and peeping Laras very friendly forehead, then rub the stomach of the wife. "Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumus salam ..." Laras waved at Ibra. Ibra circled her car while unlocking the car with her remote. Put on the seat belt, then start the engine and retreat to the road.

A new barrel went into the house, after Ibra's car had been out of sight. He took his steps inside.

"Well, Pah. Barrel into the room first huh?" pamit Laras after being close to his two in-laws.

"Yes, baby." Rahma and Marwan nodded.

Barrels immediately enter the room. "Ih .. kanya delicious, immediately if soaking in the pool." He murmured when facing the swimming pool.

Later then. Laras as usual to pay his duha and do zikir for a while, then out the room directly to the terrace to be closer to the pool. The barrel sat down and slowly went down soaking there. "Just .. seger."

The barrel soaks on the sidelines alone, afraid of drowning can not swim. The clear water is shiny exposed to sunlight.

"Oh, Madam swimming?" susi's new greeting came, because she heard the sound of a tumble in the pool.

"Not a Sus swimmer. Just soaking in, I forgot how to swim Susi," said Laras, showing his smile.

"Temenin's husband?" cebuurr. Susi immediately splashed into the water. Until the water splashes.

Obviously, Rahma and Marwan were shocked and scattered towards the pool. Seeing the barrel on the edge of the pool, directly near him. "Dear you why? fall no," asked Rahma who ran towards Laras. Breathing jostled. Worried about falling.

Barrel, smile and shake. "No, Mah. I purposely soaked."

"Oh ... intentionally?" timpal, mr. Marwan.

"We were shocked, hearing the sound of water spurting, just look at you here, afraid Mama. Afraid of you to napa-napa," said Ms. Rahma in a full tone to worry.

"No, Mah. Susi tuh, who jumped. Surprise people, huh?" while pointing at Susi who was swimming.

Mr. Marwan and Ms. Rahma shook their heads, then entered again because they were waiting for Mr. Barko to pick up.

After being satisfied with the soak. The barrel rises and sits on a long chair, accompanied by a glass of fruit juice. Susi is the same.

"Where is he at home, here or at the Missions?" glancing at the master.

Laras turned his head for a while, then turned his eyes back to the pool water. "I'm, like, here."

"But, now there's no Dian, No." Susi stared fixedly.

"There's nothing, and I'm at home here. Unless yes ... nginep only times, may." Continue without looking again.

"Oh ..." Susi nodded in understanding.

Then Laras cleaned in the bathroom and all prepare to the mession.

"Darling ... Mama and Papa leave first, right? be careful at home." Rahma's voice from behind the door.

"Oh, yes Mah. Careful, sorry. I'm wearing Mah Nanggung, so I can't get out." Reply Laras who just finished bathing and getting dressed

"Oh, no pa-pa. Go first yes!" pamit ma'am Rahma.

"Yes, Mah."

Baras continued his dress. Eeh .. her phone rings. "Ih, what the hell is the phone, vc everything else. Don't know if I bother anymore? uh, how does he know, I'm bothering."

Baras immediately received a phone call, who else? if not from Malik Ibrahim.

"What's wrong?" ask Laras.

"What is it, baby? I don't look like the guy." Ibra turned back.

"In the meantime, still got your clothes on." The sound of the barrel is a bit far away.

"Oh, have a shower? look dong." asked Ibra again with a little mischievous.

"Dwelling. It's delicious," and then Laras shows himself, because he's done wearing it.

"What's wrong?" repeat Barrel while sitting on the sofa.

"No, miss aja" said Ibra.

"Biarin, from my wife who always pretended not to miss, no dear. And yes." Sindir Ibra showed his smile.

Laras, put his lips to the front. "Bodo ah."

"I wonder why too? how he is so proud to express his heart. Call it baby it's hard not to play."

"You're talking, sir?" netra Laras's eyes stared at Ibra.

"Oh, yes. I mean, I guess it's okay, right?" connect Ibra.

"don't know. Was it first, huh? it doesn't matter either" said Lazy Laras.

Ibra nodded while shaking. "Later, there's Irfan coming to pick you up. Just give me the car keys."

"Who's Irfan? I just heard the name," Laras asked curiously.

"Darling ... You think my subordinate Zayn doang? lah nah. Many, because he does not bring a car so just give your car keys dear, do not forget. I don't use the bike pa-pa either, but it'll be the same Susi."

"Em ... Good time to ride a motorcycle?" laras said imagining riding a motorcycle both.

"Yes, later if the bike, I'll bring it, okay? it's good to both be with Irfan. Nothing." reply Ibra.

"Well, who wants to be in the same boat as him? you know it too, its name just heard it now." Tympal Laras again.

"Yes, wait for the person to come again. I love you dear?" a word from Ibra.

The barrel keeps the phone directly into his small bag. Continuing to delay self-delivery.

Around 11 o'clock. Susi opened the front curtains, peeked at someone who had just come in wearing a motorbike and entered the yard. "Who? don't know that big tall guy." Susi Mumbles.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Irfan after getting off the bike.

Susi did not answer immediately, she ran to Laras' room. "him ... Young madam, outside there is a guest," while banging on the door leaf with his palm.

"Yes, wait a minute?" sahut Laras from the inside. Not long after that Laras appeared and walked towards the front, along with Susi.

"Well, I haven't opened the door yet" said Laras staring at Susi.

"Hehehe. Fear Him." Susi.

Clik.

The Baras move took him out. "Mas, Irfan huh?" greet Laras on Irfan who sits on the terrace chair.

Irfan stood up and looked towards Laras. As if not blinking, amazed to see the beauty Laras who is currently wearing a veil in the same color as the clothes he wears. "Yes, I'm Irfan. The Lord Ibra. You're Miss Laras?" finally desingwab.

"Yes, I'm Laras." Cupped both hands to the chest.

"Can we leave now?" asked Irfan while nodding respectfully.

"Can." The barrel gave the car keys out of his bag.

"Sus. Everything locked down?" turning towards Susi who was looking at Irfan in surprise.

"I-yes, there is one more front door" Susi said. After that Susi locked the door.

"Him, who the hell is it? very tall," asked Susi as she stepped in to enter the BMW Baras car.

"Oh, Mas Irfan. Master worker," replied Laras, he went in first and Susi followed.

After wearing the seat belt. Then Irfan started the car engine, then drove at medium speed.

"Over time we don't go to Missions huh His? miss the mood there, Susi." Susi murmured, her gaze far ahead through the window.

"Hem."

"Sorry Madam, does anyone want to buy anything?" ask Irfan on Laras. With eyes focused forward.

"Em .. not ah, it's easy if I want something to say." Laras.

But after a few meters, Laras saw the sale of meatballs that were pushed. Was hanging in place. "Gold, can you stop?" patting the back of the driver's seat.

After getting instructions from the employer, Irfan immediately parked the car. The barrel went down with Susi. Followed by Irfan keep up with close range, lest anyone disturb.

"Bakso, Bang Tiga," Laras said to the brother, then sat opposite Susi.

"Mas Irfan would, right?" glanced at Irfan who was standing not far from where he was sitting.

"No, Mistress. Thanks." Thanks." Irfan nodded respectfully.

"No pa-pa Mas, I ordered it," said Laras staring at Irfan.

"Thank you, Mistress. But I'm still full." Again push Irfan gently.

"Em .. alright," Larah turned to the older brother. "Bang, two of them."

"Well, wait a minute, ma'am?" the brother nodded.

Laras nodded, showing his smile.

Over there are some young people hanging out. Seeing a beautiful woman like Laras on the enchanted and mutual suit like calling a bird a tweet.

"Hi ... beautiful? can contact dong," said one of the young men.

"Woy .. Look, his bid is hunting. But beautiful not kelulungan, try to look everything. Alamak .. gives goosebumps." cried his friend.

Laras lowered his head, and stirred up the drink that was in front of him.

Irfan seemed not to want to let it increase again, their tweets about his new employer. Directly approached and grabbed the collar of the two young men's clothes each, with both hands. "Don't mess or be rude to my employer! if you don't want anything to happen to you all." Irfa's eyes glared perfectly at the young men who were there.

Makes the guts of the young men shrivel. Moreover, the collar is still Irfan clutch, very scared. "Pardon, Bang. Forgive ..." put their hands together.

"Don't tell my employer, not anyone else. You can't be rude to a woman, because she's the same as your mother, you know?" sergeant Irfan while releasing his hand.

Laras was dumbfounded to see what Irfan was doing. Else with Susi, he even clapped his hands feeling happy as if getting a very interesting spectacle.

"This is the time? it's called bodyguar, uh. Horrified as well," Inner Laras and slightly shuddered, finally feeding a mouthful of meatballs into his mouth.

"Eat the Madam quietly, they have been taken care of" Irfan told Laras.

Laras looked up and nodded. "Thank you, Mrs Irfan?"

"Together, Madam! you eat quietly." Reply Irfan.

After finishing eating meatballs. Then they went back to the car. "Gee ... Mas, great earlier," said Susi.

"Ah, just ordinary. Sus," replied Irfan with a tone like old acquaintance with Susi.

All three are already in the car. Irfan immediately drove him across the street, racing against the other iron horses.

Not long after, the car has entered a large yard in the Missions area. Irfan came out first and opened the door for Laras with a slight bow of respect.

"Thank you, Mas Irfan," said Laras, showing his friendly smile.

"Together Madam."

The barrel rushed inside, which was immediately welcomed by Rika's mother. Very friendly and happy. Moreover, Susi is very excited when she meets Rika and friends.

"Loh, really. Which other one? Desi and Sita," look at Susi while looking for her two friends.

"Desi and Sita brought Lady Dian to the bungalow, moved from here." Said mom Rika.

"Huh, move? why didn't they tell me, ma'am." Frowning him.

"I know Sus, which is so. Two assistants and one gardener in Dian's boyong to serve as a driver? added bu Rika.

Laras nodded his head. Then he went straight into the salon, happened to have his clothes already bu Rika prepared ....

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