Marriage Contract Letter

Big baby

Still early in the morning, Ibra woke up with a state of hugging the body of the wife, and the body of both is still plain. Only wrapped in a thick blanket that became a cover, Hand Ibra grabbed the phone that last night rang. When she saw it, Dian contacted her.

"What do phone nights make? disturb people." murmured Ibra while keeping it back in its place.

She moved her body slowly. Wake up and take his shorts and put them on immediately, then rush to the bathroom to clean up.

Now Laras has taken a shower. Somehow his body felt crumpled and sick, so that the bath Ibra helped, the husband carried her to the bathroom until back again.

After waiting, Laras even lay on the bed again. "Why dear ... pain, what?" as if whispering near his ear Baras.

"Feel the crumbling of the body," she wrote Laras.

"I'm sorry, huh?" cuph peeps at his wife's forehead. "Later Susi buy drugs that are safe for pregnant women." while stroking the stomach under the barrel.

"Hem, breakfast there, Zayn must be coming soon." Tell Laras to Ibra who hugged him tightly.

"Em .. Let him come, I'm still missing my wife and my baby" Ibra said.

"Hem .. ah, I want to open the curtains by noon too." Laras sank up. But Ibra's embrace was too strong to lock Laras' body.

"Later, it's only six." Reply Ibra while grinning.

"Yes, pardon .. later your shirt is tangled again," said Laras stroking Ibra's chest gently.

Ibra took off her embrace and switched to hugging the bolster. While grumbling. "Fate. So a husband who doesn't love a wife?"

Laras turned his head, and lowered his lips in a smile. "Sobbing, my big baby is sulking." Putting a chin on the shoulder of the husband who is sulking.

Ibra reverse. "Yes, I opened the curtains first." He got up and took his steps to the window.

The barrel woke up, opened the glass door so that the morning air entered that felt so fresh greeted the skin. The two hugged back there, feeling the fresh air this morning.

Then Laras took Ibra's coat which was still hanging. "Use it first, oya all the needs are complete in the suitcase."

"Yes, dear .. thanks!" Ibra took a cell phone and a watch, not forgetting the wallet she put in her pants pocket.

Then, drag the suitcase out of the room. Ibra leads Laras to the dinner table, breakfast. "Sus, mama and papa where? is not awake yet." Ibra's voice surprised Susi who was busy cooking.

"Ha, that. In front of his wealth, enjoying the morning air" he said.

Laras made warm tea for her husband, Ibra.

"Wear sugar on the honey." Ibra's Ink.

"Yes," replied Baras. And then he was in front of Ibra.

From the outside, Rahma and Marwan, behind Zayn, walked to Ibra, who was sitting at the dining table.

Then they had breakfast together, with great pleasure. Before Ibra and Zayn left for Surabaya. In terms of business.

"Son, Zayn is Aunt's son?" said Ms. Rahma.

"Oh, yes Auntie. Just relax." Zayn, smiling at Rahma.

Ibra, back hugging Laras. Caressing head. "Later the medicine comes, taken yes so that his body does not hurt anymore" said Ibra slowly. Her eyes stared intensely at the wife's face.

Laras nodded slowly. "Yes, I'll have a drink."

"I go first yeah, fine at home." Ibra hugged tightly back, this time very tightly. Then kiss her forehead warmly.

Baras kissed Ibra's hand. "Be careful."

"Yes, baby." Ibra said goodbye to his parents while leaving his wife to him.

Ibra hugged the father and the mother alternately. This time they will go alone and house people do not need to take to the air. Just enough Irfan. Who will later return and guard the Baras.

"Yes, we will definitely take care of him, don't worry. In part there will be Irfan guard," said Mr. Marwan.

"Irfan, after dropping me off at the airport will come back here. Keep it here." Ibra added to her parents.

"Good," said Rahma.

After hugging. Ibra. "I'm leaving now."

Zayn dragged Ibra's suitcase, before saying goodbye to Rahma and Marwan.

Irfan's getting ready in Ibra's car. Take the employer to one of the airports in the country.

Ibra and Zayn were already in the car, and waved at the terrace. Where Laras stands and Rahma's mother also Marwan.

Ibra's car that was right in position just darted away from the place. Finally Irfan turned the steering wheel forward quickly. Darted like an arrow that came out of his bow.

Ms. Rahma invited the son-in-law to come in. After the son only wayangnya no longer visible shadow.

"Me, just wait for a drug order, Mah. You just go in first," said Laras, his eyes looking down at the road.

"Oh, yeah. Mama temenin." Madam Rahma sat down. With Barrel on the terrace. Mr. Marwan came in.

After the drugs came, they went back in. Barrel immediately took the medicine, then entered the room.

Finish duha. The intention is Laras want to bed on the mattress but there is a crowded sound outside the room. "Who?" inner Barrel. Then peek out from behind the door a little.

"Dian, who is it?" Barrel gasp. "What the hell did you want to come here?" but Laras opened the door and approached.

"You please sit down, Ms. Ludia. Please sit down" said Rahma's mother kindly.

Dian sat down, as well as the mother. His eyes looked at every corner of the room that was there.

"You don't know Dian?" look at Rahma's mom with Dian.

"This is Mammy asking here Ma, he said he wanted to meet his baby candidate Ibra," said Dian. Glancing at the mother.

"Oh, that's .." Rahma nodded.

Susi appeared in front of everyone with a tray containing several cups of sweet tea.

"Susi, are you here? not in the menses." Sapa mam Ludia.

"Yes, New. I'm here" Susi replied as she bowed her body respectfully.

"Amorning, noon? there was a guest apparently," Laras voice by showing his smile to the guests.

Ludia turned to Laras, she looked very fixed. What he saw was a beautiful, hooded woman. White, her stomach is pregnant. Then turn his attention to Dian. "He's Ibra's wife?" slow down.

Dian nodded, saying. "Yes, right. He's called Laras."

Ludia's mom's gaze was very sharp on Laras. There is anger, there is also admiration. The figure of Laras who occasionally nodded respectfully at him. "Oh, is this? ibra's young wife who got rid of you, Dian? Beautiful. very pretty. It's only fitting that Ibra was crazy about this woman."

Dian gawked at the mother who recognized the beauty of Laras.

"Message. I never thought that our child's soul mate only got here, but if you think about it, it's not possible if there's no reason. Dian couldn't have messed around either, if Ibra hadn't turned away." Reveal Ludia bu with a slightly cornered tone Laras.

"Mom, Ludia .. Even though my son has no love for another woman. If it is called responsibility. It will definitely demand to be fair. Of course, attention will be divided. Now is not the time to blame each other, but face this reality with sincerity and improve yourself." Said bu Rahma.

"Ha, I'm disappointed. With all this. What's the lack of my child, Dian? So Malik Ibrahim turned away." Ms. Ludia shook her head slowly.

Ludia's eyes were fixed on Laras' distended stomach. "But ... sure that the boy's flesh is Nak Ibra's blood?"

"Astagfirullah .. sure, Mom. This child is the seed of a brother," said Laras. Her eyes moved to see Dian's mother.

While Dian just sat back and let her mother chatter. Like a firecracker that keeps on fussing.

"This is a really small house? not describing the CEO's wife, far away. Far away, why would Ibra let his wife stay here anyway Dian? still mending our house now, a beautiful law flower. It's good here too. But it's narrow" he said, looking through the window.

Then Ludia sat back down. "Yes. How many months, son of who? Barrels yes!"

"Yes, Barrel." Laras said his name while nodding.

"How many months is it?" ask Ludia back.

"Em, about 7 months, ma'am."

"So soon too. You're lucky Nak Laras, you also have to be rasain, how pregnant Dian. Try you were pregnant! there will be no such thing as Ibra getting married again. Especially if you are." Gerrutu ma'am Ludia. His gaze turned towards Dian who was beside him.

"Mammy ... actually Mammy who's behind this? it's a wonder that I'm not a believer, but I'm a corner," said Dian in an annoyed tone.

"Easy-after. Don't blame each other, what's wrong if we love each other. Mother besan, we both have an only child and hopefully in the future our descendants are many. Let it be crowded," said Rahma.

"Yes, he wants it that way, I hope so much. If our son returns to what he used to be and finally Dian can get pregnant too. Let our house be crowded." Add Ludia's mom.

Laras glanced at Dian who was carving a smile. Heard the words of the mother. I don't know why it's so good to hear it.

Then Laras looked down. While rubbing his stomach.

"Yes, son Laras. Don't be angry if one day your husband comes back to my daughter. I'm convinced. They still love each other" said Ms. Ludia confidently.

Laras. Looking up at Dian's mother. "No, I'm glad they're together again. There's no reason to get angry."

"Thank God, I'm sure your heart is good. As good as the outside, you're beautiful." Continued the mother Dian, with a tone of admiration for Laras.

Laras looked down, it felt lazy to face this kind of person. Barrel stands. "sorry. I go in for a minute." said Laras who was going to the room.

"Well, we still want to talk to you. It's not polite to want to go, '" said Dian.

"Dear, it's okay. Maybe Laras is tired. Understand being pregnant, so get pregnant. Let me know how it feels. No pa-pa if you want to come in, let us chat with Mama besan," exclaimed Ludia's mother while glancing at Dian who she thought did not understand the feelings of pregnant people.

"Maomi." Dian pouting.

Laras turned to look at Rahma who immediately gave a nod. He hurried to bring his steps into the room. Once inside, Laras stood leaning against the door leaf. With breath going up and down. Chests rumbling. There was a sense of annoyance and something that was difficult to express in words. He dropped himself on the bed.

"Mammy wants to look around back ah, the rich is good. Comfortable and clean." Ms. Ludia went straight to the back to want to see the dark and the park she said.

Dian shook his head, looking at the mother's back. So did Rahma but she understood because it was the nature of Ludia's mother.

"Hopefully, after this you get a man who loves you more. So that you get more happiness, as a parent. We definitely want the best for you," said Rahma as she rubbed the back of Dian's hand gently.

"I don't understand, Mah. What is clear is that my happiness is with Ibra, but how many expect us to separate anyway. All I want is to be with her Ma" said Dian with teary eyes.

"Dian must be sure, behind all this there must be a beautiful wisdom, which is important you are sincere." Madam Rahma hugged Dian and rubbed her shoulders lovingly.

"I don't know, Mah .." she muttered Dian. Reply to Rahma's embrace.

After being satisfied look around outside also on the inside. Ludia took her daughter Dian home. "Darling, home yu? but take Mammy to the Mall first. I'm going shopping."

"Okay" Dian got up from her seat on the sofa and said goodbye to Rahma's mom.

Both the mother and the child have gone home, Rahma interunited to the terrace. After waving his hand, and all he saw was the tail of his car. Rahma went into the house.

Baras. peeked out from behind the curtains, seeing Dian's car away from her house. "So they came home too, baby. Huuh finally Mammy can breathe a sigh of relief again." Laras Mumbled.

Barrel out and water the flowers in front of the room. Enter the Ibra car that Irfan drove into the yard.

"Mas Irfan wants Susi to make coffee?" asked Susi who approached Irfan who was sitting on a chair on the terrace.

"Byeah, Sus don't be too sweet." Pinta Irfan while smoking her cigarette on the finger.

"Yes, Mas. Even if it is bitter, drink it while looking at Susi, so it will taste sweet. Hi hi hi. .." said Susi while leaving.

Irfan smiled as he shook his head. Then smoke the cigarette back, and throw the smoke until it bubbles white into the air.

Not long after, Susi again brought a cup of hot coffee, the smoke was still clearly visible billowing. "Please Mas, the coffee. Relax, not most sugar." Susi keeps her at the table right in front of Irfan.

Susi crouched down in front of the terrace took one/one of the grass that grew it.

"Mas, where's the real one?" susi asked a glance towards Irfan.

"I, a distant man, Susi. Why?" turn nanya.

"Oh, no. .. just want to know." Susi Timpal.

"Do you want to know or want to know?" asked Irfan while showing her a smile.

"Whatever, I'm the hell. Assume what." Susi shrugged both of her shoulders.

"I'm a Cirebon."

"Oh, is the family there all?" search Susi again.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Oh." Susi nodded in understanding.

"Mas, later afternoon delivery to the Mall huh? I want to go shopping" said Laras while sitting in the other seat.

Irfan immediately turned off his cigarette. He nodded. "Good young mistress." Stand up and bow respectfully.

Oh, Mum. Just sit down, why stand up?" Baras looked in wonder.

"No pa-pa, ma'am." Irfan looked disinclined.

"There's nothing different here, Mom. We blend in here, say at the dinner table. Nothing is different, Mom." Laras explained that in this house is not too different between employers and subordinates. Same time.

Then Laras returns to his room, while Susi goes to the kitchen to prepare lunch ....

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