Marriage Contract Letter

Love with him

Laras lowered his head, offering a prayer in his heart. Clear water powerless dripping, wetting cheeks. If the accident had not happened, they would have still gathered.

Ms. Rahma, squatting near Laras and hugging her shoulder. It was as if it gave strength.

All three presented Alfatihah and other letters of the Quran. As a prayer for the sepulcher, with great solemnity.

Laras sat by the mother's tombstone. "Mother, if only Mother were still in this world. Surely Mother will always take care of me, accompany me at the birth later. Soon Mother and Father will have grandchildren," muttered Laras in between sobs.

"I'm sorry I rarely come here, but every time I don't forget to pray for you both. I miss you guys, hik hik. I haven't made you happy or proud. With what I do. Mother, Father. May you be at his side, Aamiin, O God."

Madam Rahma had always stroked the back of the ghost who was crying bitterly. And hugged his parents' tombstone. His sobs adorn the silence of the place.

"Father, Mother. I haven't had time to bring my husband here to see you. Forgive us, Mom, Pa. I promise I'll bring him to see you here soon, I love you and I miss Mother and Father. Hik hik hik," the sound of Laras's crying echoed.

"Darling, don't cry anymore. Pamali darling. kasian." The voice of Rahma's mother while embracing the shoulder of the ghost. He looked at the husband who was not far away.

Then Marwan squatted down and asked Laras to stand up. "Laras, don't cry. Just pray, don't be lamented dear."

Barrel rubbed his wet cheek. And throwing out his snot with a tissue, hot tears continued to flow on the cheeks.

"Away home?" take Rahma and her husband.

"Ma, Pa. let me be here any minute, I don't want to go home yet," Laras' soft voice, glanced at the in-law.

Madam Rahma and her husband exchanged glances, and Rahma nodded. "All right, don't be long, baby. Heat. Mom and Dad are sitting there, right?" pointing at the long chair and there was Irfan whose eyes could not be separated at all from the direction of his master.

Baras responded with a nod. Netra her eyes continued to rub the tombstone of the mother. Mr. Marwan's hand rubbed the ghost's shoulder, then the two walked towards the long chair under a large tree. Then sit there.

Laras continued to look at the navel of his parents. But now his tears were dry so that they no longer dripped, only his voice was still hoarse.

"Mom, I love my husband. But ... I may be wrong, between my husband and his wife. Now they're divorced, because of me. Am I being selfish? I don't want to leave my husband, separate him from this child. I can't afford. I love him too. I love him, even though these lips are locked to say it. But I can't deny it," the tears that were dry, now dripping back. Flowing wet the cheeks.

Suddenly Laras felt someone standing up and patting him. Laras looked up, how gasp he was Laras saw the man. "Jodi?"

Jodi crouched by holding an umbrella, to protect the barrel from the scorching sun. "Don't be too late in grief."

"You, why are you here?" ask Laras wonder. With a misty look.

"Em, I'm .. I'm just passing by." I'm Jodi. "It's very hot weather. The heat is not good for your health, go home."

Laras. Netra her eyes were staring at the tombstones of both her parents, Jodi said rightly. The day was so hot it was burning his skin. He stood up and Jodi continued to paddle Laras. Walk near her in-laws.

Irfan sees Jodi in the area. He was willing to stop before approaching Laras, but he was sure that Jodi was not a danger to Laras. Until finally he let Jodi approach Laras. He immediately prepared the car and opened it for Baras. Bu Rahma held the weak-looking hand of Laras.

After they sat in the car comfortably Irfan prepared to drive his car.

"Son, Jodi thank you? let's go home first." Ms. Rahma nodded at Jodi who had just escorted Laras.

"Sama-sama Aunt. Titip Laras yes," replied Jodi nodded also at Rahma and Mr. Marwan.

"Yu," Mr. Marwan waved.

Laras was given a drink by Rahma's mother to be calmer. "Drink first, baby."

"Still Ma," said Laras with Lirihnya.

"Don't grieve. You have a Mom and Dad who will love you. Also your husband will always love you Laras." Reveal Rahma's mother while rubbing Laras' head.

"Yes, right said Mama. There are still us who will take care of you. There is a husband who will love you, so don't be sad. Don't worry." Timpal, mr. Marwan.

After some time, finally the car arrived and entered the courtyard of Laras house. The eyes of Laras look moist, head dizzy, limp. He went straight into the room. And lay on the bed.

Barrel hugging bolster. The distant view went nowhere, the mind flew. Cellphone ringing. Apparently Ibra's on the phone.

Ibra: "Hi .. why not. Why else cry, dear hem?"

The barrel wiped the tears that slid down the cheeks. Then shook slowly. "No."

"Don't be sad, baby, I'm not calm here, baby." Gently Ibra stared fixedly at the wife.

"I'm just sad. Kangen same with my parents," said Laras while wiping his snot.

Ibra: "I'm so confused baby, not calm. If you keep gini. Where is my strong and great wife. Tough, never sad."

Barrel reviews his thin smile. "I'm doing fine. Don't worry about me okay? I just need a break."

Ibra: "Well enough rest, and don't forget to eat? don't get sick again, I'll be home tomorrow. Wait for me."

"Yes, I'm fine. Brother just calm there," said Laras. Then Ibra ended her vc.

The barrel went down and put his feet on the floor and walked towards the bathroom to clean up. The body feels lethargic, the eyes feel slanted. He soaked himself on the bahthub for some time, so that the body turned fresh.

Soaking finish. Barrels change clothes and prayers. Then come out to the dining table.

"Madam, eat first. Madam and big master also Mas Irfan had eaten earlier," said Susi while preparing a meal for Laras.

"Oh, okay. Have you eaten?" looking towards Susi.

"I've been too, just you who have not eaten," added Susi he poured a drink for the employer.

Laras nodded, then devoured his lunch. So remember the husband usually he really likes the menu now. Mushroom shrimp and meat gulai.

"Why Him?" ask Susi. When I saw Laras daydreaming.

"Ah, no. Just remember sir, he likes to be whiny with the menu that is now," he said.

"Gee ... Miss kangen sir huh? come ngaku .. call dong his master." Temptation Susi.

"Ih, what the hell are you? just called, tell me to eat," muttered Laras while lowering his head.

"Madam is young, seneng dong is it now? sir does not divide the time again with the other, hi hi hi hi .." Susi's laughter teases her employer.

Laras. Staring flat at Susi. "I feel guilty. Because I'm the master who divorced Dian, the woman who went with him."

"Ow .. wrong to say me. No, believe me. It is not the fault of the young lady, sir also will not divorce Lady Dian. If he doesn't make a mistake." Susi convinces Laras.

"Is she?" mumbles Baras.

"Yes, New. Trust Susi, her husband. Sir is very dear to the Madam, also her baby candidate." Susi again.

"But-"

Baras continued, his lunch. While thinking there was a point in Susi's talk just now. If he hadn't taken Ibra from Dian.

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Night has crawled up and time has shown at 23:00.wib Laras is still awake, can not close the goods for a moment. His eyes were difficult to close, Ibra's face kept looming in the eye pelup. Missing the fragrance of his body, longing for his warm embrace and longing for his intimate touch.

It just so happened that from noon he had no more phone calls. Although just for the speech met bobo, Laras already holding his phone is eager to hear his voice. But the intention was he paled on the reason of fear of disturbing, Maybe Ibra is busy. He will be home again in a day.

The night is getting late. Glancing at the clock has shown at 02:00 but this eye is still not touched by drowsiness. The barrel rushed down to walk towards the bathroom. Want to pee all together take water wudu. For evening prayer.

After a few minutes of sleepiness came. The eyes could no longer open. Until Laras fell asleep on the prayer mat and put on the mukena, Laras fell asleep on the prayer mat until dawn.

From far away, there was a beautiful sound of dawn. Barrel squinted his eyes, around. "MasyaAllah .. I fell asleep on the floor." Mumam Laras observed himself still wearing a mukena.

"Kok I fell asleep here anyway?" with his hoarse voice. Then he got up and left his face and was about to take some more water. Because it is time for dawn prayers.

After the prayer, Laras opened the curtains, he also stood on the front porch of the room. Stretching out his hands, his head looked up at the sky. Breathe some fresh air this morning.

This cold morning temperature, slipping into the sidelines of the pores. And piercing the bone. "Huuh .. cold." The view has not been seen far, because it is still dark. The sun is still covered in clouds, still reluctant to show its light.

Barrel picking a sprig of roos flowers. He kissed her many times, his lips did not stop smiling. Netra her eyes continued to stare at the roos flower in hand.

It was around 10:00 wib. Laras and mom Rahma are shopping back at a Mall. This time it's just three with Irfan. Mr. Marwan is having a need to get out. While Susi is at home, she just happens to be less fit.

"Well ... besan, are you shopping?" greet someone from behind.

Madam Rahma and Laras turned their heads at once. "Eh .. Bu Ludia. How are you, are you shopping too?"

"Yes, I was washing my eyes, shopping. Lazy at home continues, anyways ... Dian is busy too. So rarely at home." Answer Ludia, the mother of Dian.

"Eh .. the beautiful and graceful. Her pregnancy was getting significantly distended, so get anxious," said Ludia, turning her eyes to Laras who was smiling at her.

Laras responded with a nod and a sweet smile. His hand grabbed Ludia's hand, then kissed her respectfully.

"Ow .. the beautiful, the more beautiful." Ludia's hand rubbed the distended Laras' stomach. "Is this a granddaughter of a boy or a girl anyway?" Glancing at Rahma and Laras ma'am alternately.

"God willing. Guys, Ludia ma'am.please pray, may all be smooth," said Ms. Rahma. Happy to see Ludia's mom so welcome to Laras.

"Oh, sure. I pray for Laras, in order to give birth to him smoothly. There's nothing. His son is healthy and his mother is also. Oya, besan .. can I visit my grandchildren later if they are born?"

"May, time does not. Oya, would you like to stay in Indo?" look at Rahma's mom.

"It looks like it, besan. As long as Dian is still alone no one is responsible, I will be in Indo only. Let it calm down" said Ludia. While walking following the steps of Laras and Rahma. Choosing the items to be bought.

"Oh, great. Let Dian have a friend, huh?" timpal ma'am Rahma.

"Eat from it, besan. Afraid of all kinds," continued Ludia ma'am.

Baras continued to look at the items he had not bought. Then Laras takes the cute baby bath.

"Eh, the color is not like that if the boy. Meningan this one alone," said Ludia ma'am.

Laras and Rahma exchanged glances. Ms. Rahma smiled and nodded in agreement with Ludia's advice.

Laras relented when it came to color. Let those who choose, Laras. But again Ms. Rahma and Ms. Ludia do not agree with the color.

"Who is that, who is that? too hard." Mumbled Laras while patting his own eel.

"Why baby?" ask Rahma's mom.

"No, Ma. Just dizzy." replied Laras while slightly shaking his head.

Long time ago, Ludia ma accompanied Laras and her in-laws shopping. Finally he was satisfied and happy. Hugging Rahma and Laras mom alternately.

"Later if the lahiran, tell ya? and don't be a stranger to me and Dian if you go there," Pinta ma Ludia very much hope that the door of the house Laras always open for him.

Baras smiled in his friendly manner. "Of course, Auntie, no one's forbidden."

"Please dear," said Ludia while hugging Laras' body. Then hugged Rahma tightly.

Ludia ma'am passed by leaving the place. Stay Laras and Rahma's mother.

"Huuh .. the leg." Rahma murmured after Ludia's mother disappeared from there.

Laras smiled while looking at the in-laws. Irfan came to take Laras' groceries, he took them to the car. The two followed Irfan from behind.

In the parking lot Laras found a child on the side of the road was begging. "This grandfather is for the snack."

"Thank you brother, thank you very much." nodded respectfully," said the boy.

Laras stood up and looked at the boy who rushed away after getting some money from Laras.

"Be careful young lady. Don't trust strangers." Irfan's voice from behind.

Baras turned towards Irfan. "Mas, he's just a kid who was asked to ask. Don't think too much, Mas pamali."

"Bu-not so Madam. Just a suggestion, that not all is good." Timpal Irfan opens the car door. The barrel went in and sat down near the mother-in-law.

"What Irfan said, darling. We must be careful of strangers, fear ah." Connect mom Rahma ...

"Yes, Ma ..." Finally Laras nodded, assuring Rahma's words.

After they put on their seat belts. The car drove fast. Irfan took the car so fast that it did not take long on the road, now the car is in the yard of the house Laras. Welcomed with a friendly smile.

"Susi, you take a lot of rest. Don't be so tired." Baras turned to Susi.

"Yes really Susi. If the pain rest only," added Rahma.

"Ready Mistress. But Susi is fine," he admitted Susi while showing a cheerful smile.

Susi pulled out the groceries, along with Irfan. Directly bring it inside.

The barrel went straight into his room. With a troubled and worried heart, from yesterday Ibra had no news. Makes Laras' heart riled up, anxious.

In the afternoon a car came into the yard. But really make Laras gasp mixed happily. Ibra came home, but strangely not only with Zayn alone, but with a woman ....

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