Marriage Contract Letter

Alkaletic

"What's more dear .." asked Ibra to turn to his wife.

"That's, the alky tale." The barrel pointed at the fruit man in front.

Ibra frowned. "What is it, baby? I don't know."

"Come there, let's see." The barrel opened the car door and got off.

Ibra also precedes his wife. Immediately grabbed the hand of Laras in his lead across the road to the selling of fruit.

Once it gets to the place. "Where is the alkyah fruit dear?"

"This, alkesa fruit." The Barrels hand takes alkesa fruit.

"Oh .. This sapo sweet potato. I know this sapodilla yam, if it eats sticky rice in the teeth. Some say it's a jigong." Ibra's lips are expanding.

Laras looked in wonder. "Fruit jigong?"

"Yes, I'm sticking it in my baby's teeth. If you eat them, stick them on your teeth." Ibra pointed at her own white teeth.

"Hi hi hi. .. can be." Mesem barrel and choose a ripe and smooth alkesa fruit. He puts it into the bag that the trader gives.

Then the netra of the eyes Laras towards the persimmon fruit which ah color ah seductive. Tempting once for Baras.

"I want this fruit." The barrel smelled the ripe persimmon.

"Bang, knife please. I want to peel this." Laras looked at his merchant. Then sit on the bench that is available there.

"Dear to like this?" ibra asked while holding the fruit.

"Like, really like it" said Laras while taking a knife from the brother.

"Here, I'm the one that's peeled." Ibra took over the knife from Laras' hand.

Ibra peels right and cuts persimmon for Laras. The barrel immediately devoured the persimmon fruit that Ibra peeled. Laras feeds Ibra who shakes his head.

"No like. Never eaten that."

"Try first Brother .. try first, yes definitely like." Laras kekeh wants Ibra to taste.

Ibra opened her mouth. Slowly chew the fruit for the first time. Little shudder. "Ih, how sweet. Rich like papaya flavor that is still clingy."

"Em, good stuff. That sweet crunch." Then Laras took alkesa and he split. Eating it very delicious.

"You?" yang Laras again wanted to feed Ibra, but this time the alkesa fruit.

Ibra shakes her head again. And totally refuse to shudder. "Ih .. nope. What fruit is a jigong fruit, stick in the teeth, no. Mending to eat this." Cut the persimmon fruit, then eat it.

After paying for persimmon and alkesa, Ibra and Laras returned to the car. Continue the journey home to go home. Now the mouth of Laras continues to snack on the fruit that was just bought, the food that was just there. Ibra just looked at the wife who did not stop eating.

"Hungry, Mom?" mumbling Ibra without looking.

Laras looked over while smacking his smile. "Can't you see people happy?" slightly moved his lips.

Ibra glanced at him with the tail of her eyes, then her other hand rubbed the head of Laras. "May love .. may it."

Laras glanced at it with a smile on his lips. Then continue eating. This time we finished the delayed food.

Not felt, the car arrived at the courtyard of the house Laras, welcome Susi who stood and a bright face. The barrel came down after Ibra opened the door for her.

"Mrs? how's it going." Sapa Susi while nodding respectfully.

"I, well Susi, as you can see. How is it here? you're not going to a nobody here by yourself." search Laras while entering the house that he left a few days ago.

"Good, Yeah. Yesterday the house ma'am came to ask the news of the Madam, I told the mension, is there not?"

"Nothing, just a phone call. This afternoon they want to come," continued Laras. Put himself on the couch.

"Oh, my lady, the other day there was also an Opa-opa here as well as a middle-aged man called father," added Susi just remembered the arrival of Jodi with her father.

Ibra's forehead shriveling. "Opa-opa?"

"Jodi" answered Laras, turning to her husband.

"Oh," raised his eyebrows, then glared at his room.

"What's up? saying what's going on," Laras looked at Susi.

Susi shakes. "Not said anything. Just saying that next time I'll come back, that's it."

"Oh, yes it is possible next time they come again," said Laras while taking a walk to massage the state of the house that he had left a few days.

The Barrel's steps lead him to the park and the pool. Approaching the roos flower that was budding, her lips smiled beautifully. His hands rubbed his increasingly distended stomach.

After being satisfied there, Laras re-entered. Approaching Susi who is preparing to cook later in the afternoon. "Where is the fruit you brought stored?" laras's eyes moved in search of what he meant.

"Oh, it's Susi's input into her refrigerator." pointed to the refrigerator.

"Oh, yes. Thanks huh?" Barrel opened the cupboard, picked up the persimmon. Then he washes and straight away he teeth, crutches! until his voice is heard.

"If you want to take Sus," said Laras while sitting enjoying the fruit.

"Susi does not like Him," replied Susi turned to her employer.

"Sweet, delicious." Add Barrel.

"But I don't like it." I'm Susi.

The barrel moved from his seat. "I'm going in first, Sus." Laras took his steps to the room. Once inside he found the husband was busy with his laptop on the sofa.

Close the door, then approach and sit down. Then stand back up and take the water from the dispenser. He brought it to his husband. "Want a drink?"

Ibra turned to his wife. "Thank you dear."

''Um, I'm going to take a shower first ah. Sticky." The barrel passed from Ibra's side.

Ibra. Staring at the back of the wife who left him, then refocused on her laptop.

Before long, Laras returned wearing a towel robe and looking fresh. "Ashar nih, pray first. Leave the laptop behind."

Ibra, who did not respond to Laras's remarks, kept her hands busy with the keyboard. The eyes stay focused on the screen. Until Laras came back from the bathroom in neat clothes.

Laras shook his head. Then approached the husband. "Abang .. close the laptop first," said Laras while not reluctant to close the laptop that is in her husband's use.

Ibra looked at his wife with a hard-to-understand look. "Can't you wait a minute? I've been working on something important."

"I-iya, important darling. But I need 5 more minutes, just hang on."

"All right." The barrel stands and performs its own prayer.

"Ah, angry again," while looking at Laras' motion. Then he moved on and did not open the laptop. Except to the bathroom.

After both of them perform prayers. The barrel who intends to go out to meet Susi, so the bed rests on the bed. With pillows piled high.

Ibra approached after just briefly struggling with the laptop. "Do you want bobo?" with a soft voice near him.

"Not knowing either." Mumbles Barrel.

Ibra sat cross-legged near the feet of Laras. Both of his hands were gently rubbing.

"No need. Isn't there something important to be done?" push Barrel. With a cold tone.

"Dear .. is done." Ibra continued her massage on the legs of Laras.

Gts ....

Gts ....

Gts ....

"Madam, there's a home mom and kids outside" Susi cried from behind the door.

Both of Laras's netra eyes moved to look towards Ibra. "Yes, Sus. A moment." Then getting up and about to go down, Ibra rushed and took Laras' hand.

The two of them came out of the room, to meet the orphanage mom Susi said was outside. Sure enough, the orphanage and the children, were in the living room.

When they saw Laras appear, the children hugged Laras. Makes Ibra stay away from his wife.

"Sak Laras how are you? we miss brother." Children's voices are at the same time and it's almost obscure.

"Well, how are you guys? I'm gonna miss you guys, too." Baras hugged them all in turn.

Then, Laras approached the home mom who commented on her smile. "How are you, Mom?"

"How areyou? my own mother was worried to hear we were sick. Plus the news that is less wearing it, said the mother of the home.

"I'm not pa-pa, Mom. I'm fine." The barrel of a smile.

Then they all sat side by side and sounded quite boisterous with the words of children who did not know what was in the storm.

Ibra sat down near his wife. "You guys, if you want to swim, you can."

Children who are not so mature are very enthusiastic to hear Ibra welcome to swim. The grown-up just sits sweetly.

"Yes, if you want to swim. Can you, but bring her clothes?" connect Barrels to children.

"If you don't bring a change of clothes, that's it. Buy it instead." Ibra again.

Baras looked towards Ibra. "It's not that easy, brother, there must be a change first."

"I wear two Kak's clothes" said one of the children.

"Yes, I wear two too." Showing the clothes he was wearing.

"Yes, already. It's up to you guys to do it." Laras paled their will.

Susi carries a tray containing several drinking glasses. Before crouching, there was a boy who rushed to the pool. The tray that was still in Susi's hands was nudged.

Weighty!

Guprak!

Grandpa!

The trays and all the glasses fell. And broke in front of all her, Susi panicked. And also feeling angry and upset. Others were amazed, looking at the incident.

"Astagfirullah .." murmured Laras.

Ibra. Confused about getting angry or what?

"Sorry Laras, sorry Viki." Sorry mom while pulling the hand of the brave child Viki. He was shocked himself, unintentionally as well.

Susi was upset, not quick to clean up. Even in pelotototti.

"Oh, not pa-pa, ma'am. Sus, clean up, others help Susi. But be careful too, and then take a new drink to the kitchen, huh?" laras orders, seeing Susi and the somewhat adult children taking turns.

Susi and the children helped each other, cleaning the glass fragments. When they finished, they took drinks from the kitchen.

Ibra finally shook her head slowly. Just this time there was a commotion in his house like this. The boy was in shock. Sculpting not budging.

"Yes, already. Viki play there, be careful?" ibra said trying to calm down, as if nothing had happened. Though his heart was angry and upset, anyway goiter.

The housemaid escorted Viki to the pool, joined by her friend.

"Abang, sorry? boisterous like this. Storm, later also if you have children will understand, times." The sound of the barrel was very slow. Glanced at the husband who smiled faintly.

"Yes, honey. No pa-pa," he said, sighing deeply. "I'm going to go to the room first, right? if you need anything, call. You're here to chat, oya order dinner with all of them. Okay?" ibra's hand rubbed the back of Laras' hand which replied with a nod.

Ibra, hurrying her steps to the room. As soon as he got to the room, he immediately threw himself on the bed. His eyes looked at the ceiling. "Maybe I'm not used to the kids yet huh? hem ... boisterous, crowded. Storm, that's how many kids will be." Ibra muttered but her aunt was attracted by the smile.

Funny, imagining that he had many children. One day, the kids are funny. Run around every room. Makes the atmosphere very crowded.

His lips did not stop smiling. So that no drowsiness attacked both eyes. Slowly, Ibra's eyes fell asleep.

Laras who was chatting with the house mom. Occasionally hug each other, spilling a sense of kangen that rarely meet it.

The kids are playing in the pool. Susi takes orders for dinner.

"Mom, pray for me, will you? if lahiran. I want to be normal. Don't want to be so rough." Laras.

"Of course, I certainly pray dong Laras. Good luck." Reply to the home.

In the middle of Laras and the house mom was busy chatting, suddenly. Someone called ....

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