Marriage Contract Letter

It is forbidden to fall in love

Zayn nodded. "Yape! you know about love, it's true. Because I don't want to commit, I don't want to wear my heart. Fear of falling in love, getting hurt!"

"So you have a lot of wives, but who now serves you more your young wife, that is, why don't you let it work. Let him have that activity outside" Zayn said, staring at Ibra, who was circling in his seat of greatness.

"No, he can't work, just stay home. Or accompany me when there's a meeting, others are busy there's no time for me." Firmly Ibra while looking at the ceiling.

"You know your young wife's contract change, is it?" ask Zayn.

"What?"

"Being in love is forbidden."

"Hit ..." Ibra pursed her lips. "meaning?"

"Iya Laras is not allowed to fall in love with her husband. Dian is 100% sure that her beloved husband will not love her. other than Dian a," continued Zayn very seriously.

Ibra's breath was so rough, he used to love Dian very much, but with time. She could not give any children, kept telling her to marry Yulia some time later to marry Mery. While Dian himself was getting here more and more looking for outside activities and more there was not much time for the husband. Dian quibbled, the absence of him on the husband's side there is still another wife.

"Well, don't you want your wives, more time for her husband?" asked Zayn back, now his seat turned to the sofa.

Before answering. Ibra took her breath first. "Usually yes! but once there is Laras, let them be busy with their own world, I don't care anymore" while shaking.

"That means you've fallen in love with Laras" Zayn said, seeing Ibra often smiling to herself, a happy hue emanating from her eyes. It was clear from Ibra's face.

Heard Zayn's words. Ibra just blushed.

"Tuh, right, you blushed in shame? it's obvious that when you're in love, she's beautiful, even though she looks simple, sweet, friendly, I'd love to be in-"

Ibra's plot .. ballpoint hit Zayn's head, causing Zayn to grimace in pain. Holding head. "What the fuck are you? sick tau!"

"You're the shit? speaking of course, I want to fire you" Ibra in a loud voice.

Make Zayn shrink. "Sorry-sorry."

"Get out of you, don't forget tomorrow morning pick up my parents at the airport, take them straight to the office. After that, go home" explained Ibra, shaking her hand in the air.

Zayn moved, occasionally rubbing his head. "Well sir will I remember your message, that," then walked near the door, but at the door he stopped his steps and turned his body to look at Ibra. " The Lord is in love! may I borrow young Miss's item last night," Zayn still had time to tease Ibra making her hand holding the ballpoint. Prepare to throw again at Zayn. Zayn hurriedly disappeared behind the door laughing.

Ibra was upset. "That's it, it's crazy people. The wife's time is considered an item" Ibra clenched her teeth.

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Sayup-sayup Laras hear the sound of Adhan so beautiful. The barrel rushed to the bathroom to fetch the ablution water, then Laras brought his mucus to the mushola.

There pray in congregation with female assistants. "Young lady prays here too?" ask Susi after she finished reading the prayer.

Laras. "Yes, here can congregate with you guys. If in the room, it's alone," said Laras while folding his face.

All the assistants immediately went outside the mosque, to continue their activities, it was soon time for dinner, and they had to finish their tasks.

"My young lady first?" Susi came out, followed by Rika who nodded respectfully to Laras.

Laras immediately went to his room, saving his former prayers. And want to go down to the kitchen, itung-itung while learning to cook.

"Iih .. should go up again." Laras slightly stomped his feet against the floor irritatedly just now until the kitchen his lips frowned slightly.

Bu Rica who saw Laras approaching. "What's the young lady? is there anything I can help you with," stand straight in front of Laras.

"Ah no Ma'am," as she flicked her unraveling hair to the left. "This was me trying to help you here while learning to cook, eeh .. mister is coming home soon and telling me to prepare everything for him."

Bu Rika smiled hearing and saw the expression of the face of Laras who was like a girl who was still innocent. "Oh that way, it's okay to learn the cooking tomorrow Madam."

"Yes anyway. Yes I've climbed again ma'am, aah ... tired." Barrel lazily twisted his body.

"There is an elevator Mistress so don't be tired" Rika reminded.

"Oh yes." Laras. "But still-" suddenly Laras' body lifted in a sling like carrying a sack of rice on his shoulder. Yes Ibra who had just come to hear Laras complaining tired, then he grabbed Laras' body and carried it.

Baras was shocked not to play. His heart suddenly wanted to be dislodged instantly, he continued to hit Ibra's back, his legs were in motion asking to be lowered. "Download! let me go, please, please" cried Laras.

"Shut up" Ibra said as she continued to walk closer to the elevator.

Realize It's Ibra's voice. The barrel stopped his punch a little bit quietly.

The assistants threw smiles at each other at Ibra's behavior. Just this time he had behaved like that, never before had he behaved strangely to his other wives.

"Down me Master, shame," Laras wrote to Ibra.

"Who's the same?" no one," while entering the elevator and after inside the new elevator lowered Laras' body.

Barrel tidied his hair disheveled, his breathing irregular. "What is there no one? they're not people, genies are."

"Sstt." Ibra put her index finger on Laras' lips. Laras was silent, they looked at each other. There is a rumbling, the heart seems to beat faster than usual.

Ibra's body approached as if he wanted to embrace her, Laras's heart became increasingly erratic and his steps retreated until he stuck to the elevator wall, but Ibra wanted to press the elevator ride button.

The barrel's a little embarrassed. While Ibra secretly smiled to herself looking at Laras's behavior.

"You're complaining a lot, aren't you? the elevator was provided, and it was tired. What do you want, in the room?" with the tone of Ibra.

"Bu-not gi-gitu Mister," said Laras lowered his head no longer daring to look at Ibra.

"I'm tired of wanting to soak immediately."

While they were silent while waiting for the elevator to stop and the door opened. At the room Ibra stripped off her clothes, and Laras prepared warm water first. After just preparing clothes, sleep happened to be in the room Laras.

Ibra glanced at Laras who was pacing back and forth picking up Ibra's clothes in the closet, she entered the bathroom, instantly gushing her head out. "Don't pacing back and forth tired," then pulled back his head.

Laras turned his head, smiled forcedly, clenched his hands as if ready to punch.

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