Marriage Contract Letter

Ex-fiance

A few eyes were fixed towards the door. Waiting for a step that seems to be approaching. Laras stood up and sat down at his place, with his husband.

"Assalamu'alaikum ... Mama's home." The sound of Rahma ma'am who tote the latest LV-branded handbag.

"Wa'alaikum salam." answered all in unison.

But what a surprise, for some people there. Especially Rahma's mother, Marwan and Mulyadi's sir. They looked at each other with uncertain feelings, really unexpected situations before.

"What are you doing here?" search Mr. Marwan with a less friendly look.

"What are you doing in this place?" mr Mulyadi even behind his name, he was curious why this couple is here? He knew Ibra as one of the young business men. But no one knows the people behind it.

"I'm here obviously, because this is the home of my son and my daughter-in-law." Marwan answered, still standing.

"What's? Barrels your ghost," Mulyadi gasped.

Jodi. Mr. Marwan and Ms. Rahma, then reached out to shake hands. "How are you, Auntie." Staring alternately.

"Om Good." Briefly Marwan greeting heart asked if Jodi had anything to do with Mulyadi?

Ms. Rahma just nodded. Not a word was said from his lips.

"Yes, he's my ghost. Why?" ask Mr. Marwan in a flat tone.

Mr. Mulyadi stared intently at his nephew and husband, then his gaze turned back to Mr. Marwan. "Ep. I'm his Uncle Laras."

"Ha, Uncle Laras. From where?" search paka Marwan curious.

"I, father Laras' brother, am gone." Mr. Mulyadi looked down. I love being sad when I remember my brother.

Everyone was silent with their thoughts.

While Rahma's mother sat down in a doldrums. This situation inevitably leads him to a memory of the past. Where he used to be in close contact with Mulyadi. Until the engagement occurs, but on the way to the wedding. Each of them was tempted by the other.

At first, Rahma was tempted by Marwan. So that makes his relationship with Mulyadi tenuous. It made Mulyadi angry and there was a great fight between Marwan and Mulyadi at that time. But even so, Rahma was not deterred he still had a secret relationship with Marwan. But still within reasonable and healthy limits.

Then, Mulyadi met a woman named Zakiah, yes it was a woman who became the wife of the Marwan series of arranged marriages at that time. Even Mulyadi and Zakiah's relationship has exceeded the limit, even though Zakiah is Marwan's series wife.

Rahma had been caught with her own eyes, if Mulyadi and Zakiah were having a relationship like husband and wife. Rahma covered her gaping mouth. Disbelief in what he saw, without a cloth covering the body of both. Devastated by Rahma's feelings, as shredded as a headless mess. No longer shaped.

In fact, Rahma came to Mulyadi's house to discuss that she would fix the relationship. He will leave Marwan soon for the sake of his marriage to Mulyadi. Lagian Marwan is married too, although for arranged marriages. But what he saw, really made him shock, his body like cotton that was splashed with water. Whizzing, dropping himself onto the powerless floor. His cry broke until a hiccup, on the floor crying bitterly.

The couple who had been coolly mixing love was flabbergasted, with the arrival of Rahma at Mulyadi's house. The two really did not expect that what they did would be discovered by Rahma whose status is Mulyadi's fiancee.

After that incident. Rahma broke off her engagement. He returned the ring and everything Mulyadi had given him. Although Rahma's decision is about by Rahma's parents and Mulyadi's parents. But after Rahma explained, both sides of the family understood.

Marwan finally divorced Zakiah, even though he was a husband had never touched Zakiah, unlike Mulyadi who was just dating had been presumptuous to enjoy Zakiah's body. And Marwan did not think long to divorce Zakiah.

Mulyadi was actually just the intention of revenge on Marwan who had courted his fiancee. He thought they were doing the same thing, but they never did as he thought. Marwan and Rahma are just regular dates, dare not do more, he apologized to Rahma and wanted to continue the relationship. Continuing his intention to get married.

But Rahma was already hurt. Feeling accused of something that was never done, and in the end Mulyadi himself did the indecent thing. Mulyadi finally regretted her actions.

After a few months Marwan married Rahma, while Mulyadi had to wait a few months. Until the time of iddah Zakiah is over, then they get married.

Rahma awakens from the daydream. When the husband patted her on the shoulder. "Oh, what's the matter Pa?"

"You look so tired. Go in and rest there." Marwan told his wife.

Rahma's eyes circled to all the people there, then moved. "Yes I'm in first."

Mr. Marwan stared at the departure of his wife. Then turn your eyes to Mr. Mulyadi. "How's your wife doing?"

The rough breathing from Mr. Mulyadi's nose from his nose is clearly visible. "He's been gone a long time." With a sad tone.

"meaning? died-"

"Yes, I apologize on his behalf for the past mistakes" Mulyadi said in an apology.

Mr. Marwan just took a deep breath. And don't want to remember that.

Laras and Ibra even Jodi was curious about the expression of past mistakes. Finally, Baras opened his voice. Representing other curiosity. "What does Uncle mean? what is a mistake in the past?"

Mr. Mulyadi and Mr. Marwan looked at each other. "Em .. that-" Mr. Mulyadi hung up his words.

Then Mr. Marwan told me about their past. All told without a single cover-up.

"If you were Om Marwan's wife, who would I be?" chirp Jodi looked at the father and Mr. Marwan alternately. He wondered who was he, who was he?

"So you, Mulyadi and Zakiah's sons?" mr. Marwan asked a question back.

"Yes, Om. Right."." Right." Answer Jodi.

Marwan shook his shoulders and shook his shoulders. "I don't know, obviously I never did anything to Zakiah. Not like your sassy father." Marwan Ketus.

With Mr. Marwan's answer, it's enough to explain. If Jodi is not Marwan's son.

Mulyadi took a long breath. "You're father's son, Jodi, you're our son."

Jodi's face implied a sense of happiness, and her eyes sparkled.

"I'm sorry for all my mistakes at the time. I've been wrong." Mulyadi sir, to the man sitting opposite her.

"Oh, forget everything. By the way, why did you just appear as Uncle Laras? where you were." search Marwan.

"It used to be Lala, yes .. say hidden by my sister, Rustam. He sent Lala to a home that never told me which orphanage, ever since I looked for Lala's whereabouts. Every orphanage I go to look for Lala, but I don't find it. Until about 5 either the last 4 years I fell ill-" Mr. Mulyadi paused his speech with a very heavy breath.

Everyone there listened carefully. Mulyadi returned to prepare to continue his story.

"After I was sick, it was Jodi who I was assigned to replace me in finding Lala. And finally only now can meet, thank God." recalls Mr. Mulyadi.

Laras was moved to hear his uncle's story. And happy to be able to meet family, it turns out Jodi who he knows is his own cousin.

It did not feel like sounding the sound of adzan magrib who was so melodious. The chatter stopped and all the men were at the mosque not far away.

After Laras performed the prayer, he immediately intervened to prepare dinner with Susi and Rahma's mother as well.

"So, story. Uncle Mulyadi is Mama's ex-fiancee huh?" goda Baras while stirring vegetables.

Madam Rahma breathed a heavy sigh. "Mama came to Mulyadi's house to apologize, wanting to mend the relationship. After all, our marriage is counting weeks. But what did you try to see?" mom Rahma's eyes glazed over.

Laras hugged the mother-in-law's shoulder and gave the vegetable stirrer to Susi.

"Destroyed dear Mama. She's having a relationship they shouldn't have, while the woman's status is Papa Marwan's wife. Mama aja who is recalcitrant near papa Marwan did not dare to do that. We both have limits. But .." Rahma's mom shook her head while crying.

"Here, Mama don't cry. It's not good that they came from the mosque." Barrel rubbed the middle-aged woman's cheeks. To not seem to cry. Madam Rahma nodded.

After a while dinner was finally ready, everyone gathered at the dinner table for dinner together. Everyone ate all the dishes on the table.

Although it still felt awkward, the atmosphere was a bit tense. Especially the attitude of Rahma and Mulyadi who look stiff. But all can still be overcome by the attitude of Mr. Marwan who has been berlapang heart, making peace with the past. Make peace with reality, and it's worth forgetting those memories.

The meal ended with a sip of water, there is also juice water that has been provided by Susi.

"Still Sus .." said Jodi when Susi offered fruit juice.

"Sama-sama Opa," Susi smiled kindly.

"Well .. now it's clear. If Jodi is your cousin La, and Nak Ibra. Uncle tipped Laras huh? next time you play to Semarang yes," Mulyadi settled Ibra and Laras also Jodi. "If anything just talk to Jodi."

"Of course, Uncle. I'll take care of Laras." Answer Ibra.

"Yes, Uncle. Thanks Uncle already bothered to come, oya Uncle now lives where?" tanya Laras looked at the uncle.

"Uncle in Semarang. After hearing the news you've been found, we came straight here. All Jodi would like to invite Uncle for treatment," replied Mr. Mulyadi. His face was full of happiness.

"We live on xx street. You play there," said Jodi while commenting on a smile. Decorate his handsome face.

"Oh, ghost. We'll play there if we have time" said Ibra, grabbing his wife's hand. "Yes, my dear?"

Laras nodded. "Yes, God willing." Baras turned his eyes to the uncle. "May Uncle recover as soon as before. Aamiin, God."

"Aamiin, La .. Just pray for it? hopefully healthy Uncle does not hang in the chair anymore" said Mr. Mulyadi.

"Aamiin O Allah" replied the one who was there in unison.

Finally Jodi and Mulyadi say goodbye, Laras and Ibra deliver to the terrace.

"La, I'm going home first. If anything call me." Jodi reached out to Laras.

Laras nodded. Ibra pulled the hand of Laras who shook with Jodi's hand. Laras looked at her husband. "Abang ..." half whispered.

Jodi smiled, still clearly drawn from Ibra's face, if she still harbored jealousy. Then Jodi shook hands with Ibra.

And Laras hugged the uncle, Sanga uncle hugged tightly. Only this time he could hug the pounder he had been looking for, a moment later Laras took off the hug. "Uncle careful, also quickly healed huh?"

"Yes, La. Thanks." Thanks." Then Mr. Mulyadi Jodi lifted into the car and Ibra kept his seat in the trunk.

Laras waved his hand, at the uncle. When the car left the place. Ibra's hand held onto Laras's shoulder with teary eyes, not expecting Jodi to be her cousin. Didn't expect today to meet a family whose role is to replace the father.

"Baby, cold." Ibra dragged his wife in.

"Mama is still hurt, Pa. .. until this moment is still felt. In front of my eyes, they. Ah." Madam Rahma shook her head. Apparently until this moment he still can not make peace with reality.

"That's it, Ma .. It's all over. And look at the situation now, like that. Maybe he has already received his reply. His wife is also dead. Let us forgive all their mistakes. The proof is that Papa has forgiven them, why hold a grudge?"

"Mama has no grudge at all Papa .. only, can not forgive me," continued mom Rahma looked at the husband who rubbed his back.

The barrel who had just set foot in the living room, hearing the in-laws chatter in the living room, was stunned. Then I saw the husband standing next to her.

Ibra grabbed her waist. "Rest yu darling? sleepy. Not salat either. We're congregating first hem?" with his soft voice.

Laras replied with a nod. In his brain revolved thoughts about the conflicts of the past. He could also feel how devastated when he was in the position of Rahma ma'am at that time.

Both of them walked to the room. When crossing his father and his mother. "Pa, Ma. We went to the first room, barrel wants to go in the incandescent." Ibra grinned.

Baras nudged Ibra's hand. "When I say that." Whisper it on Ibra.

"Oh, yes. Mama also rested, tired," said Rahma turned her son and ex.

"You want in a massage what do you want in a massage?" seduce Mr. Marwan on both.

Face Red glitter. Embarrassed by the temptations of the father-in-law. Then Laras first swung his steps into the room.

Ibra carved a smile on her face. "Well, can you, Yu Pa?" Ibra also passed.

Stay away. Mr. Marwan and Ms. Rahma while watching television, Ms. Rahma leaned against the husband's chest.

Currently in the room Laras, already on top of the bed. Pull the blanket over your chest.

Ibra crawled up and lay down beside Laras. "My wife must be very happy, because she met family. And it turns out Jodi's your cousin." Ibra's Mumbling. Fingers stroked the wife's wavy hair.

"I'm happy, which means I'm not alone. In addition to my children, there is also my family that I have to care about.

"Darling, how come I'm not on the list that you should care about?" ask Ibra astonished.

"No ah, enough of his son. Hi hi hi." The barrel shows its white teeth, even though the lights have changed dimly. But it still looks clear.

"Ah, not fair dong. The time of his beloved son. What doesn't make him dear?" ibra grumbled a little pouty.

"Bikinnya also forced. Still mending too, want to love his son-"

"Honey .. don't joke, yes I forced you at that time, but it didn't immediately so. Part ... You also enjoy it dear." Ibra whisper in the ear Barrel.

"That's it, how many times have my dear .. you've been more tempting to me."

"When did I tease you? it's yummy. Never, at that time I was still shy even though now I am still shy." Timpal Mesem-mesem.

"Ih .. don't want to say it! shy too, you know that. What else now. Dare to start." I Ibra as he kissed the wife's forehead, palms stroked the wife's distended stomach. Initially stroked the stomach but over time so down to the bottom, moved places. Making Laras close his eyes, feeling a strange degree in his body.

Ibra's lips smiled fluffy. Feeling the wife who did not react. But a moment later, Laras' hand caught Ibra's hand. He moved it to its original place, in the direction of gently rubbing on his stomach. Ibra was a little disappointed ....

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