Marriage Contract Letter

The ex

After breakfast is finished. Dian is getting ready to go to work. "Mom, I'm going first huh? remember, it went the same way I did. Don't be alone."

"Yes, Mommy remembers. Mommy wants to go shopping for the baby." Bu Lodia nodded.

Dian moved from her place. Bringing footsteps to where the car is parked, do not waste long Dian driving his favorite car. Towards where he works.

Suddenly Dian's car broke down. "Damn why my car broke down anyway?" Dian tried to pull the car over. Then he went down to check the whereabouts of his car.

"Uuh ... How about this?" apparently the rear tire on the left deflated. Where not to bring spare tires, workshop far too. Can only stroke the chest and take a long breath.

When you want to call the repair shop his old subscription. There was a motorbike pulled over, approaching Dian who was standing next to his car looked confused.

Then the biker went down, a tall man about 170cm. Same height as the former, Malik Ibrahim. If his face is not visible, because he wears a helmet and mask.

"Why Mother?" ask the man without opening his helmet and mask.

Before replying, Dian stared suspiciously, worried that the man was a bad person. "Em .. strike." Moving her body a little away.

Seeing Dian looked scared or suspicious. The man again said. "Don't be afraid, Ma'am, I'm not a criminal anyway" he held his hand up in the air.

"Oh, I don't know the workshop in the region yet. You're here or-"

"I'm a real person here Ma'am. I know a workshop that's close here, so what's the problem, ma'am?" ask the man.

"Em, the rich. Em ... that, the tire deflated," said Dian, pointing at the flat tire.

"Oh, it just needs to be a patch of tires." The man squatted observing Dian's flat tire.

"Bring the tools no Ma'am?" ask the man again.

"Not knowing either." Dian's looking in the trunk. But nothing, people have no tools, let alone carry. "There is no Mas. Don't have any."

"Oh .. bothered then." The man complained, yes. I had people patching tires come here," he said, calling someone.

Dian speechless. The smallest of hearts feel anxious. Worry that this person is not a good person.

"Wouldn't you go to work, would you?" ask the man while sitting himself in the motorcycle seat.

"Yes, Mom." Dian looked tense and a little frightened.

"Mdad you remember me?" ask the man back.

"Who is it?" ask Dian back. Because he doesn't remember who that man is.

That guy's. Opening his helmet and mask, the man's face looked quite sweet and dignified. Dian racked her brain, remembering who the man was. It feels like he's met, but he doesn't remember where?

The man smiled looking at Dian dumbly. "Remember me?"

Dian shook her head, but a moment later pulled out her smile. "You were the one who came to the house that day, right?"

"Yes, Mother. I once came to give an invitation from the office to Ma'am." Answer the man.

Dian nodded. He just remembered, if this man who delivered a call letter for himself. For the case of the video syurnya some time ago.

"Yes, I just remembered. But why dress so regularly, what else is not a task?" dian asked, now his face is not as stiff as before.

"I'm looking for a job. And I don't work there anymore." Replied the man while circulating his gaze to the surrounding place.

"Workout search? why don't you work as a poisi?" Dian was curious. Although occasionally see his watch getting daytime.

The person from the tire patch came and immediately took care of Dian's leaking car tires.

"Yes, my name is Permana." The man introduced himself.

"Well, I'm Dian and surely you remember?" Both of them shake hands.

Not long ago Dian's mobi was finished and ready to use. Dian also paid for the party who worked on the car. Then Dian and Permana went with their respective goals.

Dian continued his intention to go to work, even though the time had already shown at 8 am. His gaze was straight ahead, passing the other iron horses. Split a crowded street.

Now Dian is in his chair, starting his activities this morning. Sometimes imagine the face of a handsome and adorable baby boy belonging to Laras. I think time will pass soon. Change the day, so that immediately go home to pick up the mother to meet the baby boy.

With the time that kept turning, finally brought Dian at the clock home. His lips were blooming and his heart was flowering, he immediately prepared to go home. When meeting with her co-workers many feel strange, with a change in Dian's more friendly attitude and a clean face.

Shortly on the road with, finally Dian's luxury car arrived at the courtyard of the house. He rushed down. Then shut the car door.

Brugh!

Dian immediately entered her law flower. "Mom's? Mommy ... I'm home, not ready yet?" screeches Dian while walking and climbing the stairs. Towards his room.

"Dear, Mommy is ready" said Lodia from below.

Dian looked down. "OKAY. I'm gonna take a shower, okay, a second."

"Aih .. is it ready yet? I guess he's ready. Apparently going to take a shower first, half an hour could be in the bathroom, long ago," Lodia's mom grumbled to herself and dropped herself onto the sofa.

Sure enough, it's been half an hour Dian hasn't shown up yet either. Ms. Lodia was already restless waiting. He stood his way to his room. Turn around again, take another drink to the kitchen. It hasn't shown up yet either. "Oh, this is a child!"

Walk near the stairs. "Darling ... Has it not been too long?" squealing the mother with her head up.

"Yes, Mom .. This is also ready. Patience, patient man wide body rich Mommy hi hi hi hi ...."

Dian rushed down, with a neat and elegant appearance. Wearing a knee-length skirt with a hemisphere in the back, combined with a sleeveless top. Pinching bag in hand.

Both of them entered Dian's car which is now wanted to use the driver. He said he was lazy to drive himself, so he told his driver to bring a car.

"Mom, what do you buy for gifts?" tanya Dian glanced at the mother.

"Here, Mommy bought a bath. How much price? expensive," said Lodia.

"Yes, not pa-pa." Dian put on the seat belt. Then give instructions to the driver.

The car is traveling at medium speed. Dian and her Mommy kept chatting. About the baby boy who now wants to visit.

A few time lapse. The car entered the hospital area, where Laras and baby boy were located. The two walked through the hospital corridor, several times passing by Ibra's colleagues and colleagues who certainly knew Dian as his ex-wife Ibra.

Dian was not awkward to say hello and shake hands with them. Mood Dian day by day is getting better, especially on this day that is so fresh and friendly. Arriving at the door of the room Laras in the care of. The door just happened to be a little open.

"Wa'alaikumus salam .. uh bu besan, Dian. Come on in, why just stand there?" welcome Rahma and open the door to ask her guests to come in.

After Bu Lodia hugged Rahma's mother, and asked each other for news. Then they come in. Incidentally in the quiet there were no guests.

Dian and the mother immediately approached Laras and her baby. "Where is the baby boy who said he was handsome? oh my goodness .. it turns out to be true. You're handsome, handsome, hey it's Grandma. Remember yeah? it's Grandma. Grandma Lodia yeah don't forget later if you can talk call Grandma okay?" ms. Lodia was so excited to see the baby boy who was opening his eyes.

All who were there smiled happily, it was not only parents who welcomed the happy presence of baby Satria. But also someone else.

"Where's the handsome baby boy? I happen to be no bobo! Mother kangen deh. Last night keep in mind, want to meet baby boy." Swipe the cheeks of a loving baby boy.

Ibra and Laras who were closer to Dian, gasped at the call of the mother. Ibra looked at Laras very closely he was worried about Laras' thoughts later. Even terbesit the ugly mind of Ibra who remembered Dian's intentions first. "But that's what it was, not now that it's all over." Inner Ibra.

Baras was surprised by the call. But he thought. What harm? dian had no children, and Laras was conscious. He had a baby boy from Ibra's seed nothing not why Dian too. So let it be called that, what is important is that there is no strange intention.

Dian turned towards Laras and Ibra. Staring at him alternately, while saying with a soft word. "Well, can you if the baby boy will call me Mother?" with a hopeful look.

Before answering. Laras turned his head towards Ibra who was also staring curiously at him. Curious about the answer that Baras will give. So did others they were also curious to answer from the mouth of Laras.

"As long as it's good, I .. don't mind if baby Satria calls you Mother. Perhaps, but-" Baras' speech stopped, he looked at Lodia ma'am. He wanted to say something, but was afraid that Lodia didn't know anything?

"But what? are you afraid I'm doing weird? yep! don't worry, it's all over. Ibra and I are just exes, and all our agreements are no longer in effect. You deserve the love and affection of Ibra, and she is lucky to have you. If I had found you first, there might not have been another wife besides you and me." Remember Dian looked down inside.

"I'll learn to do better, I'm sorry to have wasted a man who has truly loved me. So he eventually turned to loving others, because it was me." Sesal Dian's.

Ibra was wrong. Because he felt that what Dian meant was himself. He turned his gaze to the laptop that was beside him the former he was wearing.

"Of course, I may. Sister Dian wants to be called Mother, I don't mind." Baras smiled with sincerity.

Dian's face looked up, her eyes glazed over. His lips were pulled to the side. "You're allowing it?"

"certain." Answer Laras, reassuring Dian.

Dian's lips are fluffy. "Thank you?"

Laras nodded. Ibra smiled faintly. Ibra's attitude towards Dian seemed awkward, yes it was natural. She's an ex, not Ibra's wife anymore.

Others feel happy, in this condition. Then Lodia asked to hold, alternating with Dian who looked very happy with the presence of a baby boy.

"Can't you? when do I come and play with baby Satria often?" again Dian asked Laras and Ibra.

Netra Ibra's eyes moved to look at the wife who reviewed her sweet smile.

"Can, I can," said Laras.

Again Dian said thanks to Laras. While holding the baby boy, his lips continued to expand. Baby Satria cries and searches for mimi. Dian also gave it to Laras for breastfeeding.

Bawel Lodia ma'am gave me advice on how to take care of baby. It should be like this. Don't be so, how to breastfeed can not be this way, can not be so. The comfortable one is like this bla-bla etc.

But for Laras a smile and thank him for his teachings, and he felt increased insight. Apart from my mother-in-law. Not later if the home mom comes, surely she also gave this input. And that's for sure.

"Bell-looking. Don't forget it, huh? it's Grandma. Grandma Lodia, later if you have grown up playing to Grandma's theme yes. If you need to play abroad where Grandma and Grandpa live, is it cute? iih ... gemes wants to pinch his cheek." Bu Lodia scuffles looking at baby boy cheeks.

"No, there is no need to be horrified by the grandmother who was just so handsome, heard the word Mother, huh? if later the baby boy has grown up playing it to where our Mother plays the swing and later Mommy promises, will buy a baby boy big cars. Enough for both, huh?" tadal Dian's.

"eeh ... Mommy can also buy Grandma's grandchildren better and more expensive toy cars for baby Satria, not you alone," Lodia ma'am does not want to lose. "Surely he alone can love gifts-"

"But, the baby boy would rather receive a gift from Mom. Than her Grandma. Look at it later." Dian cut a speech from the mother.

All who are there so dizzy listening to the debate between the child and the mother. Neither want to lose.

Suddenly, oek .. oek crying baby boy very hard. Making everyone feel panicked and trying to ease his cries.The baby boy is now in the arms of the Mammy. Barrels.

"Cup, cup dear ... why hem? yes rame? that, the mother of the same grandmother again expressed her affection as you love," said Laras while stroking the cheek of baby Satria which immediately subsided her crying.

"Hualah .. baby boy why baby boy? hungry already!" mama Rahma rubbed her head.

"No, Mah. Not hungry, still full?" said Laras again.

"You are, no fuss." Bu Lodia nudged his daughter's shoulder.

"eeh ... Mommy started." Dian doesn't want to lose.

It seemed that the boy understood what he heard, his lips moving preparing to cry.

"No, Mommy promises not to make any more noise, okay?" dian said while holding the tiny hand.

The baby boy's eyes moved as if looking at Dian. And not crying.

"Maybe he doesn't want us to fuss in front of him dear," Lodia said to her daughter and baby boy alternately.

"Yes Mom. Even if he's just born, but he's smart? baby boy .. baby, uh sleepy. If baby bobo, Mother play the same who dong? ah, not fun ah. What about baby boy bobo?" dian, but the boy kept his eyes closed. Inside the lap of his mother, Laras. Comfortably.

Until nightfall, Dian and Lodia are still in Laras' place. Waiting for the baby boy to wake up to invite him to play. Their harmony is like a whole family, never a problem.

Dinner together and talk together. It was as if there had never been any trouble between them. Although Ibra's attitude still seems awkward, she struggles more with her laptop on the sofa near the window.

Ms. Lodia is back with the baby boy. Lovingly and as to his own grandson. Ms. Rahma also smiled at the behavior of Lodia who looked very affectionate to the baby boy.

They are very happy to welcome the presence of baby Satria. Mr. Marwan was happy, seeing everything. It turns out that the presence of baby Satria brings good changes.

The barrel just came out of the bathroom. Seeing the baby boy in Lodia's buggy sling. With babbling.

Dian saw the clockwork round that already showed at 21. Nightly. "Back yu Mom?"

"G ... Mommy's still missing, same baby boy." Miss Lodia.

"Mom .. It's night. Next time, Mom!" said Dian.

Finally the child and the mother. Bailing home, and ask permission to come again at a later time ....

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Hi... my good reader, may the news tonight on good all huh? if there is a typo that is not right, criticize dong. Let me revise right away.🙏