Marriage Contract Letter

As beautiful as your smile.

In a place, Dian was sitting with the boy who claimed the name Ferdi. The boy was engrossed in eating the ice cream that Dian bought him. Netra Dian kept on frowning looking for someone who might be looking for the whereabouts of the child.

"Em, Ferdi ... who's the same here?" search for Dian while looking at the child.

"Sama .. same Papa." The answer is to keep eating ice cream.

"Where's the papa going?" tanya Dian continued to investigate.

Ferdi. "Not knowing."

"Kok don't know? Which mama? mama?"

"Not knowing either. I said I want a new husband!" obviously the boy. His feet that did not want to stay still continued to linger under the table.

Dian's breath rough. "Teledor was his parents."

"Fer, Ferdi?" call someone from behind Dian.

"Papa?" the boy came down and thrust into the embrace he called papa.

As the boy ran, Dian's head turned. How Wrestled. It turns out that the man called papa by the boy, it turns out to be a person he at least knows even though he does not know very well.

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Jodi walks, enters the living room and finds the father with his nurse. Surely Jodi's eye bead is looking for Dian's whereabouts that he didn't see in that place.

"Where's that?" asked Jodi while sitting on the sofa beside Mr. Mulyadi.

"Lah .. didn't see you outside?" mulyadi asked back.

"No." Jodi shakes.

"So he came home. Looks like she's in shock-"

"Shock why Dad?" Jodi was amazed by the words of her father. Caca was also curious about Mr. Mulyadi's intentions. His forehead wiggled.

"Yes, I mean Dad. It seems like he harbors the same hope you have."

"the hope? I don't feel like giving Dian the same hope."Jodi raised her eyebrows.

"That's what Dad meant, if you can't give a certainty. Do not give me hope."

"What hope Well .. I never gave him hope. I just thought he was a friend and a business partner." Obviously Jodi. He refused to give hope to Dian.

"Yes, good then." Mr. Mulyadi was about to pedal his wheelchair. To the room.

Jodi pushed. Coincidentally Caca was either storing the glass into the kitchen.

"Father, Dian is storing your same taste, son," said Mr. Mulyadi.

"What flavor? I have never had anything other than a friend. Not my type of woman, either" Jodi said.

"Dad knows that. If you don't have to marry a or b. No, it's up to you and your soul mate. Which is also."

"Yes, Dad. I know it too. I hope I get the best mate." Jodi's Mumbles.

"How's your sister doing?" ask Mulyadi. Remembering Jodi's sister who is a girl is getting an education outside the city.

"Well, he's good. Yesterday he called and asked Dad too he said kangen," said Jodi.

"Good."

Each one performed the magrib prayer, and they regrouped after dinner time had arrived. Finish eating the father and son chatted in the living room. Had wanted to visit the place Laras want to see again baby boy. But because it was night, they finally decided to go to the place of Laras the next day.

Coincidentally Mr. Mulyadi was not feeling well so still in the afternoon he had asked to be delivered to the room and rest.

Caca was sitting on the edge of the seat near the pool. Staring at the clear shiny water exposed to the beam of light. Sitting leaning with hands folded on the chest. His mind drifted somewhere.

"Hi ... What are you doing there? daydreaming, someone will pass by unseen." Jodi's voice from the side.

Caca immediately turned his head towards the source of the voice. It looks like Jodi is standing with her eyes on him. Sardonic. "Ah, just sit around."

"Call me Jodi. Don't be so awkward." Jodi walked over, then sat in the same chair. About 80 cm. From Caca's seat.

"Oh, yes." Caca blushed in embarrassment, his hands clinging to each other.

"Why not sleep?"

"Em, not sleepy. It's still late in the afternoon too, sir who wants a quick break. Because it's not healthy."

"Have you been given medicine?" Jodi glanced at Caca.

"Have a rest." Caca nodded.

"Em .. You leave a child or husband at home!" search Jodi.

Caca frowned. "I mean?"

"If only you had a husband and left a child. You can PP, come home at night and come back here at 6 am. I don't want to interfere with your obligations at home. Although this is your responsibility or job, but it does not have to be 24 hours as well" said Jodi.

Caca stared at Jodi. Incidentally at home there is no husband or child, there are only parents. Caca smiled sweetly and said. "No. I ... do not leave the burden at home, there are only parents."

"Oh, kirain is. I just don't want to burden you too much, that's all." Jodi said as she stared at the calm water.

Caca nodded. "No." He looked down as if something was being thought of.

"Why? I look sad" asked Jodi. Glancing briefly.

Caca nodded. "It's too sick to tell." Sighing in rough breath.

"Just tell me, it might make your heart a little relieved."

Caca was silent, his gaze blank. Hand linked. His breathing grew heavier, as if bearing a burden that was difficult to escape. "I ... was left when the wedding day took place."

Jodi's head turned. Unbelieving and astonished. "Masa? how could it be like that, what's the story?" jodi was curious.

Before replying, Caca again let out a rough sigh. "She, prefers women she knows." Caca did not feel tears dripping on both cheeks. Out of the dam that was already hot.

Now it was Jodi's turn to exhale violently. "How are the shows going?" search Jodi as if the story Caca interesting for him to know. It is imagined how the heartbreak and disappointment of the Caca family at that time.

"Clearly void. My parents were disappointed, my heart was broken. The wound is still felt today."

"Bad to a man. It's irresponsible to leave on the day H." Jodi shook his head.

Caca's head nodded. "My heart is broken. After a week, I heard that he was having a wedding with that woman. But bad luck befalls both."

"meaning?" jodi asked again looking with curiosity.

"The car of the bride-to-be, in which both the bride-to-be. Experiencing misfortune and unsaved victims." Remind Caca while removing her tear marks that wet her cheeks.

"Azab tuh, Sukurin loh," said Jodi who looked furious, despite only hearing the story of Caca. He's the kind of guy who doesn't like to hear men hurt women.

Caca. While breathing out. "I never expected them to be like that. I was shocked to hear the news."

"But there must be wisdom behind it all. Sometimes we are disappointed and regret everything that happens, but God knows best for us." Jodi stared at the vast, star-flashing sky.

Caca turned his head, then took a look at the sky that Jodi pointed out. "Emang why?"

"Not to anything, just beautiful. He he he," said Jodi with a small laugh.

Caca turned back. While shaking her head, her lips extended a smile. Then his eyes looked back at the sky.

"It's like a smile on your lips" he murmured. Then the two looked at each other. Caca. was stunned and Jodi was a little misbehaved.

Caca's heart was pounding erratically, his heartbeat was increasingly irregular near Jodi. He decided to leave immediately and hide his nervousness.

Jodi looked at Caca's steps leaving the place. With a long sigh his eyes stared at the sky that turned pitch-black and seemed to be preparing to drop the water.

Jodi walked into the father's room. But there Jodi's eyes found that Mbok Darmi was sitting on the edge of his father's bed and looked nervous when Jodi caught himself there.

"Eye, Mbok. Again look at the sir. I-I'm afraid I need something, 'cause Sister Caca's out of nowhere!" mbok Darmi said, without Jodi asking.

"Oh, yes." Jodi approached to observe the father who had fallen asleep. Then out of his room, father.

Mbok Darmi also came out following Jodi's steps, then closed the door Mulyadi sir. Jodi climbed the stairs, speeding up her steps to the private room.

Now Jodi is in a room that includes spacious and luxurious. Dropped his body onto a king-size bed, with a golden-coloured cot.

Staring at ceiling. His mind drifted somewhere? on his lips flinched a faint smile. Wake up, walk over and stand in front of the mirror.

****

On a large bed, a couple was talking, looking very intimate. His position lay with the woman's head on the man's shoulders, and the man's hands clasped his wife's waist.

Yep. Laras has just given the baby to Satria and put her to sleep. Now just take care of his big baby who asked to be spoiled.

"Abang, kangen like this. The two kangen are intimately hugging each other" Ibra said as she placed a kiss on the wife's forehead.

"So this brother, like not long never rich gini aja. like long separated that." Baras' finger pinched the nose of the dead husband.

"He he he, yes. A few days in the hospital. Wherever I can hug kiss like this, always in the shadow of mama and papa, not yet the little one asked for mimi, so the papa is not part of it." Goda Ibra's.

The lips of the mesem-mesem, muttering. "What the hell?" looking up rubbed the husband's cheek.

Jemari Ibra stroked the wife's long hair very gently, as well as with a glare. "Bobo darling, hump baby Satria bobo. When you wake up, your sleep will be disrupted as well. Tomorrow I'm going to the branch office, and then there's a meeting at the ministry. Possibly home in the afternoon. No pa-pa, right hem?"

The Netra of Laras eyes stared wistfully and repeatedly yawned, he nodded. Then drowned her face in the chest of the husband. Closing her eyes, her palms were still on her husband's cheeks and rubbed them gently. Ibra. His eyes were closed with a gentle stroke of his wife's palm.

Two hours later the little one woke up, as a standby father. Ibra woke up first and changed her wet diaper, coincidentally already taught the mother. How to change baby boy diapers.

After finishing in his diaper change, then taken to the wife to be given breast milk. He himself lay down next to his nursing wife.

"Did you?" call Laras to glance at the husband. His voice was barely audible.

"Hem, what dear?" Just close your eyes, open your eyes again and wake up. Squeeze his eyes.

"Hope, please bring it!" pinta Baras's.

In the end. Ibra went down to get the mineral water available at the table, before giving it to his wife. "It's a darling."

"Thank you" said Laras, then sipped a drink. Lek lek.

After the fullness, baby boy bobo back. The barrel lays in its place. "Bismillah .. a quiet bobo dear ..." Laras' hand rubbed the top of his head, then He fell back to sleep in the original place. His eyes closed, but he was surprised. Instantly opened his eyes, as Ibra's hand pulled her into the arms of her husband with her eyes closed.

Until morning comes. Baby boy wakes up 3x. Now Laras is preparing the husband's formal clothes to work. Clean the room, open the curtains. Tidying up the bed, collecting trash.

"Honey .. don't move too much, so Susi will clean up here. You take a lot of rest." Ibra's new voice came out of the bathroom.

Laras. "It's done. Just throw the trash away. Washing, sweeping. It's already gone, '" opened his hand. Then walk closer to my husband.

"You're not well, baby" Ibra's finger poked Laras' chin.

"Me, it's healthy." The barrel helps wear the Ibra shirt, skillfully buttoning it up quickly.

"If you're healthy, let's have sex?" goda Ibra while wrapping his hands around his wife's neck.

"Aish ... What the hell? how many days, I don't know!"

"Healthy words? can dong .." said Ibra while playing his eyes.

"Healthy body, if that one is not yet healthy." Laras. Quickly put on his tie and suit. Then the sound of a baby boy woke up.

"Honey, Oma's granddaughter just woke up," Rahma nyelonong went into Laras' room.

"Just waking up, Oma .. baby boy just woke up, I'm taking you. The weight is so good."

"Well, how many times did you wake up, baby?" staring towards Laras who brought the baby boy to the sofa.

"It's only 3x if it's not wrong, Mah."

"Em .. good, means a hen?" said Mama Rahma, then glanced at her son who was still standing facing the mirror. Still dress.

"Darling, your other baby's been taken care of yet?" ask Rahma's mom to Laras. He sat himself on the sofa next to the ghost.

"Oh, it's Mah." Baras' eyes pointed at Ibra with a sweet smile.

"Mama, what do you think I'm beby?" tanya Ibra saw the mother from the reflection of the mirror.

"Indeed like that, the brother was spoiled. He wants anything to serve his wife. That is the average man whose wife gave birth. Potatoes in order fasting ha ha ha ha .. because Papa also used to be that."

"Mama knows. If you want that, not really. Brother also knows and understands exactly the same wife, is it not dear?" ibra's eyes turned on Laras who was still nursing a baby boy.

"Have not mimi her dear, Oma's granddaughter? we'll sunbathe first. And it's good for the baby boy, yuk same Oma dear. It's a big baby Mammy wants breakfast." Mom hands Rahma takes baby boy.

"Yes, already. The same Oma used to look for the eyes of the day, tipped yes Mah ..." Laras gave the baby boy to the mother-in-law.

Ms. Rahma brought the baby boy out looking for the sun, to sunbathe. While Laras and Ibra walked to the place to eat, Laras immediately prepared breakfast for the husband. Starting with making warm milk, and preparing toast.

"Let Susi make her!" Susi Fresh.

"No pa-pa Sus. I just, you make breakfast for the others. Where's the parlour mother?"

"Watering his rich plants." Susi replied pointing outwards. "Together with the children, many. If there are many children."

"Oh .. that's for sure." Baras has finished preparing breakfast for Ibra. Immediately he presented in front of Ibra who was even busy with his laptop.

"Breakfast first" Laras sat beside Ibra, but Ibra instead of breakfast remained busy. Finally Laras himself had to intervene to feed the husband who even continued to busy himself.

"Oh .. breakfast first." Laras fed the husband for his breakfast.

"Ih .. there's a big baby, who's still in the feed. Said one of the children staring at Ibra.

Ibra immediately turned her head and gave her smile with her mouth full of bread. Baras laughed thinly. Look at the boy ....

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