Marriage Contract Letter

Unwifely

Laras undoes his intention to enter, turning the body to welcome the arrival of Miftah and his wife. Friendly smile Baras so glittering.

"Assalamu'alaikum .." said greetings from Miftah and his wife.

"Wa'alaikum salam .. how are you? yu in?" Laras immediately invited his guest.

"Okay, thanks La. How otherwise?" Miftah joined hands to return the greetings from Laras.

The wife's eyes. Gawking. "Don't be flirtatious," her stricken screech.

Make Miftah's smile fade away a little. "What the hell, baby. Don't be that." Bisik Miftah while looking at Laras who had already walked into his house.

"Finally, don't do it"

"That's how? don't think strangely, Bun ...."

Both of them entered following the steps of Laras. The wife gave the ball to Miftah, she herself brought gifts for baby boy.

"Please sit?" said Laras pointing at the sofa. "Just go inside first." Laras wants to turn around but Miftah's wife calls.

"Wait, this is a gift for her baby." give the gift.

"Well ... Oh so troublesome, shame thank you?" laras's hand took the gift. Then Laras continued his path while carrying a gift.

"Daddy come here often? without a single mother?" miftah's wife looked suspiciously.

"No, most if there's any need, don't be suspicious that's not good Bun." Answer Miftah clearly.

"Alaaah .. where is my badger?" ketus his wife with a slightly unfriendly face.

"Mother, don't look for trouble. Especially in the rich gini. Not good, you as my wife should reflect an exemplary series for the community," said Miftah in a tone of annoyance with his wife.

"You made me like this, I know you still love him" his wife choked.

"That's the Mother's past. Don't get hooked anymore, now it's clear that I'm your husband. Make a point again," elak Miftah and a sharp eye highlight.

"Excuse me ... Susi's coming with a drink." Susi deliberately made a sound before squatting away the glasses and cake plates from the tray. Because Susi had heard the quarrel of her master's guest.

"Eh, Susi." Miftah.

"Please drink it, Mr. RT and Mom, sorry it's just sober." Susi said while nodding.

"Oh, thank you this is also more than enough Sus, thank you very much," replied the wife of Miftah very friendly attitude changed drastically.

Susi stood back to back. Laras came with Rahma's mom who was holding a beby boy.

"Sorry, is it a bit long?" laras said as he sat himself on the sofa.

"Eh, RT sir and wife. Healthy?" mrs Rahma with a smile.

"Yes, Madam Rahma. Want to see baby boy, thank God be healthy." Miftah answered, extending her hand.

"Yes, I'm sorry I just got here now. Was it long ago, huh? I just returned home, so I just came here," said Miftah's wife as she approached Rahma's mother asking baby Satria's carrier.

"No pa-pa really, thank you for coming. Bringing gifts all over Loh, Mah ..." Laras glanced at his mother-in-law and guests alternately.

"Yes, thank you .. already took the time to come. Here huh?" mam Rahma with a very friendly attitude.

"Sama-sama," Miftah replied as she nodded.

"Wah .. saucy. White, handsome baby boy." Miftah's wife admires the figure of baby Satria.

"Hey. The mother can be taken the same baby, can you?" Laras invites to talk Miftah's son who is a henchman on his father's lap.

The boy shook his head. "No, Mother is not."

"No, honey. Just a gendong aja bentar. Funny huh? want to have a baby like this?" ask Mother.

"No, I can't!" whining the boy was crying, his eyes were already teary.

"Lied, lied. Not taken just minjam, can be minjam for a while. Can you?" connect Laras.

The boy nodded, dumbly staring at Laras. Maybe he feels foreign and just saw Baras.

"Mother? mother!" the boy's hand asked for in his sling. Then Miftah's wife returned the baby boy to Laras. While he was carrying his son.

"The gate is jealous darling. Afraid of her mother being taken away you dear, afraid of being taken by her mother." Laras invites her baby to interact. Her clear eyes twitched as if recognizing Mammy.

Miftah and Rahma's mother also Laras chatted for a moment. Not long after, Miftah invited his wife home. With the reason there is another need, Miftah also immediately heeded the request of the wife. Though he was still at home there talking to the woman in a maroon hood.

"Already, noon. We go home first, thanks for the banquet?" said Miftah while standing up and reaching out to mom Rahma and Laras who immediately brushed the hand of the wife.

Though indeed Laras was enough to unite his hands in front of his chest. Never received a hand from anyone else.

At first glance Laras smiled at the attitude of Miftah's wife who looked jealous of him. Baras can only smile sweetly.

"When it was still early in the morning, the child was still at home playing," timpal bu Rahma pointed to Miftah's son who in the end played alone with many toys.

"There is another business, it is easy next time play again here," said his wife Miftah. Then both of them withdrew.

"Sus .. please bring Sus here. Call Baras to Susi.

Seconds later Susi came with a package of fruit. "Yes, New?"

"That's. The fruit love the same sir RT Sus." Madam Rahma pointed at the guest. Susi nodded too. Then take his master's guests to the terrace and give the fruit basket.

Miftah's wife accepted happily. "Thank you Sus? go to yu's house!"

"Same as RT." Susi nodded deeply.

After Miftah and his wife came home, they were no longer seen at the place. Susi came in to the master.

"Him, just before Susi came to bring a drink. They're bickering, Nya!" susi said, lemes talked to people.

The bead of Laras eyes turned with a flat look. "Kok you spit it out with the Sus man."

"He he he .. Not accidentally!"

"What's the fuck about Sus?" ask Rahma ma'am instead follow kepo.

Laras looked at the mother-in-law. "Mama .. not good ah." Her lips are a little messy.

Rahma laughed a little. Then digeloyor to the side of the house to nyiram plants. Now on the side and the yard there are not only flowers. But there are also onion lilies, carrots. Celery and eggplant. Also mustard, so mom Rahma or Irfan if at home there are activities.

Baras looked at Susi. "Sus, would you please bring a baby boy's bed over here?"

"Oh, Yes. Bentar huh?" suhut Susi while passing to the master's room.

A moment later Susi brought back the baby Satria bed, just like the Laras pinta.

It just so happens that baby Satria has been sleeping in her arms. The barrel sleeps in its place. From the outside came the sound of a car that does not know whose car?

Susi immediately checked who was saddened, it turns out he was the one who came to see Ibra the other day. While Susi frowned, she did not know the person at all. Because at that time Susi was outside the same Rahma.

The man approached Susi who was standing in front of the door. "Excuse me ... Is ibra there?" ask the tall and sweet man. Her appearance was neatly elegant, her face resembled Rendi in the Bond of Love.

"Em, sir there is none! there is a golp event. Sorry who is this sir?" search Susi curious.

"Oh, I'm Ruswan, Mr. Ibra's friend." Ruswan introduced himself. He could have guessed that this young woman was Ibra's assistant, because it was significant with her calling that called Ibra as Tuan.

"His friend sir?" murmured Susi while dumbstruck.

"Ah, long. Think you're a girl?" ruswan in his heart.

"Wife is there, is dong? I want to meet him. And he already knows me," Ruswan said again as he looked at Susi who instead let him stand on the porch.

"Oh, would you please come in?" in the end Susi let the man in. And he himself went first, Ruswan tailed from behind.

After the living room. Susi turned her back and told her guest to sit down. "Please sit down." Susi was about to step up. But the barracks have appeared there.

"Assalamu'alaikum?" said Laras.by wondering in the heart what is Ruswan coming? ibra is not home.

"Wa'alaikumus greetings, how are you?" sahut Ruswan, stood up and reached out to Laras.

As usual, Baras just put his hands together in front of his chest. "Good ...."

Then they sit facing. "Ibra's not home?" asked Ruswan staring fixedly at Laras.

"Yes, I'm out. If you need to call directly." Reply Laras lowered his head.

"Em .. need not. Just want to see a baby," said Ruswan while commenting on his smile.

"Oh," Laras' head nodded. "Where is his wife? not brought here." Baras dingukan time Ruswan brought his wife.

"Wife, no. I am not married, not married. Unlike Ibra who is cherished by beautiful women, other with me, they see me it is in fear he he he he ...."

"Ah, such a time anyway? can it." Mesem barrel.

Netra Ruswan eyes continue to look at the face of the beautiful natural Laras. Decorating a pasmina veil, the more beautiful it looks. The tail of Laras's eyes caught Ruswan's eyes, which often looked at him.

Facing Ruswan this time makes Laras feel uncomfortable and wrong behavior. Susi comes carrying a tray containing two glasses of juice for Baras and his guests.

Then Susi went back to the back. Want to iron clothes.

"Oh, please in a drink?" said Laras pointing a drink at the table.

"Yes, thank you." Ruswan reached out his hand to take his drink. And somehow it might be moaning or something so that the drinking water spilled into his front suit.

"Ups," he murmured Ruswan as he hurriedly kept the glass on the table.

"Why?" ask Laras wonder.

"No. Not to napa-napa," Ruswan replied with a faint smile. His hand took a tissue and he wiped it on the wet suit.

Head Laras shook his head, how can the water that wants to drink spilled. Netra eyes Laras move to see the glass belongs to Ruswan who live half even. "I stayed inside for a while?" said Laras while moving. His intention was to take a drink to replace Ruswan's.

"Eh, where are you going? baby where ya." Ruswan asked.hold Laras from leaving.

"Oh, it's in the living room. Mari?" Laras stood up and walked, leading his way to another room.

In the end Ruswan stood up, and followed the steps of Laras who stopped not far from where he had just sat. There is already a box baby and incidentally, baby Satria woke up but not crying. No sound of his voice playing by himself.

"Eh .. Baby Mammy is awake. No crying anymore! pinter yes, just play baby Mammy. New mood huh hem?" Laras immediately invited a conversation.

"Oh .. yes. Om is awake. How are you handsome? Playing again. Want to meet you handsome," said Ruswan, but his eyes glanced towards Laras.

"Yes, Om. I'm awake, thank you, Om? have visited me!"

"Eeh, who is it? feel familiar, but who yes, forget me again." Mumbled Rahma's mother in surprise, she who had just come to the room. His eyes immediately found a man who seemed familiar but forgot.

Ruswan turned to Rahma to look fixed and smiling lips. "Aunties. Time has forgotten me? I'm Ruswan, Ibra's friend in college Aunty." Ruswan approached and extended his hand.

Both of them shake hands. But Rahma still remembered who this man was. While frowning his forehead, while saying. "Oh, yes ... That Ruswan, who likes to snisengin aunty. Aduh .. add handsome, the older the more handsome. The body is getting bigger-"

"Aunty, don't say old dong. So ashamed, it's this age not to have a wife either." Ruswan grinning.

"Ha ha ... Aunt is also old. So often forget, almost senile," said Ms. Rahma.

"Ah, Aunt can. Aunt is also young. And it still looks beautiful, fresh, it's that way" Ruswan said.

"Son Ruswan could do it," Rahma was flattered by Ruswan's words just now. He smiled and sat on the sofa with his legs.

Ruswan again approached the baby boy who was invited to play by his mother.

"Hi, playing with Om yu?" take Ruswan. And lifted baby Satria into her trunk.

The bead of Laras' eyes kept moving looking at Ruswan who looked shrewd in holding a baby boy. Ibra as a father sometimes still hesitant and often afraid when carrying baby Satria themselves.

Laras sat next to the mother-in-law whose lips kept smiling looking at the baby boy on Ruswan's lap.

"Son Ruswan shrewd huh, baby carrier? rich is used to holding a baby or taking care of it." Ms. Rahma reviewed her smile.

"Ah, not Aunt. Rarely a baby, but I love it too! I like the little boy. Baby rich gini." Ruswan replies with baby Satria inside. His hug.

For Rahma's mother to come. So there was between Laras and Ruswan, earlier Laras was already feeling uncomfortable with the attitude of Ruswan.

"Well, Ruswan boy, do you know that Ibra lives here?" look at Rahma's mom. He did not know that this Ruswan had ever come.

"Oh, the other day he came. Mamah time does not exist," said Laras.

"That's right Auntie. I once came, and that time his baby boy was sleeping. I became curious. Wanted to see his literacy as it is today. Added handsome!"

"Oh ... is that? mom doesn't know." Glancing at the ghost. "Continue now here there's need to be the same Ibra? he has an event outside. Ruswan's son doesn't work today!" ask Rahma to come back.

"Today, Saturday Aunt .. anyways I can enter anytime Auntie," replied Ruswan. "I ... no need, just play!"

"Oh, that's it." Chief mom Rahma nodded. His eye beads scanned Ruswan's body language.

After being tired and hungry, baby Satria whines and cries. Ruswan finally turned it over to his mammy. "It's thirsty, Capek."

"Yes, hungry baby, tired of playing?" Laras took over and was immediately taken to the room to be given mimi.

Ruswan's heart melos. He thought it was baby to be given mimi there. It turns out he got away. He could only stare at the back from the side. Then sat down on the side of Rahma's mother, looking at Rahma who was staring flat at her. "Oya Aunty. Where and how are you?"

"Oh, Om Marwan is again outside of his country. Maybe a few days back." Answer Rahma.

"Well, I don't see. Long time no see him." Ruswan.

"That's for sure." Timpal ma Rahma. "Last met it .. if not wrong it's fitting Ibra same marriage Dian. Isn't that right, Ruswan?"

"Em ... true aunt, really from there did not meet again, I was too busy continuing to study Auntie," continued Ruswan.

Both of them talk, talk about the past, and the present. From the outside came the footsteps of someone approaching the room ....

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