Marriage Contract Letter

Invitation List

Ibra appeared in that place, with a sharp look. Ibra walked over and sat down in front of Ruswan. "Why are you here? what's needed!" ibra asked, he was astonished from earlier when he arrived in the courtyard, his heart was wondering. Why is there a Ruswan car? there was no promise with him.

"Have you come home, baby?" rahma's mother's greeting to her son. Which is responded with a nod.

"Em, em .. that-that. I want to see your baby boy." Ruswan answered rather nervously to give Ibra an answer.

"Oh yeah? why come when I'm not around, you can. Call me first, am I home or not? don't come when I'm not around!" obviously Ibra with a less friendly tone. I don't know why he was upset. When Ruswan came without a sepengatahuan himself.

Ruswan bengong while grinning. "Are you jealous?"

"No, I'm just reminding you that coming here has to be me at home." Ibra clearly moved to the room. I want to see my wife and baby boy.

Ms. Rahma and Ruswan fell silent. Look at Ibra's steps leading to the room.

Click!

Ibra hand push door handle. The wife is changing baby Satria's diaper.

"Anything home?" tanya Laras glanced at her husband.

"Hem, Satria bobo?" Ibra approached to kiss the head of Laras. And rub the head of the sleeping baby boy.

"His sleep was just now. Just finished mimi." Answer Laras. Tidying up baby boy clothes.

"Em ... already full yes dear hem .. stay bobo yes, in sisain mimi nya for Papi? hi baby." stroking his cheek.

"Abang .. kasian again bobo. He will wake up again!" laras Protest.

"Yes-yes. That's since when was Ruswan here?" staring at his wife was very close.

"Oh, it's been a long time," replied Laras. " why? I thought I had an appointment with you."

"If there's an appointment, why would I go, baby? why would I go golp if he came here. Surely we meet outside as well." Ibra sat on the edge of the bed. Pulling Laras' hand to stand in front of him.

"Say we miss baby Satria. That's why baby Satria I brought in the living room." Karas' hands were coiled around Ibra's neck.

Ibra's finger stroked the Barrel's cheek very gently. "I don't like it. When a male guest comes, when I'm not home. Even if it's my friend, except like Zayn, Irfan is clearly here and clearly what his job is. Jodi, can. That's after knowing he's your cousin, baby. For others not" Ibra said firmly.

"That's too much?" Laras put on his smile. "Well, take a shower?"

"Mandiin dong," cuph! kissed the wife's forehead and in her arms into an embrace. For a moment they were swept away in the warmth of a hug.

The barrel breaks away and pushes Ibra's chest away some distance. "Make there. I'll get your clothes ready first, after the shower. Salad, keep us eating together, let's take a shower."

"Hem .. My wife is a bawl!" ibra's finger pinched the nose of the Baras who was so full of anxiety.

"Ih pain ...."

Baras also prepared Ibra's clothes, he put them on the bed. When she turned around, she looked at her husband's t-shirt.

lying on the couch. Trousers on the floor, underwear. Shorts are in front of the bathroom door. The poke is splattered, Laras bengong. astonished, usually the husband is not rich gini-gini very.

"Yes, pardon ... What does that mean?" he muttered Laras while picking up dirty clothes that were scattered. After he put it in his container, Laras intends to go out to prepare a meal.

But it hasn't even reached the door yet. "Darling? please dong get me some shampoo, finish this." Pekik Ibra's.

"Aish .. There are only, there are many shampoos." Mumbled Laras while shaking his head. Barrel led his way into the bathroom.

After being in the bathroom. Moving his eyes to the shampoo. "Here, what's Brother? many shampoos. Soap stocks are still there."

Ibra grinned, Laras staring flatly at him. "Not seen my dear ..."

Then Laras turned the body. Going out again. Just wanted to cross the door, but Ibra called back.

"Darling, would you please rub my back?" pinta Ibra to his wife.

The barrel retreated back, and walked over. "I want to prepare lunch, baby."

"Let Susi get ready, manhunt?" ibra is back.

Laras obeyed the will of the husband. Rubbing his back with soap, he sat down to the edge of the bahthub. "Big baby boy. Spoiled again."

Ibra smiled, deliberately blocking the wife by subtly not going out of the room. So that he does not meet Ruswan first, 25 minutes later Ibra was finished. Now he is preparing for the prayer. "Darling, it'll come out with me."

Baras who's cheating baby boy. Nodding without looking or. Or disputing. Five minutes later Ibra was finished.

After saving his alphabet. Ibra turned to the wife who was sitting on the sofa daydreaming. "Yu," extended his hand to Laras.

Baras also welcomed Ibra's hand. Then the two of them walked together. "Attent."

"Why?" Ibra stopped her steps for a moment.

"My veil's tidy isn't it?" The barrel facing her husband as if mirrored in Ibra's bead.

Ibra's hands tidied the veil of the wife that looked slanted. "Already, but." continued his steps again.

At the dinner table, Rahma and the others were ready for lunch, just waiting for Ibra and Laras who had just appeared in that place.

Spotlight Ruswan's eyes fixed on the hands of Ibra and Laras who join hands with friendly. Secretly his aunt was on her back, then looked down at the dining table that provided many dishes.

Before sitting down, Ibra pulled a chair for the wife who prepared her husband's meal first.

"You want the side dish?" glancing at the husband.

"Kick and fried fish, spinach." Reply Ibra. "Loh .. How can you be dumb? Let's eat it."

The others who were still dumbfounded started eating it voraciously. Irfan catches something wrong with Ruswan's attitude. But he didn't want to think too badly about it, which was important to increase his alertness.

Same with Ibra. The tail of his eyes caught Ruswan's stolen look at his wife. "What does that mean? steal a look at it, oh from your attitude like that. Basic singles acute." In Ibra's heart.

While Laras himself ateng with his food. He did not feel noticed by Ruswan, he thought there was this Ibra.

"Baby boy, good luck, baby?" ask Rahma's mom to Laras.

"So, yes Mah .. very good." Laras finished his meal with a glass of drinking water. "Abang, I'm first, okay? I want to see baby boy." The voice of Laras was slow to the husband.

"Hem."

Ruswan's eyes glanced at Laras at a glance. Then turn his eyes to Ibra. "Yes, what's the golp show?"

"Oh, all right. You don't have any events outside? ask back Ibra.

Ruswan, shake slowly. "No. That's why I'm playing here, wanting to play with the baby boy."

"Oh yeah? so!" Ibra put the last meal in her mouth.

"I. Love this place, beautiful and comfortable." Ruswan circulated the view all over the place.

Ibra. "It's true."

Lunch is over. Ibra and Ruswan continue their conversation on the terrace. While Laras took a break in his room.

While conversing, Ruswan's eyes secretly searched for the whereabouts of Laras. But what he was looking for did not come back, Ruswan finally said goodbye to Ibra.

Ibra happily nodded. "Oh, okay."

Ruswan passed away leaving Ibra. Entering his car, the car drives away from Ibra's residence. Ibra stood up and took her steps into the house.

"Where are the tourists?" ask Rahma's mother to her son who walks alone.

"Home home, Mah ...."

"Oh" Rahma nodded. Then he went into the room.

Ibra continued walking towards her room. Upon entering, he found his wife curled up on the bed. Netra Ibra's eyes moved to see the baby boy who was still sleeping soundly.

Ibra continued to walk closer to the bed on which the wife was sleeping soundly. He crawled up and lay down beside his wife. His hands immediately embraced and kissed the wife's forehead gently.

Ibra did not take long to close her eyes.

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Dian and Firman are busy preparing for the wedding. As they were currently preparing an invitation. Fill out the list of people they will invite.

Dian was stunned, as soon as he saw the list of people who wanted to be invited. "Darling, so much?"

"Why? it's a lot of pity, a lot of who want to be present at our wedding dear."

"But this much?" search Dian back.

"Yes." Yeah." A brief reply.

List of people to be invited. Ummi alpha. Knee gone, Ratna aza. Farra, Venti Stianadevi. Rina Siswati, Sugino. Wiek Soen, Arga. Waty Jar, Ida Sriwidodo. Retno Harningsih's. Farhan nunung, Tutiks. Tina, Icha's. Yangyang, Hetty Julia etc her.

"Tock. All the girls' names?" Dian stared at the Word intently.

"Ha ha ha .. Yes baby, that's all my dear friends. From the start of college friends to work colleagues and also friends gossip."

"Times?" Dian scrunched his forehead. Look at the Word that is still chuckling.

"Dear it, fill it." The Word returns.

"All right." Dian took the invitation cards one by one and he filled them with the names on the list.

"Mamah .." call Ferdi running a little over to Dian whom he calls the mama.

"What's the matter, baby?" dian greeted Ferdi and hugged him.

"Misty. Thanks huh? I love the toys" said Ferdi.

"Yes, equally dear! what if next time we buy again, will you?" ask Dian to Ferdi.

"You, while buying ice cream huh Mamah?" the boy looked at Dian expectantly.

"Can. Of course we will buy a good ice cream," replied Dian.

"Hore .. I want to buy an ice cream with Mamah and Papah too, right?"

"Of course, dear .. same Papa too!" timpal Firman while nodding and smiling.

"Yeyy .. hooray, hooray. Argos ..." Ferdi cheered in excitement. The boy looked very happy.

Dian smiled. Seeing the boy who was very excited. Then play back on the floor right in front of the two of them.

Dian and Firman went back to filling out the invitation cards that were piled up on the table. The assistant came to bring two drinks for Dian and Firman.

The Word sipped the drink. Then drink the drink in the same glass on Dian. For a moment Dian was silent but could not help but accept and gulp it down.

Word smile. Staring at Dian lovingly and affectionately, Dian blushed in embarrassment. Receiving the gaze of her future husband ....

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