Marriage Contract Letter

Leach

While the two looked at each other. Ibra's desire is always not resistant when close to the wife, Laras. Make it an opium for him. Immediately Ibra caught the lips of ranum Laras, his hand gently tracing the nape of the wife and pulling.

Ibra m***** its soft, the longer it deepens. Continues ****** its passionate*, Laras sighs. "Uh .." in between Ibra's paused touch.

Laras smiled, easily letting down Ibra's anger. Then small kisses landed on the neck and chest of Baras. To leave a bruised mark.

Some time both of them enjoyed the hot activity. "I miss baby, I really want to enjoy it. Your body really makes opium and makes me always unable to hold back." Racau Ibra in between his activities.

As Laras' wife felt sorry to hear it. Baras' eyes closed, his fingers squeezing Ibra's hair. And bite his lower lip.

Oak ... oak .. oak ....

The two were flabbergasted, shocked to hear the baby boy's voice. The barrel hurriedly moved and covered the part of his chest that was perfectly exposed.

Disappointed again. "Ah," tone annoyed. Ibra leaned her back with her breath still up and down and she tried to normalize it.

Laras is now sitting on the sofa by the window, holding a baby boy and giving him breast milk. The feeling is still not right, glancing at the husband who sits leaning with his hands stretched out. Then Ibra got up, after seeing the watch in his hand that had shown at 06.15 wib.

''Honey, I'll have breakfast first?" a cuph! kissing the wife's forehead is very friendly. "First."

"Yes, I'll follow you first." Baras looked at the husband.

"I'm sorry. What if I was angry? sorry yes!" ibra's finger rubbed the cheek Gently.

"No pa-pa, I understand. Breakfast there! I'll see if baby bobo again."

"alright. I love you" again kissed the wife's cheeks right and left. Ibra turned her body and walked out of her room.

Laras's eyes stared at the husband's missing back behind the door, pulling his lips in a smile. Then his eyes moved to see the baby boy who was so strong his mimi.

Ibra sat down at the dinner table, and took her own breakfast. Glancing towards Irfan. "Fa. Take my wife out, and take her."

"Okay sir" said Irfan nodding softly.

"Your mom is beautiful and neat, where are you going?" tanya Ibra looked at the mother who seemed ready to leave.

"You take Papa to the airport" said Rahma as she poured fried rice on her plate.

"Oh, so want to go home today? yesterday he said not to be."

"So, today go home." Madam Rahma nodded.

"Well, Mr Barko?" ask Ibra back.

"Yes, we'll be here soon." Answer Rahma.

Ibra put breakfast in her mouth. Although less tasteful, especially without the presence of the accompanying.

From the direction of the room, Laras came carrying a baby boy who did not sleep back. He was invited to eat.

"Baby boy ain't bobo again, baby?" tanya Ibra looked at the wife who kept holding the baby boy.

"No," said Laras, glancing at his son who moved his eyes.

"Huah ... Oma forgot Oma's granddaughter." Ms. Rahma looked at the baby boy continuing to move his eyes as if hearing his oma voice.

"Sus. Have you had breakfast?" call Rahma's mom to Susi who is sweeping.

"Yes, Madam. It's." Already." Susi immediately approached the master.

"Madam is young, wants to eat. Take the baby boy first, do not get used to being brought to eat. Habits later. Everyone wants to eat wake up tau fussy," said Ms Rahma. Tell Susi to bring baby Satria.

"Oh, Yes Nyah. Yu the same Susi? we go to the park with the sun." Susi takes baby Satria.

"But, you're also sweeping Sus?" laras looked at Susi.

"Everything, the real thing was swept away earlier, just filling the time." Susi takes baby Satria to the park.

"Ok, be careful Sus." The message Laras saw Susi's back holding the baby boy out.

Barrel took his plate. Then take the fried rice and fried chicken. He began to feed it to his mouth. "Who are you going to the airport with?"

"Just like Barko, baby."

"Hurry home, right? I'm gonna go out for a second, and there's no way I'm gonna take baby to the hospital." Laras Mumbled.

"When?" ask Rahma's mom between her meals.

"Later noon anyway, around 11 o'clock, gone," said Laras.

"Oh ..hurry home. Mama won't be long, she'll be home soon baby, just calm down."

"Thank God that's it, Mah." Baras was relieved. Looking towards her husband. "Will you go?"

"No, less affectionate. I want to leave now" said Ibra standing up, having previously sipped a drink that was half of it.

Barrel stands. "Let me deliver."

Ibra holds the waist of Laras, walking towards the terrace. "Yes, already. I go first yeah, fine at home."

"Hem, Brother also carefully bring the car." Laras hugged Ibra tightly. Then he grabbed Ibra's hand to kiss her on the back.

Likewise Ibra pulled the head of the wife, he kissed her forehead lovingly. "Go first." Ibra rubbed his wife's cheek very gently. Then he left after saying hello.

"Wa'alaikumus greetings." Laras waved at Ibra who had started turning his wheel.

Barrels put his feet into the house. Approaching Susi who is holding a baby boy in the park.

"Darling, haven't had a shower. Take a shower, yu?" Laras asks baby boy from Susi.

"Back with Mammy!" susi said while handing baby Satria to the mother. Susi returned with her activities that had been left behind.

The barrel brings the baby boy back into the house intending to be bathed.

Madam Rahma approached. Kissing baby boy's head. "Honey. Oma stay first huh? go get Opa. Will be home soon to take care of you huh? I'll see Oma again!"

"Sir Barko has come, has Mah?" tanya Laras looked at the in-law.

"Yes, I've been waiting outside. Mama go first, baby?" mama Rahma is leaving.

"Be careful, Mah." Laras escorted Rahma's mother with his prayers.

"Yes" he said as he continued walking. Leaving Laras and baby Satria.

After bathing baby boy immediately go back to sleep, may feel fresh and comfortable because it has been bathed with his Mammy. After the baby boy fell asleep, Laras prepared to clean himself up, preparing to go later a little afternoon to the hospital with Irfan and other colleagues who were both in the shade of "Yu help"

Some time later, Laras was playing with a baby boy on the porch of the room. Inviting his son to chatter.

Suddenly Susi's voice broke the atmosphere. "Mrs. There's Mr. Ruswan, he said he'd pick up the madam."

Baras was silent while thinking. "Pick up? who told you, ordinary people meet in the hospital really." Inner Barrel.

Then he moved closer to the door, where Susi was still standing waiting for an answer from him. "Sus. Say aja. I have a driver, no need to pick up and no need to wait either."

"Yes, say so. I want to wait for the Oma baby boy first anyway," continued Laras back.

"If so, Susi says again?" pamit Susi while turning her body.

The barrel closed the door again. Enter near the sofa with hands hugging baby Satria. "Ngapain is coming? find trouble with people."

Ruswan, was one of the members of the program "Yu auxiliary" so automatically now he often met with Laras. In every activity, As today there is an activity to meet patients who will undergo surgery in the hospital.

The barrel is pumping its breast milk for baby boy mimi stock, and stored in a special bottle. Make it as long as he's not home. Although the departure of Laras will not be long. At most one hour, Lagian, as chairman. Barrel is not too much down to the field, quite another and Irfan only. Especially considering he has a baby in need at home.

After storing the bottle, and tidying the tools. Baras tidied himself, It so happens that the baby boy is back to sleep. "Have not yet left, Ruswan? free to wait too. I have my own driver."

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The sound of knocking on the door. "That ...."

The barrel turned towards the door, which was clearly Susi's voice. "Come on Susi."

Crete ....

Susi's door pushed from the outside, Susi came in. "his. I told you what the lady said, but Mr. Ruswan won't leave. He said to wait."

"Yes?"

Susi nodded. He sat on the sofa which was right behind his Laras facing the mirror.

"Don't pa-pa let Susi. Oh, my mom hasn't come home yet?" asked Laras while glancing at his watch.

"Not yet, he said about ten more minutes until. It's jammed." said he."

"Oh, yes. Good luck with the journey." Mumbled Laras while spraying perfume on his shirt.

Susi took the baby boy's laundry, took him out. Laras stood up, tidying his dresser for a moment. Then approach the door. He walked out of the room.

The swift steps of the Barrel that stopped in front of the door. Her eyes moved to look at the terrace that Irfan and Ruswan were there. Irfan was busy with his phone. Ruswan is busy with his laptop.

"Sir, Ruswan. You should not bother waiting, I can go with Irfan mas," said Laras.

"Oh, it's okay. It just happens to be not busy, that's okay! we can go together" said Ruswan kekeh.

Silently Laras rolled his eyeballs, annoyed. "Nih people, very insistent," Laras murmured in his heart, then went back in.

Ruswan took his gaze towards the house. Look at the beautiful-looking Laras with her pasmina veil. Cream-colored, in line with the color of his long clothes. Ruswan smile. And shook her head slowly.

"Be careful, sir, the woman is married. Unworthy of admiration. Especially in the hope. Pamali," he murmured irfan clearly.

Irfan had already smelled strange gags from Ruswan's attitude. He also does not like to see Ruswan's attitude is a bit strange. Hence Irfan, if fitting out equally Adjustable, likes to be more careful and vigilant.

Ruswan. "Sharp is also the mouth of the man. Oppose people to trust." Mumbled. "Look at it later!" the gaze of Ruswan on Irfan has meaning.

Irfan returned Ruswan's gaze. Then Ruswan turned his face away. "You, you better go first. It's not good for Mr. Ibra. Because after all Mrs Laras is my responsibility." Firm Irfan. Please Ruswan go first.

"You kicked me out? ok fine. I'll see you at the location later." Ruswan, in the end, closes his laptop and stands up, leaving the terrace.

Ruswan's car is back. The car driven by Mr. Barko who brought Mr. Marwan and Ms. Rahma into the yard.

"Whose car is it?" ask Marwan after he got off. His eyes were looking at the car.

"Oh, that. Ruswan, huh Fan?" sahut bu Rahma while glancing towards Irfan. Irfan nodded slowly while being respectful to the two as well.

"Rushan? who is he, Mah .." asked Marwan again.

"That's Pah .. Ibra's college friends first, when Papah forgot?" answered Rahma's mother while stepping her foot onto the porch.

"Just a second!" mr. Marwan was silent. His forehead shriveled. "Oh, I remember Papa now. The ruswan? yeah-yeah remember."

The two went in tandem, while Mr. Barko tailed behind, carrying Mr. Marwan's briefcase inside.

After everyone comes in. Irfan chose to approach the onion plant that has seen its buds. Irfan took the hose, then doused it.

After saying hello, Ms. Rahma and Mr. Marwan immediately met her grandson who was still asleep in his room.

"Ow ... Opa kangen nih same Opa's great granddaughter, wah. His cheeks are like a mangrove pau nih." jemari pak Marwan rubbed his head baby boy.

"Papa. Let it be Kasian, bobo again. Papa just rest first," said Rahma to see the husband sitting on the sofa. In Ibra and Laras's room.

"How are you doing, Papa?" Laras grabbed the hand of the father-in-law.

"Oh, yes, dear, how are you here?" turn tanya.

"I'm good, the others are good. Alhamdulillah," said Laras while commenting on his smile.

"Yes, it's Mah, I left first it's noon, afraid of getting stuck too. Oya, mimi I have prepared some bottles of Mah .." said Laras all the saying.

"Be careful, dear. Don't worry, baby Satria there is Mama and Papa who will take care of him. You take it easy." Rahma's hand rubbed Laras' shoulder.

"Yes, thanks? sorry to bother Mama, just came already have to take care of baby. Papa just got home. Papa rest in the room." Laras glanced at his father-in-law.

"Simple, that .. You don't worry, your son will be safe with us," continued Mr. Marwan.

"Yes, thanks Pa?" Laras nodded respectfully. Then shaking hands with the two people, then Laras left the room, Previously Laras kissed the head and cheeks of a baby boy who slept so soundly.

"Be careful." Ms. Rahma waved at Laras.

Now Laras is in his car. After wearing a seat belt. "Mas Street?" pat the seat in front of him.

"good. It's."

"Yes, Ruswan suda-"

"Have gone first. I told you first, not good with you, sir. If he's sitting here." Irfan explained to Laras.

"Good, if your words are heard." He muttered Laras while looking at the window beside him.

Cars that keep on going split the streets. Bringing Laras to a hospital yes he recommended for the treatment of patients who need help from Laras.

A few moments' lapse. Baras car has started creeping in the hospital area, Irfan immediately parked his car sweetly there.

In a hallway, standing on my hands and looking closely, at the tall woman and her simple but charming appearance.

The man kept on messing around as if he was thinking about something. About the Laras he is now looking at ....

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