Marriage Contract Letter

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The door of Laras opened, there stood a middle-aged woman who became her mother-in-law. " Oh, Mama. What's the matter, Mah?"

"That, they want to go home. I want to say goodbye to you and your brother." Rahma replied, her eyes looking at the baby boy who was sleeping fast.

"Oh, Mah for a second, I'm going to grab the veil first. But Abang was bathing Mah," said Laras undo his intention to leave.

"If it's still long. Say it, baby."

The barrel turned its body close to the bathroom door. After knocking once Laras said. "Angt ... Dian and Mammy are coming home." Little squealing.

"I still love the bath. Just tell me not to wait," replied Ibra from the inside.

Baras then approached the in-laws. "Just a minute, Mamah first. I'm gonna get you some clothes for brother, hang on." Step Laras towards the big closet to pick up ibra clothes. He put it on the bed, then followed Rahma who had already returned to the middle room.

Arriving Baras to the middle room. Sure enough, the guests were ready to go home. Dian saw Laras and immediately approached.

"We go home first, thanks for your attitude that always welcome us. I'm sorry for all my mistakes." Dian hugged Laras.

"Yes, equally. The door of this house will always be open whenever you want, Never mind Sister Dian do not apologize. Sis Dian is not wrong with me, even without being asked I have long ago forgiven him. Congratulations huh? may Kak Dian find a better life than before" said Laras. Both felt bad and shed tears.

"Ibra, lucky to get you," continued Dian who still hugged Laras.

"I am the one who should apologize, because I am the happiness of Sis Dian disturbed? it all happened because of me." The voice of Laras shrieked, there was regret in the depths of his heart. "But I believe Sister Dian will get her silver lining. Something better. Something that will be priceless. True happiness."

Dian nodded on Laras' shoulder. "Will come? invite you to attend my show later."

"God willing Brother. We will definitely be present. Oya, now Brother is taking a bath, he sends greetings to all of you," said Laras while releasing a hug Dian.

After alternating hands. And Miss Lodia was very grateful many have considered herself like family. Then they went out.

"You do not hesitate, if you want to play, just play we will always be family really," said Mr. Marwan while driving to the terrace.

"Yes, Lodia's mom will always be Oma baby Satria, come often. We're babysitting together." Timpal ma Rahma.

"Thank you so much for." Reply to Lodia's mother while hugging Rahma's mother. His heart was happy to have such a mess as they had not the slightest bit of ugliness between them all.

"Sir Dian, congratulations again huh? Sis Dian can complete the package," said Laras turned to Dian.

"meaning?" Dian frowned.

"I mean, Sister Dian besides getting a husband. Also can be a child at once, a handsome child. Funny, smart too," explained Laras with a face that seemed happy.

"Oh, yes. Thank goodness." Dian smiled as he glanced at Ferdi who he was guiding his hand.

"Beauty, baby isn't this Mama?" laras asked while crouching in front of Ferdi.

The boy's clear and luminous eyes stared long at Laras's face. Then look up at Dian, then look back at Laras. "Honey Aunt, Ferdi loves the new Mama."

"Oh yeah? thanks, I love my new mom." The barrel grabbed the child's body tightly hugged it.

The sound of adzan magrib has begun to be heard, from the nearest mosque. Dian's car crept out of Laras and Ibra's residence, the man who had been her husband for years. At this time the Word was the one who brought the car and finally sped fast. Race against time and other iron horses.

After Dian's car, look no further. Laras and Rahma and Marwan returned to the house, preparing to fulfill their duties as Muslims.

Laras entered her room, and immediately found her husband prostrating him on the prayer mat. Khusuk. Laras step was a little settles, as well as closing the door very slowly so as not to disturb Ibra.

"Yes, I give you some money for shopping" Laras said on the other end of the phone.

Ibra approached and felt strange. Whose wife is talking to? Ibra sat down next to his wife. "Who's dear?"

"Where's his irfan?" ibra asked back while pulling his wife's shoulder.

"That's exactly what it is, it's out of town." Continue Laras while leaning his head on the chest of the husband.

"Regardless to prove, that person needs and deserves help? investigate Ibra while stroking the hair Barrel.

"Yes, worth. He was an inadequate victim of wrath while he was old and had a paralyzed son." Connect Baras. A look at the husband.

"Oh, good luck, the more people you can help, baby."

Laras nodded, saying. "Aamiin's."

Then Laras moved, because the baby boy woke up. Followed by Ibra welcoming the son who woke up and invited him to play for a while.

"Jagoan Papi is awake? kangen is not the same dear Papi, hem kangen!" stroking his smooth and stye cheeks.

The barrel changed his diaper. Ibra's the one who's chatting her up. But suddenly the baby boy peed when his diaper was opened and sprayed into Ibra's face. Suddenly Ibra retreated and was shocked, Laras chuckled to see Ibra's face wet with baby boy pee water.

"Astagfirullah .. baby, why is Papi in dating dear?" Ibra rushes half to the bathroom to clean up.

"Ha ha ha .. baby, how come papi's in spray anyway? so dirty again. Kasian loves his papi. Ah baby boy Mammy nackal. Nackal the baby Satria." Finally baby boy diaper change is done too.

The barrel lifted and carried him to the sofa. Then he gave breast milk, and it turns out baby Satria was impatient because of hunger, proved his head was so active looking for his mimi.

Ibra came out from behind the door bare-chested. "Can that fountain turn to my face?"

"Hi hi hi hi .. strange huh? find a shirt first there, then catch a cold." Laras looked at the bare-chested husband.

Ibra also obeyed his wife's orders. Take a change of clothes from the closet.

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After a few days from Jodi expressed his intentions to Caca. Now Jodi is sitting relaxed with Mr. Mulyadi and Caca in the living room.

Mr. Mulyadi, although still in a wheelchair but has shown the change. Sometimes you can take a few steps. And that's enough to make Jodi happy.

"Well, there's something I want to talk about." In the end Jodi opened a chat with her father, before glancing towards Caca who was reading a book about health at hand.

Mr. Mulyadi who was busy watching the television show turned his head. "What's up? it's weird, talk." Staring closely at his son.

Jodi first took a deep breath. "Anu, Dad, I want to ..." Jodi was silent for a moment. It caused curiosity from Mr. Mulyadi.

"Anu-anu what? speak clearly? don't make your dad this curious." Mr. Mulyadi raised his eyebrows.

"Me, I want to marry Caca. Please approve," explained Jodi with her hands fused to her chest.

Mr. Mulyadi was shocked, as if in disbelief. "What's? you want to marry Caca! This caca?" pointed towards Caca who was looking down embarrassed.

"Yes, yeah. I ask for Father's blessing, if we both want to get married. Let Caca also be quieter staying here. Not afraid of slander," continued Jodi.

"This news really makes Dad's heart want to be dislodged, but happy finally Dad's son wants to marry too, and find a sholehah woman. Thank you God ...."

Mr. Mulyadi's face looked up and offered a prayer. On his face is clearly a happiness that is difficult to express with words ....

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