Marriage Contract Letter

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When finished and neat, baby boy Ibra carried and carried out, towards the dining table. "Bapi wants breakfast, go with hem. Baby boy wants to have breakfast, right?"

"Eh .. Did Oma's grandson wake up? who is it, Papi. The papi's not in the spray anymore isn't hem?" mama Rahma approached. The boy laughed as if he understood Oma's words

"Who is Mah?" ibra asked while holding a baby boy.

"Papa is in front of the coffee again with Irfan," said the mother.

"Oh," murmured Ibra. Glanced at the newly arrived wife carrying a bottle of milk and the wheel of the little one.

"Here, Papi wants breakfast later bad luck." Barrel takes the baby boy from Ibra's lap. But what happened, the boy did not want his mother to take. But in Ibra's hands it was silent.

"Yes .. nempel deh. Nempel tuh's son." Said Rahma while laughing.

"But Papi wants breakfast dear .." said Laras, he took breakfast for the husband. Finally Ibra sat while holding a baby boy, while Laras fed his Papi.

"It's what Mammy has to take care of the big baby boy. Yeah ... the one in Mammy the Papi. Yeah, Papi's spoiled like baby Satria huh?" rahma continued to talk to the boy so he kept smiling.

"Em ... hotshot Papi is going to be carried by Papi yes, big fast huh Son? we'll play ball together, yeah." Ibra's voice interrupted his eating.

Finally the baby boy whined, it seemed he was hungry. Ibra put it on the wheel and gave him a bottle of milk. Laras still feeds the big baby boy until it's finished.

"Well, where are the others? not at breakfast!" bead eyes Laras looking for papa-in-law and Irfan who has no breakfast.

"Papa, same Irfan has breakfast first baby. Now again coffee in front," said Rahma's mother while bribing. Susi also just sat down for breakfast, before cleaning the laundry.

"Oh," rounded his lips. Baras gave Ibra a glass of drinking water with her hands busy holding the bottle. Breastfeeding baby boy.

Ibra crouched down, after gulping down her drink. "Honey .. hotshot Papi. Papi wants to go to work first? baby boy with Oma, Mammy and Opa. At home."

"Ea ..." baby boy says.

Then Ibra stood up. "Darling I'm going first huh? eat a lot." rubbing the head of the wife, lalau peeked his forehead long.

After that Laras also grabbed the hand of Ibra kissed him. "Be careful. Bring your own car, will you?"

"Yes, bring your own car. Irfan wants to have business with you, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Barko also wanted to be invited to Irfan active in my social body. No pa-pa, right?" ask Laras. Instead of diem continues in the menses yes, mending is activated unless other busy work is okay," continued Laras again.

"Yes, it's up to you, baby" Ibra nodded. His hand reached for the laptop bag that Susi had just picked up.

Ibra is gone. Leaving for work, previously kissing the baby boy many times. Accompanied by the gaze of Laras from behind and sincere prayers for the husband.

On the porch, Ibra talked to her father and Irfan for a while. Then entered his luxury car, then drove away from his home to the office.

After the baby feels full and plays back, Laras intends to take a bath and leave the baby boy on Rahma and Susi. "Mahs. I'm going to take a shower first, put the baby boy in before you bathe."

"Yes, baby .. there take a shower, let the little one be with Mama and Susi. Don't worry." Ms. Rahma carried the baby boy wheel forward.

Then Laras smiled and rushed into the room to clean up, after preparing clothes. He took his steps to the bathroom. Do not forget to sprinkle the aroma of therapy into the bathtub.

30 Minutes later, Laras already looked beautiful and tidy. Stay bathing baby boy who is now with his oma.

Baras walked to find the baby boy that Rahma had brought. "Darling, where are you?"

"Here, His. On the terrace." Screeches Susi.

Step Barrel continues towards the terrace. Seemed there was gathering to see Irfan who was taking care of his plants.

"Eh, baby boy Mammy here apparently took a bath first yu?" The bent barrel took the baby boy from his place.

The legs of Laras stepped forward near Irfan. "Mas. How's it? so buy home-made materials outside of that city!"

"So Miss, I'm leaving soon too. Oya, he said Mr. Barko would take the big master to Tangerang. So can't come with me."

"Oh, it's okay, besides Mas can also be alone. Invite it if there's no activity, ma'am." Laras nodded slowly. "Later if the case money is less just say, I will transfer to Mas Irfan account."

"Thank you, sir." Barrels are about to return to the terrace. But he snuffed.

"Actually they were eager to meet Miss in person."

"Ouch, sorry. For now I can't go far and there's no permit either. Please be replaced with another one, for example with the council mother."

"She's having a Miss's family event." Typhoon Irfan is back.

"Yes, how else? just beg your pardon. Insha Allah next time visit there if the house has been finished while salamatan it. But no promise anyway," continued Laras. All right, I'm gonna take a baby boy bath first. Excuse me baby boy wants to take a shower?"

In the end Irfan smiled and nodded. The barrel continued its steps inside. Followed by Rahma's mother, Susi had already entered first.

"Papa's waiting for Barko sir here." Said Mr. Marwan.

"Yes, Pah. I'll go tell you later." Ms. Rahma continues to follow Laras and the baby boy.

"Where is Mah going?" tanya Laras glanced at Mama-in-law.

"Ke Tangerang said. There is business" said Rahma.

"Mama's not coming?" search Laras again.

"No, ah lazy. Keep the baby boy at home, yes baby. Want to play with Oma?" pinching the squeeze cheeks of baby boy who is on his shirt is the same barrel.

Laras had put the baby boy to bed, who had already taken the bath. And now he's working on Kegel exercises on the floor.

Gts ....

Gts ....

Gts ....

"Mrs young, your uncle is coming." Screaming Susi from behind the door.

"Uncle?" mumbles Baras. "Oh, will you wait a minute?"

Susi passed after getting an answer from her employer.

Barrels immediately changed costumes, from sports tight clothing. With more polite clothes. His steps were accelerated to meet with his uncle, Mr. Mulyadi.

"Uncle, how are you?" Laras grabbed his hand and kissed his uncle's back.

"Good, Son. Good Uncle is even better, maybe soon this Uncle of yours can walk again to wear a cane, at least no longer use a wheelchair. Just pray for it?" said Mr. Mulyadi with a bright face.

"Yes, I'm so happy to hear that. Surely Uncle, I pray for Uncle's kindness." Baras sat down near the uncle.

"Eh, sister how are you?" greet Laras while extending a hand. They shook hands and asked each other.

"Well, where's baby?" caca asked her eyes wry, eager to see her baby boy Laras.

"Oh, she just slept sister. In a moment, I want to make a drink, do you want to drink Uncle also sister?" ask Laras.

"No need to bother La .." said Mr. Mulyadi.

"Ah, don't bother. Bentar huh?" laras's feet stepped towards the kitchen. It just so happened to be prepared by Susi. So just take it.

The crouching barrel keeps two glasses from the tray. And his cake plates. Trays he keeps under the table. "Please drink, Uncle and Sister." The barrel sat back in its original place.

"We, in addition to kangen the same you are here. Same baby boy, but also want to give good news."

"Good news? good news, Uncle." Laras gasped at hearing that, his chest filled with curiosity ....

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