Marriage Contract Letter

Plan to Bali

Not felt, the afternoon had changed the night, outside it was getting dark leaving the bright sun. In a room, the occupants feel free to spend time together, letting go of longing freely.

Both are soy sauce, playing along wading the ark, diving in sagara full of honey. Making both of them addictive like opium.

Outside the car Jodi entered the garage, Caca came down first, not long after Jodi was in. But at home it is very quiet like uninhabited.

"Bak, where are you going? is Dad in his room" asked Jodi. Staring at his assistant.

"Sepi, Mas." Mumbled Caca while sitting himself on the sofa.

"Yes, like when you're not here yet" Jodi said.

"Large master, in his room." Assistant Jodi nodded.

Jodi saw the round of the clock in his hand which already showed at 21:00 wib. "Have you had dinner?"

"Dining .. already sir, brought the same mbok Darmi." Answer while looking down.

"Oh, good." Jodi nodded. Then look towards Caca. "Just rest, tomorrow morning we'll talk to dad."

"Yes, Mum." Caca stood with the bag in hand. Go to his room upstairs.

Jodi climbed the stairs. His steps approached the door of his private room. But his heart said another, he moved his head looking down. Curious if you have not seen the father with your own eyes.

He swung his steps, descending back toward his father's room. Somehow he did not want to disturb others with his footsteps, so Jodi's footsteps were so slow and barely audible. His hand was stretched out on the doorknob, but what did he hear? the female voice laughed.

How shocked Jodi is at the moment. It was a wonder. Whose voice was clearly a woman's voice, he put his ears wide. Want to hear more clearly, make sure whose voice it is. But there were no more suspicious voices, according to Jodi.

Silent!

Then came the strange voice again, the small moaning voice of the woman, clearly from inside the father's room.

Clik.

Clik.

Clik.

Three times Jodi turned the handle of the father's room door, wondering who was with the father at this time. But the door was locked from the inside. "Dad? you haven't slept?"

Silent! there was no sound from inside. "Well, Dad!" Jodi pushed the door a few times, but there was still no response from the father.

"Son Jodi?" call someone from behind.

Jodi looked at me. It turns out that Mbok Darmi is standing behind Jodi. "Mbok Darmi!" staring wonder.

"Master has been sleeping since," said mbok Darmi.

"But why are the doors locked?"

"Em, don't know. He said so let no one disturb him he said he wanted to sleep, i-iya so said the master earlier," mbok Darmi nodded.

Jodi stared suspiciously, feeling strange about what she had heard from inside, clearly a woman's voice. He sure is sure.

Didn't get a word from Jodi. Mbok Darmi went to his room, behind his anxiety he smiled meaningfully.

Jodi steps back up the stairs, a person turned to the direction of the father's room with a feeling that is still curious.

Early in the morning Caca went into Mr. Mulyadi's room, happened to be unlocked again. Mr. Mulyadi was sitting on the shoulder of the bed. Smiling at Caca.

"For Mister," Caca immediately cleared Mr. Mulyadi's room, opened the curtains. But Caca was surprised how the window tumben was open what was last night not in the key or how!

Not yet the sense of hers was solved, in front of the open window lay a bra with a size of XXL dabel on the floor. Make Caca's head dizzy and his heart wonders. But this time there was no intention to take it, he just let it go and pretended not to know. Then bring dirty clothes out of the room.

"Mom, here?" call Caca to the home assistant. With a wave of Caca's hand slowly.

"What's the sister?" approaching Caca.

"That, outside the window of the master's room, the outside. There's a bra on the floor. Who do you think you have? I don't dare to take it, it's not good with you, sir. Especially from inside."

"Whose owner? where it might be there anyways. No one's taking the laundry through there, right?" the mbak was astonished.

"No idea, Ma'am. Yesterday I also found a woman's underwear in the master's room," continued Caca, he was not out of thought.

Their slow chatter was heard by Jodi's ears. "What's up?"

"Eh, Ma'am, where's Darmi going?" ask Jodi stop the steps of the woman who was long enough to come with it.

"She's at the market, sir." The answer.

"Oh, Caca. Come with me for a second?" jodi told Caca. He walked to the terrace, and Caca followed behind. With a heart of wonder.

"Sitting down?" have Jodi point at the chair.

Caca was sitting. "What's wrong?" ask Caca wonder.

"What were you prick? find out what awkwardness? in dad's room!" jodi stared fixedly at Caca.

Caca was confused, not talking well either. Time must be talked.

"By the way, you found what's in dad's room. Soon father will be your father too."

Caca looked at Jodi for a moment, then in the end he told about his discovery in Mr. Mulyadi's room. Jodi frowned and a sense of wonder filled her mind.

"Keep who's got it?" search Jodi on Caca.

Caca shrugged his shoulders at the mark of ignorance. "In this house who's fat?"

"Mbok Darmi" he muttered.

"I'm sorry I didn't accuse you." Caca became anxious that his talk caused a slander.

Then before speaking, Jodi looked first right and left worried that someone heard. "I felt weird last night, too." Then Jodi recounted the incident last night to Caca the woman he believed in and would soon become his wife.

Caca. "Related by that voice?"

"I am sure. If these ears don't hear wrong." Their chatter was so slow, then both of them were both stunned, preoccupied with their respective thoughts. But I don't want to think any further.

Finally Jodi stood up to get ready to work. "We'll find out later." He then led his steps upstairs to the room.

Caca nodded slowly and he got up from his seat. Go in to see Mr. Mulyadi.

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The residence of Laras. Getting ready to go to the Missions. Laras checked the suitcase that contained baby Satria equipment all. So will the Laras goods that will be brought.

"Honey, all the baby boy stuff is ready?" asked Ibra who was sitting casually on the sofa while holding baby Satria.

"It is rich" said Laras. He came to Ibra and sat there, kissing the head of baby Satria many times.

"I'm not kissed?" netra Ibra's eyes looked at the wife.

"Aish ... jealousy continues with his son." Said Laras while peeping the husband's cheeks right and left.

"Yes dong darling .. our son's time is dear! The papi is not, not fair the name," said Ibra and then kissed Laras's forehead softly.

"Oak .." Baby Satria's voice as her Papa kisses her.

"Right sweetheart? want Papi to kiss also hem, handsome Papi champ." Ibra hugged tightly and kissed the baby, looking very anxious Ibra on his son.

Baras's eyes stared at the husband and the baby boy. His lips continued to develop a smile. "I'm not in the hug? now more so than baby Satria. I'm in grapein uuh .. fates!" muttered Laras while changing his sitting position to turn his back to Ibra.

Ibra chuckled, with one hand she grabbed the slender waist of Laras and pulled it. Then pull the head of Laras put it on his shoulder.

"Who said in winarin, dear? no really, it's short again we're going on a honeymoon. save time both." Cup! a warm kiss landed on the head of Laras.

"Two?" Baras distanced himself from Ibra. "Baby boy how? time to be left?"

"Not left, baby, we invite. All the same oma and opanya Susi and Zayn, let them take care of the baby boy. As long as we have fun, we're there for a week" said Ibra again grabbing the wife's body into his arms.

"The plan is to go to Bali, right?" laras's face looked up.

"Hem, baby boy bobo. I'll put my bed to sleep, baby." Ibra moved on, after Laras was away ....

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Hi... my reader I just got up nih,🙏 again less fit because. May the news of you all in good health always yes Aaimiin.