Marriage Contract Letter

Stand up dead

Both are fun sailing in the beautiful ocean, floating in space that makes the soul washed away. Fascinated with infinite pleasure.

Both of their bodies trembled violently, at the end of time that they ended. Darmi pulled out a blanket to cover the bodies of the two. Darmi spoiled putting his head on the chest of the man who was his co-star just now.

"Mas, there's my brother who wants to sell the dam. Buy dong Mas, honey if it's bought by people."

"How said?" ask Mulyadi.

"It's 80 million. I want to, but I don't know, either" he replied.

"Yes, we'll think about it again. Now focus my health first." Mumbled.

Mbok Darmi palms stroked Mulyadi's chest. Up, down. Until his point of power. "Your healing fee is Jodi who takes care of Mas, if your money is safe. It has nothing to do with it!"

Mr. Mulyadi until I crumbled to feel the caress of Darmi mbok on something there. "Yes-yes. I'll think about it." With a bad breath.

Mbok Darmi smiled at him. "Yes, yes, my Mas? in my name, huh, Mas?" mbok Darmi hugged Mr. Mulyadi. Very happy.

"Uh .." sighed Mr. Mulyadi.

"Why Mas?" ask Darmi curious.

"Oh, No. Not to napa." Mr. Mulyadi shook his head.

"Say me Mas. Don't hesitate if you want something, it's my duty to serve you." Sticky-looking.

Mr. Mulyadi smiled meaningfully, and mbok Darmi understood very well with the intention of Mr. Mulyadi. He got up and prepared to swim in the sagara of love again.

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Cctv is connected to Jodi's phone. Obviously Jodi would easily check it out. But because he was chatting with Ibra and Laras. Made delaying.

A very nice conversation about business. Occasionally look at the two women who enthusiastically invite to play baby boy.

Jodi also wanted to join them to invite to play baby Satria, Jodi kissed the cheeks of baby Satria padlocks in the sling of Caca.

Then, Jodi and Caca invited Laras to go for a walk to recognize all the rooms in this mansion.

"Crazy, don't cape this way here and there?" sigh Jodi.

"And take the elevator, many workers. Even if my husband and I live in that house. The assistant here has no reduction," said Laras.

Ibra just got a more important guest. So don't go for a walk.

"So you used to live here, with honey, too?" asked Jodi staring at Laras, Caca also looked along curious.

"Yes, but you're far apart, just like me on the fourth floor. The others on the 2nd floor 3 were very far apart." Reminiscent Laras.

"Kok can you want to marry a man with 3 wives anyway? but don't have to answer. I know everything" said Jodi. His eyes noticed all the corners of the room and the decorations there.

"Yes, did Dian invite you. To the show?" tanya Laras looked at Jodi who was walking towards the window.

"Dian, Sure. I invited dong, just a few more days, right?" jodi answered while looking.

"Yes, what if we come with Ca. You guys come here first or what?"

"If we come here long ago, La .. unless we make a deal where that is." Timpal.

"Where's Emang doing his show?" finally Caca nimrung.

"It's not far from here, dear" said Jodi.

"Ci-cieh .. call her dear. So envious of you." Tempta Laras's. Makes Caca blush in shame.

"It's a pity's envy .. it's a pity that you're here," Ibra's voice that suddenly appears there embracing Laras' shoulder.

"Oh, who do I hug? the problem is we're not halal Ca." Jodi muttered as if hugging someone beside her. Hugging anggin.

Caca smiled. "What the hell?"

"From just showing off the intimacy, I will be willing. Ha ha ha ..." Jodi laughs.

"Eat him spit, let him be free." Timpal Ibra glanced at his wife. "Well, don't you love?"

"Yes, no longer no."

"I guess anyway. If Caca surely he will give willingly, without being asked especially forced deh dear," said Ibra to Laras while raising his eyebrows.

The Netra of the Barrel's eyes is perfectly rounded. "Nyindira! that's another story Brother .." Laras' finger pinched Ibar's waist.

"Did you?" Laras cuddled his husband's body, hiding his face in the chest of Ibra's field. "Thy know!"

Jodi and Caca exchanged looks. With a knotty smiling lips.

"Ha hah ..." Ibra laughed and returned the arms of his wife.

"That's another story. Anyone would be ashamed." Laras looked up at his face.

"Yes, baby, yeah. How about we have dinner first, Yu?" take Ibra to Jodi and Caca. His hand held the hand of Laras very affectionately.

"Aduh .. don't watch dong, the romance. I want to be hik hik." Jodi jokes while walking.

Ibra just smiled, as did Laras and Caca. After walking down the hall or the room in the mansion, they finally arrived at the dining table that has arranged the dishes that are ready to taste.

"Baby Satria is bobo, is it Sus?" ask Susi who is already in the kitchen.

"Already, New. I just got to bed." Susi replied while helping out the other assistants.

Laras took the plate and its contents to Ibra, the husband. After that, it was for himself.

"Let's eat, don't hesitate." Ibra turned to Jodi and Caca.

Everyone had dinner very well. The assistants also ate at another table, a table that is usually used to entertain guests from the office.

Mr. Marwan and his wife, Ibra, Laras. Jodi and Caca kept talking, between meals. About tomorrow's event and Jodi's wedding, Caca later.

"When is the show?" ibra asked after swallowing her food.

"Early next month, God willing." replied Jodi.

"That means we're coming home from vacation, baby?" netra Ibra's eyes turned to his wife.

"Yes, if you leave a bit here. What's the retreat?" goda Baras on her husband while mesem.

"I can't, baby. Can't stand back, can't die standing up, baby me." Ibra's voice softly shook her head.

Barrel showed his smile. Felt funny with Ibra's lethargic facial expression.

"Darling, Mama, give me some advice for you two. Before the holiday love first, so will not die standing, dear." Bisik bu Rahma on Laras who smiles alone.

"Ah, Mama. Do not support his son," Ibra grumbled to his mother.

"Loh, baby .. This is Mama again support it, so love the advice that is profitable for you." defended Rahma.

"Ah, don't want to be here too. Nawty. Want a new atmosphere Mah .." murmured Ibra.

"Yes, whatever." Baras sok cuek's.

Not long after dinner was over. Ended with white water.

"Later on, vacation with us huh Ca?" Jodi turned to his future wife.

Laras glanced at the husband. "Yes, baby? holidays together. Let it be a lot."

"Envice a point!"

Baras was singing his lips. Then turn your eyes to Jodi and Caca. "His luck, we leave in three days. Next time we'll go on vacation."

"It's easy, it can be arranged." Jodi nodded.

"If I really, do not have to vacation anyway, let at home made comfortable. And more economical, right? you don't have to waste a lot of money, either" Laras said.

"Surely, but sometimes this brain wants to represent too." Timpal Caca.

Time has shown that the atmosphere is getting late at night, Jodi was saying goodbye and taking Caca home. His heart was already impatient to uncover the truth about something at home.

Ibra and Laras reminded that tomorrow must come and do not forget to invite uncle Mulyadi to this ministry, where the forty-day event will be held baby Satria.

Jodi and Caca were already in the car, Laras waving at Caca. Until the car disappeared from view. And then Laras and the husband came in. Walk to his room which must pass through the elevator first.

Inside the Elevator. Ibra and Laras embrace each other, Laras drowns his face in Ibra's chest ....

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