Marriage Contract Letter

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So comfortable to be in the arms of the husband. Some time later. Both of them entered their rooms. The barrel immediately approached the baby boy who was still soundly asleep.

Ibra hugged his wife from behind. Ibra's attitude seems long time no see and wants to always spill the long-buried longing. On his pull to the sofa and Laras sat on Ibra's thigh.

The two hands of Laras coiled around the neck of this spoiled husband. "Not busy? usually likes to be busy with laptops." Looked at Ibra's eyes and locked there.

"For the sake of busying myself with my beautiful wife." His hand removed the veil that was attached to the wife's head.

Her hair was tied up. Ibra's fingers untied the hair so that it decomposes the beautiful hair Laras and in the trunk.

"That means I'm not pretty, don't want to be?"

"Let's do. Many salons to beautify your face." Ibra's thumb moved around stroking Laras' cheeks that were pure white.

"Yes, there is money, the ugly one turns beautiful" Laras' lips showed a smile. "In fact, because money is also men so women and vice versa."

"That's right, baby." Ibra is getting late in her arms. Staring at the wife who is still in her lap. Then moved his eyes glued to the bottom that looked fertile expanding. Make his mind travel everywhere.

Barrel smiled mischievously. Slightly advancing his body forward, Ibra grinned happily. But when he wanted to scoop, Laras moved away and moved. But Laras' hand was pulled by the husband who was more curious, if not get what he wanted.

Finally, he sat back on his husband's thigh. Baras's hand was again coiled on Ibra's shoulder. While Ibra's two hands frame the beautiful face that is in front of him. "Don't like to make me curious darling." with a slightly quivering sura.

His eyes were staring at each other. The bead of his eyes was full of the sensation of a stifling chest. Both hearts are beating. His chest dag dig dug like a pounded bedug.

Very gently Ibra's lips landed on the runway as she liked. As time continues to roll, they continue to be swept away by feelings. Mutual******* and enjoy each other.

"I love you, baby!" ibra whispers right in Laras' ear.

Makes the feeling of Baras drifting into space. Added with a gentle touch that continues to trace the neck of the row and ends in a beautiful hill, where Ibra plays around relieving fatigue and raising her desire.

"Yes already?" rubbed the husband's chest.

But it is not that easy Ibra heed the words of the wife. He continued to enjoy the clean, soft and tender place. And Ibra's hand guided the hand of Laras and directed at something that had been built. Instantly he closed his eyes as he felt greatly lulled.

Laras felt amused how it was, but for the sake of making the husband happy. He complied and enjoyed. Even though they feel dissatisfied and in the smallest heart they feel disappointed.

Both jump. Suddenly I heard the baby boy wake up.

"Ck, uuh .." murmured Ibra full of disappointment. But how to?

"Dear clean up first, let my baby boy take care of me." Ibra said as she tidied up her lower clothes especially at the waist.

Laras nodded while holding the buttons on his chest. Swinging her footsteps into the bathroom, with a nervous or tense feeling. Post in surprise baby boy voice.

Ibra holds baby Satria affectionately and anxiously. "The heroine Papi is awake? hem ... hotshot Papi likes to benget make Papi and Mammy shocked. Love the opportunity dong ... Papi and Mammy are together. Baby Satria keeps bothering ah." The boy looked at the father's face.

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His jaw hardened, his hands clenched firmly. His eyes reddened, Jodi looked annoyed and angry, eager to speak right now. But the intention was unchecked, considering it was the other night when he returned home mbok Darmi was a little in the kitchen and the father was watching television.

Later tomorrow there is an event at the Ibra Missions and they must come. It is not good if Jodi comes to the father at this time and it will certainly be tense. If he says it now.

Jodi calls someone to find out who Darmi really is. Do you love your father? or just to get something he wants. Jodi never thought, why the father dared to do something out of line. Her thought.

In Jodi's heart continued to argue. In his brain keep thinking. Why and why the father did something indecent, with mbok Darmi.

Jodi's facial expression still looked angry, annoyed. Sad and disappointed, mixed into one. Disappointed when the father did that, reflecting something that was not good for his children.

Jodi sat back. Daydreaming on the sofa of his room, the night is getting late and welcoming morning. His eyes could not sleep at all, kept the mind of the father who he thought was out of line. Jodi's eye bead occasionally issued a clear liquid and moistened both cheeks.

Until dawn, Jodi's eyes sleepy but difficult to closed and finally refreshed by exposed to the ablution water that Jodi took.

Jodi begged for forgiveness for all her sins and her parents as well. Jodi was crying, clearly imagined what the father and mbok Darmi did. If only I could say. Jodi would say, "disgust."

Thereafter. Jodi takes her steps downstairs, where she meets Caca, his future wife, who seems curious about the evidence that Jodi has. But Jodi shook her head, as if there was nothing.

Caca. The hell time can't get any evidence. From the secret of Mr. Mulyadi and the mysterious woman. But Caca did not dare to ask back. He continued his steps to the room of his future father-in-law.

Mr. Mulyadi looked fresh, when Caca came in. Looks like you've taken a shower and changed clothes with a new one, preparing for the condition at the Baras later in the afternoon.

"For Mister?" Caca approached the window to open the curtains in Mr. Mulyadi's room.

"By the sister too." Reply Mulyadi while commenting on the smile on his lips.

"Where did you take a shower, sir?" Caca approached while picking up the dirty clothes belonging to Mr. Mulyadi.

"Already, sister. And I want to learn how to walk with a sow, a morning mound."

Caca immediately stored the laundry, then took Mr. Mulyadi's wand to learn to walk. And Caca also helped him lift the body of Mr. Mulyadi to stand upright.

Patiently Caca continued to guide Mulyadi on a walk using a cane. Because we're at breakfast. Mr. Mulyadi was invited to have breakfast first.

At the dinner table, there was already Jodi with a strange look at the father. Jodi's flat gaze was full of disappointment. His lips were impatient to express their hearts. Especially after seeing mbok Darmi was there for breakfast together.

"How are you this morning, son?" greet Mulyadi to his son.

Jodi did not answer, he daydreamed and put a spoon in his mouth. "Good, yeah." In the end Jodi replied even with a lazy tone.

Mr. Mulyadi and mbok Darmi did not suspect at all that the behavior of the two of them had been smelled by Jodi ....

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