Marriage Contract Letter

Forty days

After breakfast, they immediately prepare to Missions Laras. As a family it is natural that they come first.

Mr. Mulyadi was already in the car with Caca. Jodi, whose mind is still chaotic, prefers to wear a driver. Than driving itself. He felt very lazy, at this time he really felt his spirit down really.

"Why Nak? not so excited, what is not healthy," asked the father to Jodi who was sitting next to the driver.

Caca was staring at Jodi who was clearly visible down her. Not as excited as usual.

"Ah, no, Dad .. I'm fine. Don't worry," Jodi said. "But my heart is not okay." In heart.

"Dad thought you weren't fit. Thank goodness you're okay." Added Mulyadi

"Road Sir?" tell Jodi to the driver. And directly on the forex with a nod.

"Where was last night?" asked Mulyadi sir, after a moment of silence.

"Well, well, well yes...I even found something very important," replied Jodi.

Mr. Mulyadi frowned. "You mean, find what?"

Caca's eyes stared anxiously at Jodi who might not be aware of his words or what?

Instantly Jodi was aware of his words. "Oh, that's Well .. that, I met an old friend. Who is now an important colleague, that's what I mean Well." Jodi is slightly facing backwards. Then take your eyes forward. His eyes were round, almost. Her thought.

Jodi wants to choose the right time, fortunately to uncover everything. Moreover, he had to wait a little longer about who and what Darmi mbok mean. Sincere or there is a certain meaning to the father. Jodi needs that evidence.

"Dad wants to go home first to Semarang," Mr. Mulyadi's voice shocked the daydreams of Jodi.

"Huh? what's it for, Dad? I'll be married soon, if you want to go home first. I'm in therapy here too, right?"

Mulyadi fell silent. Then he spoke again with a deep breath. "There's a little business there. And I can go home with Darmi's mbok. Goods 2 3 days only," his kekeh Mulyadi sir.

Jodi's thin smile. It began to raise suspicion. "Dad ... What business? all the needs I have taken care of. If there is something wrong there, it's just a phone call for help from the people there. I'm not letting Dad go home for the time being. Moreover, Dad is in therapy," said Jodi at length.

"Or, if I need to represent you there. What business? justsaytheword. I'll take care of it," continued Jodi, he also kekeh.

Mr. Mulyadi was silent, his heart was disappointed. Where can I be represented? this is his business with Darmi. About buying and selling the land, it is impossible that Jodi takes care of it.

"Hem, surely who wants to be taken care of it's that damned problem. Try to dare to say it." In Jodi's mind. Sometimes he glanced at his father.

Silent!

Mr. Mulyadi did not speak anymore, he sat leaning back against the seat. With a look out through the window.

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In the Mension, began to be crowded with the arrival of families far from Ibra. Who never came in the end came to meet with his baby boy Malik Ibrahim. Baby boy was already in Rahma's arms.

Barrel's still in the room dressing up big baby boy. That looks spoiled and everything wants to be served by the wife.

Last time I wore shoes. Ibra sat on the sofa, while Laras squatted in front of her. "You look beautiful baby, put on these clothes." Ibra looked at the wife.

"Thank you, but I'm sorry .. Am I not beautiful every day?" tanya Laras returned Ibra's gaze.

"Beautiful, especially if ...."

"If what?" Baras cut the word Ibra.

"No! always beautiful really," both his hands held both the cheeks of Laras and on his trunk. Both eyes looked at each other. "thank you. Until now still my life friend, has given me a priceless gift."

Slowly Laras moved his lips. "Abang has also made me a very happy wife. Brother prefers me and our son-"

"That's not a choice, dear, but an obligation."

"Yes, I know that. I was made happy with you. You've also given a handsome and funny baby boy." Baras smiled happily.

"Lahan? do you think plants?" laras said, smiling again.

"That's the parable of love .. I told you that it's just a term. I'm so happy to go through the rest of my life with you" Ibra's finger pinched Laras's nose.

"Em ... won't be tempted by other women?" asked Laras while standing and then sat down beside Ibra.

"What's that for? lah nah. If you are tempted by others."

"But .. I doubt it, the evidence can be tempted by his other wife." Looking closely at the husband.

"Darling, that used to be another story. I also fell in love with you after marriage, after I got it all." Ibra's Memory. Then Ibra grinned. "But .. I guess, my wife is this one. I'll have to marry again, won't I?"

Barrels slapped the sofa cushion onto Ibra's shoulder. "Ah .. not going to. It's good, anywhere, like anything. I will not ask you to marry again. Except-"

"Except what dear?" ibra's eyes looked curiously.

"Unless I'm not your wife anymore, please marry me again. But ... Baby boy will be with me always." Threaten Baras.

"Ha ha ha .. I will never let you go with our child. Never will!" Ibra laughed and shook her head. His hand tightly grasped Laras' hand, squeezing his fingers.

"Udah, ah don't talk that again, fear!" Laras embraced the body of the husband and hid his face in the chest of his field.

"I'm scared too, afraid of losing you. And our son." Ibra returned the wife's embrace. Repeatedly landed a kiss on the tip of his head Laras.

"Out yu? the kangen-kangenya will be continued again, after the forty-day baby boy event is finished." Take Ibra while gently rubbing the wife's back.

Laras took off his embrace and nodded slowly. Tidying up the collar of Ibra's shirt, then the clothes she was wearing at the moment. Tidy up the veil and stand in front of the mirror for a while.

"Yu, come out hopefully the show is smooth," said Laras walking away from the makeup glass.

Ibra put up her hand ham first. After that holding hands Laras walked to the lobby.

Many guests have arrived. Ibra's colleagues and colleagues have already begun to arrive in part. Jodi, Mr. Mulyadi and Caca have been spotted among them. Ustad was also seen.

Complex mothers have also come with Mr. Rt Miftah with his wife. Mothers of novel readers who can not be mentioned by name have been present there.

Jodi approaches Ibra and Laras. "Don't tell me we were from here last night?" sound slowly. With eyes glancing right and left.

Baras looked at the husband. Then nodded slowly. Although I do not understand Jodi's intentions.

"Uncle, how are you?" welcome Laras to his uncle.

"Alright La, wah ... so many this, the invitation is a lot of benget," said Mr. Mulyadi.

"Yes, Uncle. Quite a lot of invitations," replied Ibra.

"Wah .. his mension is amazing. it's super fancy." Added.

"Uncle, ma'am the parlour is coming. Doesn't Uncle want to meet him?" Laras pointed to someone who came with the orphanage children.

"Where?" mulyadi asked because he did not see the man Laras showed.

Then wheel chair Mr. Mulyadi was pushed to a rather quiet place. In order to be able to Laras introduce to the mother of the orphanage.

Zayn approached Ibra and whispered. "The boss looks like someone's coming. Our enemy Boss!"

Ibra scrunched her forehead. Who's enemy? ibra's feelings have no enemies ....

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