Marriage Contract Letter

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Ibra's eyes circled all the guests there. "Who do you mean?" Ibra was astonished to look at Zayn. Yet Zayn was speechless with a sharp look at someone.

In the end, Zayn answered. "It's with your ex-wife." Whisper Zayn. Pointing with her tail her eyes towards Dian and her entourage.

Ibra scrunched her forehead. He did not understand Zayn at all. He thought hard about what and who was meant by his personal assistant, Zayn.

"Mom, here?" call Laras to the home mom while waving her hand.

The housewife rushed to Laras with a smile on her face. He walked towards Laras who was gathering with his family. The smile on his lips faded instantly.

To his surprise, the parlour saw an old man sitting in a wheelchair talking. Ma'am petrified for a while, her heart suddenly hurt. What he saw seemed to incise an old wound back, eager to turn and move away from it. But his steps were approaching.

While Mr. Mulyadi has not been aware of the presence of maam aka Rosa. He was busy talking to Mr. Marwan and the others.

The barrel and bu hugged, and momentarily let go of each other longing. The house mom hugged Rahma for a moment, then Laras introduced the home mom to Jodi and Caca. They also talked for a while. Terkahir Laras introduced the house to his uncle, Mulyadi. Who are busy talking.

Laras is closer to Mr. Mulyadi. While the feeling of the mother of the home is very chaotic erratically, it wants to feel like disappearing from that place as soon as possible.

"Uncle," called Laras softly to the uncle.

Mr. Mulyadi turned towards Laras. "What's La?"

"Uncle, want to meet the person who has been taking care of Laras, right?"

"Yes, where's La?" mr. Mulyadi was very enthusiastic to hear it.

"Here, the housewife who's been taking care of me." Pointing to the nursing home that is slightly turned back.

Mr. Mulyadi looked at the back of the home. "How are you? thank you for taking care of Laras, my niece. All this time."

Slowly the mother turned her head and showed her face in front of Mulyadi. The old man who still looked young was suddenly pale in face, not expecting that the person who took care of the nephew was the one who had been in his past.

Mr. Mulyadi's heart rate is like a stopped beating. His breathing seemed locked, his eyes unblinking staring blankly. Something he never expected.

So did mommy. If only I could choose. He never wanted this meeting to happen again. Because it will only cause a wound that dries up again. The mother looked down, not a word she said. His chest was too tight, his breathing was so heavy. He pecked with teary eyes as an outflow of what he felt.

But the house does not want to dissolve, especially in a situation like this. He immediately rubbed the corner of his eyes that could not hold the round of clear water. He smiled bitterly. Looking at the Barrel. "Mom's gone with the baby boy, I want to carry him." Not waiting for an answer from Laras, the house mom moved away from the whereabouts of Laras and Mulyadi.

Laras was dumbstruck, very astonished by the attitude of the two, uncle and mother of the home. "What's this about? do they know each other?" inner Barrel. But to ask him this time is not the right time.

"Uncle I stay first!" Laras immediately approached the baby boy who was already in the crowd of guests. Susi who was carrying was overwhelmed to the point of alternating with her oma, Rahma. Overwhelmed in the sense of feeling hot and boisterous with voices that want to hold and praise the good looks of baby boy.

Dian and family had come and wanted to hold a baby boy, he felt confused with this child. He kissed baby Satria's cheeks and forehead, not to mention Lodia's mom who looked so happy to meet again baby boy.

"Alright, alhamdulillah. Not feel yes already forty days again nih child," said Dian while poking the cheeks of a puffed baby boy.

"Ow ... Mommy gems want to pinch or bite her cheek. Hadh ... the fatter the body, the more puffed up the cheeks. The funnier it looks, the better looking. Ah, the more everything." Mrs Lodia riweh.

"Sure, the mimi is strong, dear?" glancing towards Laras who immediately replied with a nod.

Then Ms. Lodia turned to her husband who was just silently staring at the baby boy. "This is Papi his son Ibra and his wife, Laras. Funny huh? when will Dian give us a gift like this!"

But her husband just stared flatly at the wife, there was not a word that he wanted to say to the wife or about the baby Satria loved by many people.

I heard Lodia's words. Laras immediately grabbed Dian's papa's hand and kissed the back of her hand. "How are you Om? it's nice to meet you on this show."

Papi Dian just nodded slowly at Laras. Then I looked back at baby Satria.

Banquets are available at the table, and also luxury souvenirs have been piled up and the people in the section are preparing to distribute.

The event began with an opening by an ustadz. Then the ritual begins, including shaving the baby's hair and it is done alternately by the closest family. From opa, oma and the others, everything goes with wisdom.

Tilawah event by the famous qori also lasted a long time, with a melodious voice making lulled and so calm in the heart listening to him. The continuation is a lecture from ustadz who had been brought there, continuing to pray with great devotion. Pray for the good of the family and especially for the baby boy.

With solemnity and a soft heart, do not feel the tears from the corner of the eye fertilizers Laras and Ibra. Hearing a prayer that is read makes some people feel good. Aamiin's words continued to echo from the lips of everyone present there. This large and luxurious Mension is transformed like a mosque that is holding a lecture event.

Then, followed by circumcision, so that the child is more clean. As a Muslim circumcision it is mandatory to remove the dirt that will be attached to the junior end of the child. And this took quite a long time, fortunately this boy was strong, so his crying was not too hysterical which made the mother panic. Maybe supported by a super good drug so cry for a while.

Then at the end of the event yes it was a meal, especially aqiqah meat. Who like to eat it with greed and for those who do not like, of course many other menu options. Some meat. Sausage, sea fish. All sorts of processed chicken too, widely available at the table.

Ibra and Laras throw their happy smiles at each other. "I am happy, this event went well, O Allah .. thank God." Laras looked up at the ceiling and rubbed his face with one hand, because the other hand he used to hug his little son.

"Yes, honey. I'm also very, very happy." Ibra clasped Laras' hand tightly. His happiness cannot be expressed in words.

Baby boy in the sling mother turned to the father's embrace. The baby boy finally fell asleep, after just crying for a while. Maybe feel a little pain in the part that was in the circumcision. Laras took a meal for both of them, now they feel hungry after passing the time that makes deg gan. When it happened at the circumcision.

Dian who looks beautiful with a polite dress. Beaming beside the Word, they talked with Jodi and Caca as well as many colleagues from other business people.

From afar, a pair of eyes kept staring intently at Ibra and Laras, his little son did not escape his sight ....

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