Marriage Contract Letter

Exhaustion

Laras remained silent not responding to Ibra's words.

"Darling, awake? don't leave me." Ibra was worried and anxious.Tears were dripping. "Duck the car? how catapulted." anyway." Shouting Ibra.

"Oh Boss .. This is also a quick boss, patient." Zayn focused on driving so that seconds later arrived in front of a hospital.

Ibra rushes down and holds Laras' body until the nurse welcomes him with Braggar. Ibra's heart was covered with anxiety.

Barrels are inserted into the VIP patient room. "Please doc. save my wife," Ibra asked the doctor who wanted to come in.

"Well, Mr. .. patient huh?" reply to the doctor while calming. He rushed in to deal with the patient.

Ibra stood in front of the room with an agitated heart. Riled. Worry, very serious anxiety. Fear Baras to napa-napa. His hands clenched. "Reviews huh? scoundrel. When my wife gets to napa-napa. I'll never forgive you, no matter the reason." Gerrutu Ibra's.

"Please boss, I hope young Miss doesn't happen something we don't want." Zayn patted the boss's shoulder and his friend.

"You're not in the position I'm in. For you are not married, how anxious is this heart. Afraid of our loved ones why-why." Ibra.

Zayn was silent, there was also a point Ibra said that he had not felt what was now in Ibra's position. His head nodded slowly.

Long enough Barrel in check. It just so happened that Ibra asked Laras all at the visa as more satisfactory evidence.

After a long time, the door finally opened. Ibra immediately approached with a sense of purpose. "Where is my wife doc?"

"Well, your wife is just exhausted and panicked. What else are the many impact wounds on his body. Added slap wounds on his cheeks."

"Can I see him?" ask Ibra back.

"Oh, sure. Please, oya the results of the visa will also come out and we will tell you soon." Call the doctor while hurrying away.

Not wasting time. Ibra went inside and there was a nurse who was still fixing the infusion tube.

The barrel lay weak. But it seems to have begun to realize, Ibra grasped Laras' hand gently. "Dear."

"Me, where? queried. Barrel with a raucous voice. His eyes moved sweeping the room.

"We're in the hospital, baby, I'm glad you're sober." Ibra's face was a little sumringah and felt relieved, finding the wife had realized. He kissed Baras' hand several times.

"Oh, my head hurts. Cheeks too." The hand of the barrel that was put on the infusion touched his cheek.

Jemari Ibra stroked Laras cheek very slowly. "He didn't do anything else, did he?" ibra's gaze was intense on the wife, with her hands still clasping Laras's.

Laras. " No, Alhamdulillah. Irfan is coming. If it's too late, I don't know what my fate is!"

"I'm sorry, I can't take care of you." Once again kissed the hand of Baras.

"It's not your fault, it probably has to be this way. The important thing is that I survived" Laras said.

"There is a grimace in this incident. The police can catch the criminals they've been looking for all this time." Zayn approached Ibra and Laras.

"But my wife was the victim. Still like this! if it were worse how would you try? My wife almost ate the bastard Ruswan's depravity." Gigi Ibra tightened, annoyed to remember that.

"But college friends, right? that's a friend to be an opponent and an opponent to be a friend." Zayn.

"really so. Looks like we need to be even more vigilant, we need someone to make a driver. So that Irfan would focus on taking care of my wife. Especially when outside," Ibra continued.

"really it. I agree, if you need another one make me tired mute mulu. Let alone your rich boss, just like it made a high blood person."

The frowns are pucker curious. "Emang why?"

"So I've been speeding Miss .. but this husband instead said let go of everything. If only I was Jin. in the blink of an eye was okay, ting! I'm magic until you." Zayn answered, moving his hand.

Ibra put her index finger on Laras' lips. "Very. I'm so scared of losing you, you know that?" gee! kiss warm forehead, cheeks of the wife.

Zayn closed his eyes with his finger. "I have no experience. So can't see anything like this, pamali haduh ...."

Ibra smile. Ibra deliberately put her lips together with Laras's lips. It's a friendly kiss. But Laras grimaced because the corner of his lips hurt that was bleeding.

"Sorry dear." Ibra stroked and blew it slowly.

"Duh duh duh, don't show me that. I'm still a minor." I have Zayn grinning.

"Ah, not yet experience. Not had experience kissing kebo?" cibir Ibra gave a quick glance.

Zayn suddenly laughed. "Ha hah ..." But not long before he cupped his hands in his mouth after realizing that this was the hospital.

"Not Boss, let alone kebo. Your wife has never tried, ha ha ha ..."

Ibra threw a pillow at Zayn. "Go away from you and please take care of my son, Irfan, just keep him in the hospital."

"Good, Boss. I'm leaving first but watch his wife at people's tasting." Zayn took his broad steps out of the room. Not forgetting to close it.

After confirming that Zayn was gone, Ibra rubbed his wife's head lovingly and affectionately. "Rest, baby."

"What is Baby Satria?" laras asked worriedly at his son whom he was staying.

"He'll be fine. Don't worry about him .. a lot of people take care of him." Ibra opened her suit.

"I can get home quickly, right from here?" ask Laras back.

"Your face is still pale, weak. At least tomorrow we go home which is important you get well soon." Cup! a warm kiss landed on Laras' forehead.

"But I want to go home soon. Kasian baby Satria." Rajuk Laras's.

"Dear, listen to me. Don't mind much just yet. Our baby is safe, trust me there with Oma, she said. Now just think of yourself to get well soon, okay?"

Laras nodded slowly. Netra Ibra's eyes stared fixedly at the wife's face. Moving his fingers rubbing the lips of Laras, he could not imagine if his property was in the plague of people like Ruswan. Ibra linked their aunt, this time very gently. Do not hurt the pain.

Baras's hand held Ibra's chest. By lying down Laras looked resigned.

Ibra lips sweep every surface of the Laras lips and deepen its ci. Thus creating a sensation of heat radiating in his body.

After a while. Ibra. "Sleep. Bobo, let it heal quickly. But do not forget to eat first and take medicine.

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Zayn just arrived at Mension. Busy to receive all questions. About the events of Laras. This and that, he told me all he knew. The rest Zayn doesn't know.

Ms. Rahma was eager to visit Laras to the hospital. But Zayn gave an understanding. Let Laras d be treated without anyone bothering to heal quickly, which in Mension focus aja keep baby Satria.

"Alright, if that's all right, son Zayn. We'll just follow." Reply Ms. Rahma. Mr. Marwan also understood with the reason that Zayn gave.

Zayn asked for a clean towel to Susi who was dumb. Sadness was clearly painted on his face, worried for the master.

So dreamy of her. Susi gives Zayn a towel so that with a nosily Susi's hand is pulled in by Zayn, making Susi scream and cover her eyes ....

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