Marriage Contract Letter

Go home

Jodi pulled the car over and took the phone in her pocket.

"Who the hell?" ask Caca. Staring at Jodi who was focused on staring at the screen of his phone.

Jodi did not respond immediately. He drove back and drove his car quickly.

Caca turned his gaze out the window. It is with a curious heart who contacted her future husband.

The car continues to go to the place it is headed. After some time to arrive at the destination, the car is parked in the hospital area.The two take their steps to the room where Laras is treated.

Ibra who was talking to the doctor, this afternoon Laras will go home. Because his condition has improved and Laras continues to whine for home.

"Okay, thanks doc?" Ibra shook hands with the doctor.

Laras nodded, saying. "Thank you doc."

"Together," the doctor smiled. Then the doctor left Ibra and Laras.

"We can go home too, dear." Ibra embraces Laras' shoulder in reply.

"Yes, I miss baby Satria" said Laras, replying to her husband's embrace.

"Abang is also kangen same baby boy. Yu we're home!" take Ibra off her embrace.

Barrels preparing to go home. Ibra was wearing her suit. Yet the sound of the clattering of steps so clearly approached in the direction of the place.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Jodi comes in and Caca.

"Wa'alaikum hail, Caca. Jodi, how come you're here?" greet Laras.

"Jodi, are you here? who said we were here?" ask Ibra astonished.

"Zayn said that. How are you La?" take a look at Laras.

"Good God." Reply Barrel.

"Why did you kidnap the bad guy? you can't take care of your wife?" Jodi stared at Ibra and Laras alternately.

"Unfortunately it came to say what first? it's not." Bela Ibra doesn't want to be confirmed.

"Are you really okay, La?" Jodi asked again.

"It's just a small impact wound really," said Laras back.

"Alhamdulillah yes Mbak Laras survived before in nothing right." Gratitude Caca while rubbing Baras' hands.

"Yes, Ca ... Alhamdulillahot. They came still on time, even though I was tired of fighting," said Laras. "Oh, yes. You guys are from Dian's place, right?" see Caca's and Jodi's official appearances.

"really. And we came straight here" Caca replied, nodding.

"I did not come, but I promised to come" said Laras lethargic while looking at Ibra.

Ibra sat near Laras. "You didn't happen, tips are coming, baby. How are conditions not allowed?"

"Said to be here but I don't know when. Said Dian." Jodi looked towards the two.

"I want to go home. How's the wedding going?" Baras.

"Fluent. They seem very happy." Caca answered.

"Thank God. May their home be full of happiness." Please Laras sincerely.

"Aamiin's." Answer them in unison.

"You going home now?" jodi asked as she moved from her seat.

"Now." Ibra pulled Laras' hand to stand up. He walked out of the VIP room.

Caca brought a paper bag belonging to Laras.

Ibra saw Caca carrying a used paper bag of clothes yesterday. "Ca. Let it not be brought." prevent Ibra.

"Why? it's got a barrel, right?"

Jodi also felt astonished at Ibra who forbade the paper bag was brought.

"Suster, please fill the paper bag in the dump or just burn it." A nurse came into the room. Then take some money sheets for the nurse.

Baras looked at the husband. He understood why Ibra wanted to do that.

"Why was he dumped?" ask Caca curiously.

"Oh," Caca's lips rounded.

"Yes, we're saying goodbye. Thank goodness you are healthy fast. We go home first." Jodi is heading towards Laras.

"alright. Thanks for taking the time to come." Ibra.

"Yes, Jodi. Caca thanks huh? why don't you come to Mension?" bans Barrel.

"Em ... Next time we go there!" jodi and Caca.

"Greet to uncle, huh?" connect Laras.

"alright. I'll tell you later." Jodi nodded slowly.

They are in their cars now. Ibra was with Laras, the wife he loved so much. While Jodi with Caca, the woman who will soon be his wife.

Ibra's car drove fast towards Mension. A few seconds later, the car arrived at Mension's yard.

Laras was greeted with great joy by the people of Mension. Baby Satria in Bu Rahma's arms which directly hunt Laras.

"Mammy misses out on you son ..." Laras showers baby Satria with loving and affectionate kisses. He hugged longing.

Ibra hugged both of them with a blessing. "We're finally getting together again, baby."

"Where are you, baby?" ask mom Rahma curious.

"I, fine Ma ... only small injuries due to being hit," said Laras. Gets the mother-in-law.

"You can't get in-"

"No Ma ... Thank goodness." The barrel directly cuts the words of Rahma's mother.

"Thank God. Mama can't imagine it.." Mum Rahma shuddered in horror.

"We are very worried" added Mr. Marwan.

"Thank you, Pah ... Alhamdulillah Laras survived." Ibra grateful.

"Yes, you guys just rest in the room. Must be tired, baby Satria let Susi be the same," said Ms. Rahma.

Netra Ibra's eyes moved to see the wife. As if asking about the baby boy.

"Baby boy we just take it. It's a pity two days not to see Mammy, baby?" a cuph! kissing the cheeks of a laughing baby Satria.

"Yo, here's Papi's fat." Ibra takes over baby Satria from Laras' lap and is taken to her private room. The barrel follows from behind.

"Yes, Madam .. let baby Satria be the same Susi, Madam is still not fit."

"No to Sus. This two-day baby boy just met Mammy and his papa." Barrels kekeh. "Well, thank you to everyone who has taken care of the baby boy."

"Together Madam," replied Susi.

Laras and Ibra get into the elevator they choose to access the road to Ibra's private room.

Now they are in the room. The barrel directly gives his breast milk to the baby boy who looks hungry as well. Two days ago Laras withstood the pain in his chest due to not being loved by the baby. His chest felt hard and heavy.

Ibra took off her suit and clothes, walked towards the bathroom. "Honey. I'll take a shower."

After Ibra enters and is lost behind the door. Laras releases the baby boy for a while to take Ibra's clothes and store them on the bed. Continue giving breast milk again the son, it feels relieved and light after being sucked by a baby boy.

Baras closed his eyes while lying down. Baby boy is also cool to keep mimi to sleep anyway.

Ibra smiled as she watched her son and his mother fall asleep with her chest fully exposed, slowly pulling her shoulders. Making it supine, with Ibra's hands slowly closed the hill that made his desire to rise.

Baby boy Ibra moves to his box. Kissed her forehead many times. "Bobo is good, baby. The henchmen."

Ibra's still wearing a towel. Return to the bed, take the clothes that Laras had prepared earlier. But not in use unless it is kept back. Glancing at the wall clock still shows 17:20 wib.

Ibra went up to the bed to approach the sleeping wife. With his mischievous Ibra positioned himself above the closed Baras. Ibra's lips were interested in carving out a satisfied smile, he began to fondle his wife by linking her lips together. Hands began to actively touch the beautiful hills that are slippery and clean. Put the kiss down. Sweep the surface of the neck and down again to the chest.

A barrel that is aware of one's movements. Opens her eyes slowly and finds her husband enjoying the rations of the baby boy. Delightful and it feels so relieved. Light, unlike before, hard and very heavy. Laras' hands clasped the husband's shoulders tightly. When you want to enjoy the next.

There was a knock on the door from the outside, making the two look at each other. Laras' hand covered his already wide-open chest. Ibra grunts annoyed ....

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