Marriage Contract Letter

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Ruswan was picked up by his men in his car somewhere? some people came and confronted Ibra, Zayn and Irfan.

They were surrounded and attacked. Bug bugs bug each other tonjok Ibra was uprooted when one of them used wood to hit his shoulder. Ibra grimaced in pain.

Irfan's men had come to Ibra's aid and brought her to his side.

"You all right? zayn approached Ibra who remained grimacing.

"We have to find them Zayn." Ibra stood up and looked for the whereabouts of her family.

They opened every door on that floor. Combing continues until they finally find a room and how surprised when they see Rahma and Marwan, Susi who is tied together.

"Mama, Papa?" Ibra immediately approached and opened the rope.

Likewise Zayn rushed over and unbonded in their bodies which was quite difficult.'

"Stupid, why are you here Markonah? run cake!" said Zayn and immediately hugged Susi after she slipped off the rope that tied her.

Susi was crying too. "Why did Zaylangkung come? you know I've been terrified of hunger, of thirst."

"That's why you said you'd be in sandra here. Kan nah! we have to find Markonah first, full of struggle." Tympan Zayn.

"Where is Pah, Mah. You guys aren't pa-pa, are you?" Ibra hugged both her parents. "Where is Laras and baby boy Mah?" ibra asked looking at the two who looked pale. However, the two were relieved after meeting their son.

"Loh, haven't met them brother?" finally a voice and teary eyes.

"Not yet Mah .. I've searched every room on this floor but the results are nil," said Ibra his face looked panicked, afraid his wife and child why."

"Mister Zayn should bring his wife and mistress and Mr. Marwan to the car. Their kasian looked in shock, "Irfan's word to Zayn who immediately gave a nod.

"Be careful, Mah." Ibra prepares to search for the whereabouts of Laras and his son.

Zayn with Susi. Also Ibra's parents got off and headed to the car parked outside the building.

Ibra panicked because his wife and son were never found. Her heart melted sadly Her worries were mounting, when the voice of the woman screaming from above rang out. Ibra and Irfan as well as his men rushed up to the floor above. To find the voice that screamed just now.

"Darling?" when Ibra's eyes found his wife kneeling in front of Mr. El who was holding a firearm and pointed at the baby boy's head.

"Abang, our son. Save our son Brother." Laras turned to the husband with tears pouring down his face.

Ibra approached his wife. "Let go of my son. Tell me what do you want? give him to me." Ibra pleading.

The geph!

Laras's shoulders were firmly decked by Ruswan, locked from behind and brought near the edge of the floor. Laras screamed and asked Ibra for help. "Ang? help!"

"Rushan. Let go of my wife!" ibra yelled even more frantically and tried to reach Laras.

"Ha ha ha .. Don't try to get close, because not only am I the one who fell down but also your beautiful wife," said Ruswan who deliberately stood on the lips of the balcony without the fence. Its height of more than 25 meters makes the heart so shiny and degdegan.

"Braven, how dare you be like a woman, you sissy!" Ibra clenched her teeth. The hanging hands were clenched firmly. Then turned his eyes to baby Satria.

"Oa .. oa .. oa ..." baby boy's voice cries in the hands of El's son, right near Mr. El himself.

Ibra's getting worried. "Please let go of my son. I'll give you whatever you want." Ibra.

"I want your wife, can I?" keep Ruswan grinning.

"Take my wife off?" Hardic Ibra. But Ruswan just smiled with satisfaction at Ibra.

"You want me to be simple, you have to hand over some of your company to me. And sign the document as a name transfer, ha ha ha ...."

"Basic greed, greedy. Criminals," cried Ibra who left right in the grasp of the man of Mr. El's.

The barrel stands on the edge of the balcony in Ruswan's captivity. His heart was made to stop breathing when looking down from a height. "Abang .. help me!" his face was very pale.

Ibra also revolted from the criminal's men. But Ibra was losing strongly.

"Please let go of me and my son! i beg!" laras's voice was clear to Ruswan.

"I'll let you go. If you want to be my beautiful wife." Reply Ruswan right near the ear of Laras.

"Don't be crazy. I married Ruswan. You're crazy obsessed with people's wives." Laras. But his brain now revolved how he could escape while at this time their position seemed to be on the side of the abyss. If you fall, there is no hope of survival.

Baby boy continues to cry in the captivity of Mr. El's men who do not care about his crying. "Where is the honorable lord Ibra? sign some of those documents. If your son and wife want to survive because I will not hesitate to throw this child. Oh, yes, I just remembered. Is not in the contract letter written that this child has been born no longer his son Laras but Dian. Means this kid belongs to Dian dong."

"No. That's not true and what's the deal with you?" squealing Laras, his eyes glared perfectly.

Ibra did not accept the words of Mr. El just now. "It has nothing to do with you, and it's all done. No need to bring it up." Ibra is getting angry. His hands were already itching to slap the person.

Laras got the idea to break away from Ruswan. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down in speaking. Previously rubbed his wet cheeks. "You really want to have me Ruswan?"

Ruswan grinned, but his hands still locked his arms from behind. "Surely beautiful I'd really like to have you completely."

"Em .. okay. I want to marry you," said Laras able to slightly fade Ruswan's hand. "I want to be your wife. But I beg you to give my son, pity him cry and I can not bear and he needs me at this time," Laras eyes glanced at the baby boy who continued to cry.

"What the fuck, baby? Ih .. freelancing." Ibra was burning with jealous flames while trying to rebel again.

The barrel slightly turned his body. Naughty caressing Ruswan's cheek. "I'll be your wife, believe me. Tell me the master let go of my son, and there's no need to worry that he'll get what he wants."

"Huh. But I can't believe it, you must be lying right?" Ruswan stared doubtfully.

Again Laras took a deep breath. "No need to doubt. I mean it," while still stroking Ruswan's cheek.

The mind of Ruswan immediately touched a petty taste and want to be satisfied. "Okay, but just so I'm sure. I asked for proof and kissed me in front of your husband."

"Huh? not wrong. Shit's got a betmen trap." Inner Laras cursed himself.

"alright. I'm ready, where? cheeks, nose or forehead or even bi-beer?" a very embarrassing question. "But .. stay away from here. I'm afraid of heights." Rayu Laras without nego.

"Ha ha ha .. Look at Ibra! your quiet and polite wife. Will change jal**g and you will witness this friendly scene right in front of your eyes ha ha ha ...."

"Ha ha ha .. That's what Mr. Ibra is like. Prok-prok, prok." Clap satisfied hands. Mr. El had his men prepare a dossier for Ibra to sign.

Ruswan and Laras had moved away from the lips of the balcony to a free place. "Let's go. Beautiful, prove to me that you really mean it." Pinta Ruswan's.

All eyes are on Laras and Ruswan. Is it true that Laras would be as brave as it was to kiss and follow Ruswan's depraved will?

"But. How could I do that? just breathing is so hard." Complaints with a calm attitude. Even if you have to hide your true feelings. Keep asking the almighty to be helped.

Ruswan further faded his hands under Laras' neck and made his position face to face. Ruswan's face smiled with satisfaction.

"Oh Allah .. Please do not let this happen. Lest I touch it, lest." she muttered Laras inwardly, looking down and closing her eyes.

This is one of the most stressful actions for Laras, as stressful as earlier when he was standing on the edge of height, as if making the heart stop beating.

Ibra. He was so unwilling to see his wife treated so much as Ruswan. His heart was beating so fast. "Basic petty, asshole." Pekik Ibra while clenching her teeth.

But not ignored Ruswan at all, he even thrust his face into Alatas. When Laras prepares to kiss Ruswan's lips for not wanting on his cheek.

Bugs!

Pork!

The geph!

Irfan who out of nowhere came attacked suddenly the person who snore baby boy. So that the man did not flinch on the floor, while the baby boy changed hands to the hands of Zayn Irfan immediately kicked the hand of Mr. El who was preparing to remove the trigger of his weapon so that the object bounced somewhere.

Ibra also quickly stepped on and punch the person who held it then red hand Laras to hit his chest. With a flash of Ibra's right foot kicked Ruswan who again hit his goods.

Hek!

Ruswan fell backwards cupping his hands in his core area.

"Honey grab the baby boy and get away from here, baby!" ibra's orders.

The barrel felt relieved. Quickly take the baby boy from Zayn and get away from it.

The geph!

Zayn catches Ruswan's hand from escaping, before the police arrive.

Ibra fights with El's accomplices. Irfan is still facing the El master who continues to blindly attack Irfan.

Now Ibra who fought with Mr. El each other tonjok, jam each other. Roll over on the floor.

Mr. El stood on his feet by Ibra. "I don't like you always winning at every tender. Your business is always soaring, you always win, I don't like you always beating me." His hand was raised upward pointing the gun towards Ibra.

Irfan and Zayn are panicking. The heart feels like it's going to be broken.

"I have always failed to destroy your family, and now I will instantly eliminate you. Ha ha ha .. of course with my own hands." Continue mr. El. His hands fused and pulled the trigger.

Ibra's heart seemed to jump from its place, he raised his hand. "Don't be desperate, Mr. El, lest you regret it. For if you are determined, it is you who will reap the rewards."

"I will never regret your death, I will be very satisfied. Ha ha ha ..." mister El laughed so much that his voice echoed in the place.

Dooor ....

The sound of the gun being released. It makes it seem like everyone has stopped breathing. Baras also appeared directly calling Ibra.

"Absite ...."

But it turns out that the bullet is not lodged into Ibra's body but into the air.

"Ha ha ha ..." satisfied laughter of Mr. El.

"I beg you, sir. Don't hurt my husband." Baras weld while holding baby Satria. Fortunately Laras in the hands of Zayn and Irfan, if not blocked by two men, Laras must have approached Ibra.

"I beg you not to hurt my husband" Laras repeated in tears.

Dooorr ....

Dooorr ....

The sound of the shot being released. Make all eyes on Ibra.

As the screams of Baras are calling. "Common ....."

But Ibra was still standing upright with only her head slightly lowered and her hands covered both ears. All were shocked because the fallen even Mr. El and his body fell down from the height of the building.

The police arrived on time. Shot the leg of Mr. El who happened to be standing just not far from the lip of the balcony floor. So when he fell his body immediately fell, floating flying from a height of more than 25 meters.

Brug!

His body was lying on top of the car with a lot of blood coming out, he died on the spot.

Baras hugged Ibra. "God, Brother!" she was crying and feeling relieved. If Ibra survives the shadow of death.

Ibra still can't believe she's alive and well. But his hand returned the arms of his wife and his son, then gave a kiss at the top of the head Laras and rubbed the head of baby Satria. Then thank God that He is still looking after her.

Zayn and Irfan heaved a sigh of relief now, then approached. Zayn's hand patted Ibra's shoulder as he said. "Alhamdulillah .. You survived Boss!"

Ibra also sighed and exhaled long, without feeling clear water adorning her eyelids. Hugged his wife and child.

The police immediately took care of the criminals and victims who were already at the bottom ....

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