Marriage Contract Letter

All happy

Ibra and Laras are also the others there can breathe a sigh of relief. Ibra and Laras still cuddled together while crying.

A happy cry broke out, Laras was still at home in the arms of the husband was really unimaginable if something happened to Ibra until it was not imagined how destroyed the feelings of Laras if it happened.

"Dear, we go home now the baby boy wants to rest, have your tears removed. It's all over." Ibra rubbed the tears of Laras that flooded her cheeks. Cup! landing a kiss on the head of Laras.

Both were followed by the others. Look for an elevator that is still running to get to the car parked below.

Baras hugged Bu Rahma who panicked because he heard the sound of weapons several times. Then hugging Ibra, his heart was so anxious that he feared his son, daughter-in-law and grand-daughter to the nappa. Ms. Rahma wept sobbing in her heart so worried for her family's safety. Thankfully, all were safe.

Ibra's party went straight back to Mension. Likewise Susi and Zayn also went back there after all in Mension also many empty rooms.

Arriving at Mension all are welcomed happily by the residents of Mension. Ibra, Barrel. Ms. Rahma and her husband Susi were also immediately examined by a doctor. Especially Ibra who had a fight with Mr. El. Irfan and the others.

After dinner everyone rested faster. To relieve the shock caused by the incident.

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Hearing the news about Laras and the family, Mr. Mulyadi grew even more shocked. Not yet relieved her turmoil about Bu Rosa now plus a tense news. News in print, electronic media, especially social media so much news about Ibra and his family got a kidnapping incident. Until his brain or mastermind dies in place.

"Dad, want to meet Laras Nak. I can't always do anything to take care of your sister Lala." Complaints mister Mulyadi.

"Well, I'll be there tomorrow. It's night now and Laras needs a break too. Kasian, the important thing is that they've survived well." Typal Jodi persuaded his father.

"It's up to you." Resignation, Mulyadi laid his body.

Jodi exited the father's room after making sure he was asleep. He took his broad steps towards the private room. Brug! close the door and take the laptop on the table.

While Jodi was busy with her laptop screen, both of Jodi's eyes were serious about the screen.

Remembering day H counts days again. And Jodi herself handles all her wedding needs from the smallest thing to the big one. The event will also be split in two. Accad and family receptions there continue here for meetings with colleagues and businesses.

His eyes began to get tired making Jodi close the laptop and in the room on the table he immediately lay himself on the super soft bed.

The next day Jodi went to the office but before going to the office he stopped by the orphanage did not forget to bring a lot of hands for them.

"Assalamu'alaikum .. how are you?" Jodi kissed the back of Rosa's hand.

"Wa'alaikum salam. Good Boy Jodi." She replied, Miss Rosa then invited Jodi to sit down.

"Tumben, come early in the morning? what's up!" looking at Jodi curiously.

"Ah, no ma'am. I'm here to ask Mom to accompany me at my wedding" Jodi said expectantly.

"Oh .. insha Allah Yes Nak Jodi. How will it be later, afraid there is an obstacle or how. That's why I didn't promise?"

"Oh yes, ma'am, but I beg .. as you know I don't have a mother." Rajuk Jodi pleads.

"Insha Allah Nak Jodi. Just pray that you don't have a hitch, Oya Nak Jodi has breakfast? I'll prepare ya!" mrs Rosa moved from her seat.

"No, ma'am, I want to go to the office and that's all I want to say."Jodi.

Miss Rosa walked right to the front door. "Be careful Nak Jodi thanks!"

"Together Mum." Jodi drove her beloved car, which had previously worn a seatbelt first. The car drove across the street racing with other iron horses.

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This afternoon Laras and Ibra were in the room. While baby Satria was with Omanya and there happened to be Bu Rosa who also visited Mension let alone heard from the news about the incident that befell Laras and family.

Ibra lay on the couch. The barrel on the other sofa was taking baby Satria's clothes out of her suitcase.

"Darling?" call Ibra.

"Hem!" sahut Laras glanced at Ibra.

Ibra moved her seat to the sofa Laras was sitting on. "I didn't think you'd dare to be like Ruswan."

"How dare? it's just a hunch, you know that." Elak Laras's.

"But still make your heart burn can't imagine you being so aggressive. Do that with that bastard."

"Speaking what the hell? ah don't talk about it anymore. Horrified." Laras shook his head slowly.

"May dong ask for this aggressiveness for her husband!" plays her eyes.

"Iih .. what the hell. Don't see this is my work piling up!"

"Let the assistant just love who do, mumpung baby boy as Omanya." Playing his flirtatious eyes. Ibra's hand pulled Laras's hand and told him to sit on his lap.

Then hugged the waist of Laras who already looked slender back it. Laras looked at her loving husband. Still imagined when the weapon of Mr. El leads to the body of this husband. The heart of Laras became a sad melos.

"Let's dong dear .. don't think of anything, we've been through that difficult time. Time to enjoy happiness again." Ibra whispered while stroking his wife's hair, Laras.

The pretty face of Laras is approaching. Impatiently Ibra precedes devouring his wife's ryanum lips with passion. His hands did not stay still to enjoy the beautiful sculpture that was so perfect in front of him. Make the owner bite his lips so as not to make a sound.

But still the de*****voice passed as well. Makes Ibra more passionate. Ibra stood up and took her to a more comfortable place.

Laras' body floated so that it increasingly wrapped his hand on the shoulder of the husband who finally landed his body on the soft bed.

Ibra's body was piercing the Barrel Body. He rubbed his wife's cheeks very gently. "I don't like other men touching you, even if they touch your hand." Whisper Ibra while continuing and continuing to launch the action.

Laras looked at me and was silent as Ibra continued to fondle him. Until that passionate great struggle. How long the struggle lasts along with the body that vibrates violently and reaches its peak.

Barrels put his head under Ibra's chin. Squeezing the blanket under his armpit Laras embraced the owner of the tall and sturdy body.

Ibra's hand stroked Laras's hair lovingly and kissed the top of her head. "Tomorrow I'll go out of town, so I'll go out tonight again, okay?" raise his eyebrows while mesem expectantly.

The face of Laras looked up. "Huh? just now!."

"That was just now, baby. Not yet night." Ibra.

"Just like Zayn and how many days?" search Laras while getting up and sitting down.

"Hem, same Zayn. Maybe a few days."

"Oh," Laras took his clothes that were beside him.

Netra's eyes were staring intensely at Laras who was wearing his clothes. It feels like to repeat again but kasian, after all it is afternoon and want momong baby boy who is now with his Oma.

The barrel goes down directly to the bathroom to clean. With no time in the bathroom, Laras sped up his bathing ritual. "Fly, shower!" After standing at the door.

"A little while." Ibra was still lying staring at the ceiling. He woke up quickly but took his laptop and opened it.

After neat, Laras out of the room to take the baby boy who had been with Bu Rahma and Bu Rosa.

"Bu Rica, where's the baby boy? search Baras on Bu Rika who is cooking with her other assistants.

"Baby boy .. the same big lady in the middle room of his rich young mistress." While pointing towards the middle room.

"Oh, thank you Ma. What cooking is it? can't make me sambal fry the same default and. The fried tilapia fish if there is any! if there is no, yes ... there is only." continued Laras.

"Good young lady. But the fish is only a goldfish, lalapan also the presence of cucumber same mustard. What needs to be ordered?" said Rika's waiting for orders.

"Em .. There is only Mom. No pa-pa." Reply to Laras, then go to find Rahma and her son.

After a long walk in search of the mother-in-law, finally met too. "Mom, I'm sorry to keep the baby Satria." Laras hand immediately took baby Satria from Bu Rahma.

"No pa-pa, surely you take care of the big baby boy?" said Rahma's mother with a smile.

Laras replied with a smile that was met with shame. Then turned his gaze towards Bu Rosa who was sitting on the sofa before Laras sat down. "Mom, just stay here!"

"If you stay over, there the kids don't notice Nak. Next time I'll be here again." Miss Rosa sipped her drink.

"Oh, will we both go to the Jodi show, Mom?" connect Laras.

"Mother ... in the pinta Jodi accompanied her. But ... don't know if I'm going or not."

"That's good, Miss Rosa. It just so happens that Jodi has no mother, pity." Timpal Bu Rahma stared at Bu Rosa.

"Yes, Mom, who else, maybe Jodi feels close to Mom. That's why he asked Mother to accompany him," continued Laras agreed to the mother-in-law's speech.

Miss Rosa was silent and lowered her head, which made her lazy to meet Mr. Mulyadi, that's what makes her lazy. If the same Jodi of course there is no problem, only one of the obstacles yes that until this moment can not forgive Mr. Mulyadi.

Miss Rosa took a long breath. "Eitherway. How about it."

"Baby boy Mammy hasn't bobo too huh from earlier hem? not tired of playing with Oma dear. Not tired." Laras invites chat baby boy who is still playing.

"Em, that's it! yes already .. bobo yes with Mammy, yu Mammy abing-abing." Laras cradled the baby boy and slightly swayed, Laras lips humming sholawat.

صَلَّى اللهُ عَلَى مُحَمَّد

صَلَّى اللهُ عَلَيْهِ وَسَلَّمَ

صَلَّى اللهُ عَلَى مُحَمَّد

صَلَّى اللهُ عَلَيْهِ وَسَلَّمَ

In a matter of minutes, the baby boy was shut in his Mammy sling.

"Masya Allah .. baby boy directly bobo." Miss Rosa shook her head in amazement at the baby boy who loved the sholawat chant.

"Indeed she's Miss Rosa." Timpal Bu Rahma smiled proudly.

"Yes, I'm going to put a baby boy to bed first." Barrel took the baby boy to his room.

Ms. Rahma and Ms. Rosa also talked to Susi until finally Miss Rosa said goodbye to go home.

"Just stay here, Mom. I'm happy you know.so there is a friend," said Ms. Rahma.

"Next time play again. Kasian kids." Timpal Bu Rosa's. Hugging Rahma's mom.

"Well, careful?" Ms. Rahma drove Ms. to the front and asked the driver to deliver the home to her home.

"Okay, so troublesome. Let me take a taxi on Jeung." Reject Miss Rosa.

"It's okay. It's just going up." Ms. Rahma opened the door for Ms. orphanage.

Finally, the Miss came in and waved at Ms. Rahma. The car immediately took Miss Rosa away from the Mension area.

Around dinner time. Everyone gathered at the big dining table. Again Susi and Zayn had a storm, only the problem of the drinking place that fell.

"Okay, Markonah .. nyimpen aja teredor let alone save the husband." Zayn shook his head staring at the broken glass.

"Ash ... Zaylangkung, huh? the name of the husband is a person and big is not a thing that is as big as gini. What inanimate object am I married to?" susi grumbled as she swept away the flakes.

Zayn scratched his head. "Yes too. But still do not be late then the goods will be exhausted-"

"Eh. Sir, the factory is still open noh...it will not run out if only selosin. Bawel is a person." Susi kept grumbling.

"Ultimately, why are you guys? yu ate, instead of fighting Mulu ah." Laras.

"Right. Oh must be in bed also his hobby of fighting used to be friendly, huh? ha ha ha ... Ibra laughed."

"Yes, it was originally that." Obviously Zayn while changing his sitting position.

Mr. Marwan and Ms. Rahma just laughed looking at them while eating dishes at the table.

Then they ate very well. Sometimes accompanied by small talk. The meal ended and each went into his room, especially Ibra and Zayn to prepare himself that tomorrow he would go out of town.

Laras' nights awake because baby boy wakes up hungry. Likewise Ibra who felt the absence of his wife in the arms, finally woke up to notice his wife who was breastfeeding.

It seems like just yesterday he married Laras whom he did not know before. Know-how to marry her, with the aim of wanting to have children. Until at the end of the same marriage Dian was a woman whose origin she loved so much ended with a variety of reasons. Ibra let out a long sigh, now she was happy with Laras and the presence of her son.

Dian has found a husband who loves her. The man who already had one son and Dian also seemed to love the son very much. Ibra welcomes Laras who has put the baby boy back to sleep.

Ibra's hand grabbed him. Take her into a hug while lying down. Cup! kiss the forehead Laras full of love. "I Love you dear."

"Hem ...."

Laras tightened the hug on the body of the husband. With lips showing his smile.

"Don't be naughty with other people." Pinta Ibra while stroking Hair Barrel.

Laras. "That's not naughty, brother is not me."

"You baby. The proof is the same Ruswan naughty-naughty anyway." Ibra's finger clamped Barrel's nose.

"Iih ... discuss that Mulu ah, already know it was forced and in the end do not mind, right?" the lentic Jemari Laras danced in the chest of the field of Ibra.

Not long after, drowsiness again attacked the eyes He bra and Laras. The two fell asleep hugging each other. Covering the night wind and the cold atmosphere so that the bodies of both are docked. As if it were one.

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A few days later. At the already crowded Jodi residence to accompany the groom-to-be. Laras and his family except Ibra are still out of town. The house is ready and there, Ms. Lodia and Dian with her husband. Already mingled with the Jodi family.

The car that the owner was riding each began to march right. He is leading the man Susi calls opa-opa because of his handsome, white face.

After a split-time interval. Stay where the contract will take place. After the welcome Jodi prepared to the place that has been provided.

The akad event was so wise.the atmosphere was so sacred and holy. Jodi and Caca now sit side by side, beautiful and handsome really look very harmonious, both very happy. On his face was so bright, his smile was blotted. Their happiness cannot be expressed in words.

The heart of Laras is riled up, anxious. Her husband did not appear to be coming. Make the heart worry more. But in the end Ibra came with Jodi with a neat appearance. Wearing a batik sapari.

The face of Laras changed drastically to sumringah. Now they blend in the happiness of Jodi and Caca. Congratulations to Ibra and his family. Dian's in the family. Zayn with wife.

While gathering at the dinner-eat incidentally Dian and Ibra's table was close together. Even eating while chatting. The sound of gamelan music. Dian took something small box from her bag.

"I want to surprise you. Especially for my beloved husband," said Dian with a happy face.

"What is it, baby?" Pirman looked curious.

The others also set their eyes on the box in Dian's hand.

"What is it, brother?" Laras was curious.

Ibra just looked at it from the side of Laras while holding a baby boy without any comment.

"Yes, Mom is also curious." Madam Rahma stared fixedly.

"What else am I, what the fuck? don't be curious napa!" Ms. Lodia was very enthusiastic.

Jodi also asked Dian to talk immediately, do not make everyone curious.

Dian swept his gaze at the one, two and three tables that looked curious. He smiled happily and seemed also to want to immediately convey the happy news that he had been hiding for a few days. Slowly his finger opened the small box that turned out to contain a positive testpack pregnant.

All gasped and unexpectedly, his mouth gaping. What a blessing for a woman who has been diagnosed with a disease that causes her patients can not have children.

Pirman stared at Dian as if he wanted certainty. Dian also reassured with a nod. Pirman then bowed in gratitude.

"Masiah Allah ... Brother." Laras glanced at Ibra who felt stubbornly hearing it.

Mr. Marwan and Ms. Rahma exchanged looks. With smiling lips come happy. Moreover, they know how Dian. "It's a miracle."

"Hore .. I'll finally have a granddaughter, a friend playing baby Satria hooray." Ms. Lodia cheered and pranced and hugged Dian.

Everyone congratulates Dian and the husband eventually Dian will have a baby too.

Dian cried in the arms of her husband, of course, a happy cry that was not tara. Something that is impossible according to humans is certainly possible for the creator of this universe.

Ibra and Laras congratulate Dian. "Congratulations, Dian finally. Sis Dian is pregnant too, hopefully the pregnancy is healthy and the baby is also healthy." Both cuddle.

"Thank you, thank you for your prayer. And I'm sorry for my old mistake." Dian was crying again.

"That's it. Don't talk about it anymore, it's just the past, right? now we're grateful for the good we got." Laras. Swiping Dian's back.

"Congratulations. Forgive me too" said Ibra with teary eyes, moved. The wife who was once declared barren was now able to get pregnant even though not with her.

"Let's thank you, I was wrong with you when I was your wife. Maybe this is the wisdom behind everything that happens." Dian hugged Ibra while crying. While they hugged.

"Already dong hugs him, I'm not part of it." Zayn patted Ibra's shoulder. Congratulations to Dian.

Ibra retreated by rubbing the corner of her wet eyes, standing with Laras holding her hand. There is jealousy in the heart of Laras even though they already have their own way.

At the moment it's not just Jodi and Caca who are happy. Dian and husband. Ibra and Laras, they are happy with their respective partners. Not to forget the Tom & Jery that there are only materials to argue the mouth but actually love each other.

The point is there must be wisdom behind everything that happens. And not all reality is in accordance with expectations. Stay grateful and live life with sincerity and passion. EXPIRE

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