Marriage Contract Letter

Focus on one

After a long chat Ibra went back to her study, clearing all the files. Tidying table. Suddenly someone hugged Ibra's body from behind, who was she?

Tumben-tumbenan. Yulia came to the office suddenly, there was no wind without rain.tau-tau was already in the room Ibra, without knocking on the door or excuse me.

Ibra twirled her body. "You? why is it here! no excuse me anymore."

"I miss baby, at home! there's no time. I came here" said Yulia with her effect and strengthened her embrace.

"Loh! didn't you have a family appointment today? why is it suddenly here?" ibra's voice with a flat tone.

"Well, I came straight here. Where's Oya Mama? let's go home together." Yulia pretended to ask her in-laws, while struggling in Ibra's hands.

"Of course, they're home. Haven't you come home yet?"

"Dear not, I'm straight here." Yulia smiled inwardly. Then he could be alone with Ibra.

"Ooh." Ibra sat at the table. "I also want to go home," glanced at the expensive clock in his hand.

"Em ... in a minute, baby! I'm tired, get some rest here, okay?" pulling Ibra's wrist he carried to the sofa.

Yulia pushed Ibra's chest to sit on the sofa, with Yulia sitting on Ibra's right thigh. His hands were coiled around Ibra's broad shoulders.

His face was right in front of Ibra's face, as if teasing. Seeing the beautiful face of Yulia even in suguhi body makeup is very tempting, deliberately Yulia a little challenging. Who the hell can stand it?

Cats only see fish that are not his own eaten, what else in suguhi food that already belongs to him. It will definitely be eaten greedily, as well as Ibra a normal man! when presented by a beautiful woman. Wife again! definitely not wasted of course.

Immediately hit Yulia at that moment. Yulia was laid on the sofa, and Ibra's body overcame her, continuing to fondle Yulia. Yulia was no less aggressive than Ibra.

But as it passed through Yulia's neck, it flashed a shadow, where it was a red mark without her making it. Ibra stopped what she was doing, she got up and sat down leaning out her arms, looking up while closing her eyes.

Yulia was sitting with her head against Ibra's chest, her hands unbuttoned Ibra's shirt. Put the fingers in there.

"Remember, focus on just one bro!" it was as if Zayn was whispering in Ibra's ear.

"Don't you love?" yulia's voice was heavy, her eyes were filled with a mist of passion that was almost peaking. Yulia's hand slowly descended stroking something that was already tense.

Ibra's breath was breathless, irregular, and Ibra quickly opened her eyes and kept Yulia's hand away from hers.

Yulia was astonished and a little disappointed. "Darling why? I want more, than ever," said Yulia full of napsu.

"I have to go home!" he said while standing.

"Darling ... How is this? don't tell me you don't want me!" Yulia whined, her eyes filled with a mist of passion. "Lying if you don't want to. C'mon baby?

Ibra just glanced and grabbed her suit, put on it then approached the door.

"Where are you going?" yulia shouted while tidying up her clothes.

But Ibra paid no heed to it at all, his wide strides continued away from his room. The workers who passed by greeted Ibra just nodded.

"Ibra! wait?" yulia shouted while chasing after Ibra who was much faster.

People who listen, whisper to each other. "No dare? call the same name big boss!"

Yulia turned her head and stared intently at them, then continued her hasty steps.

Ibra had arrived in the car with an unyielding heart in the bend, waiting for Yulia who was definitely chasing him. "Oh. Yes yes? he must have brought his own car in wait!" he turned the wheel. Ibra rewinded her car and then drove away quickly. Leaving his office.

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"Clearned! what are you doing in the kitchen?" reprimand the new Rahma came to the place.

"Eyeh, Mama! i. ... am helping to arrange the food," said Laras while holding a sweet smile on his lips.

"Loh ... There are many assistants here baby, why tired? later you will be tired of serving your husband," said Rahma while teasing her daughter-in-law.

"Yes. Amun ... Mama's daughter-in-law this one ck ck," giggled in awe, meaning his ex did not necessarily have an assistant make him lazy.

"Mom want me to make you a drink, what? let Laras make it." Laras offers services.

"Em .. may if so make Mama sweet tea with ice cubes and honey a little," pinta bu Rahma while giving the code with her hands.

Laras stared, a moment later making a request from the mother-in-law.

After so, Laras treats Rahma, a middle-aged woman who still looks beautiful and elegant.

"Thank you dear? try Mama tasting. If it feels right, you can ask Mama to be made again!"

"Can! I'll make it later," Laras replied while nodding.

In the corner Mery stood leaning against the wall while crossing her arms across her chest, flicking her lips signifying the dislike of seeing Laras close to Rahma's mother.

"Mama want Mery to get me what? or what do you want to do?" mery asked and sat down near the father-in-law.

"eeh. Mery's! no, thank you. Most of the assistants that you can ask, no need to bother," said Rahma smoothly.

"Oh, okay." Mery faint smile.

"Em .. It feels right! thank you, baby? if you can please make it for Dad, please,. Can do!" staring at the Barrel that helped Susi cook.

Laras.menby. "Oh, yes. "By the barrel make."

Again, Mery's lips pout even more up and down following the words of Rahma who called his love to Laras.

"Why Mer .." scolded the mother Rahma who caught a glimpse of Meri's lips sneered.

"Ah, it's okay Mah!" Mery's a little embarrassed. "I've never been so sweet! any uncleanness in all the in-laws, the servant's mother?" inner Mary.

The barrel is ready to make the drink that the mother-in-law asked for. "This is Ma, should Laras take him to my father's room?" looking at Rahma's mom.

"Oh no! dad's coming here too. Let it be there," Rahma pointed at the table.

Laras nodded then sat down to pour stirring the noodles he had just made, for himself.

"Come on, eat poor rich noodles only" said Mery.

"Why did you, brother? as long as not to be too often, delicious loh there are vegetables as well as pieces of his rags. Hem ... yammy yammy ..." nyerkut mienya with pleasure.

"Iih .. not level," said Mery as he glanced.

"Mama also likes to cook noodles like that." mom Rahma nimbrung Mery and Laras talk. "Before at your age, if now it has been reduced."

"Darling! why the hell would you leave me just like that? can you, huh?" yulia shouted at Ibra who was walking fast.

Making everyone look at the two of them, especially Rahma's mother felt shocked by the arrival of her son and ex who brought noise.

Ibra approached her mother and grabbed a hand to kiss her. "What is Ibra ...?" mama asked Rahma to look closely at the son.

Ibra did not reply, only glancing at the wry-faced Yulia.

Yulia made a sound again, with emotions still bursting out. "Just tonight you must-"

Ibra raised her palm on the wind ....

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