Marriage Contract Letter

Enchanted

Ibra raised her palm on the wind.

"Enough! I am the head of the household here, so I also have the right to determine whatever I want. And it's right to give the house rules, not you, okay?" looking at Yulia.

Yulia fell silent, looking at everyone who was there, including Mery and Laras as if watching a movie scene. "What look-look?" his eyes glared perfectly. Then in a fit of annoyance he stomped his feet on the floor and hurried off to leave the room.

Ibra. Now it was Mery's turn to approach Ibra's sagging in his hand. "Darling! how can I go home with Yulia?"

"So come to the office! so we went home together! but not together anyway. Separate the car as well" Ibra explained.

"Oh ... Why the storm?" mama Rahma was curious.

Ibra shut up for a second. "It's usually Mah's personal matter." Ibra doesn't want to tell the details.

Laras occasionally glanced at Ibra. "Say the other wife doesn't like going to the office why is Yulia there?" batin Laras recalled Yulia's disheveled appearance.

"Dear to eat now? I'll get ya." Mery took the plate and poured the rice as well as the side dishes.

Ibra did not answer, his eyes glanced at Laras who was also staring, so they sat in the eye for a moment then Laras lowered his head and put a spoon containing noodles into his mouth.

"Why shut up? why don't you get me dinner" Ibra murmured inwardly as she stared at Laras.

Sighing. Ibra pushes the plate that Mery treats. "I lack appetite" his eyes noticed the Laras eating. Ibra's long hand took the bowl got the barrel. "It looks good too."

Ibra directly devoured the noodles that stayed half that. Laras bengong did not think that Ibra would take her noodles.

Mery looked upset. Ibra does not taste the food she gives, but rather eats used Laras noodles.

Rahma smiled at the son. "You like noodles, honey? you used to hate seeing vegetable noodles!"

Ibra sipped her broth until she was left. "Yeah! yes, Mah, but that was before. Now I like it."

"What, sir don't like noodles? but why is it a toilet. I'm not full yet." The barrel swallows his salivary looking at his noodles staying bowl.

"Will you add any more?" laras asked Ibra, who looked hungry.

Ibra opened her suit. "Can! that was like just now, huh?" keep a suit on the chair.

Baras nodded, then moved from sitting. Cooking noodles for Ibra.

From far away Marwan approached the dining table. "Have you come home?" glanced at Ibra who was sitting leaning back.

"It has. Well," said Ibra.

"Well, this is a tea made in Baras, try it sweet!" momma gave sweet tea to her husband.

"Rem ... You try it?" drink a little, in the chips first. "Em .. fitting, delicious," while nodding slowly.

"Well, I said it was also fitting," said Ms. Rahma as she turned to Laras who was cooking noodles, and just turned her head for a while and focused on cooking.

Ibra looked at his parents who seemed to like his fourth wife. The barrel!

"Please sir, the noodles are ready!" laras said to serve in front of Ibra.

Ibra. "Thank you?" then stir the noodles that are still steaming.

Mery watched with a feeling of mumps, a stifled rage. Seeing Ibra eating noodles. While the food he deliberately took was not ignored at all.

"Darling, who's going to sleep tonight? mery asked after seeing Ibra finish her meal.

Ibra took a drink and gulped it until a quarter was left. "Tonight I want to be alone. Tired!" sahut Ibra's.

Everyone was silent with their thoughts. Ibra also stood snatching her suit on the next chair, turning to her parents who were still eating. "I go to the room first. Mah. Pah," as it passed.

Five steps later Ibra stopped! looking towards Laras. "Prepare warm water! in my private room." Ibra said then continued her steps.

"Okay Sir! Laras also followed Ibra, before Laras pampit first on the in-laws who were responded with a nod.

The in-laws turned to hear Mery mutter, then they both looked at each other. Then Rahma smiled and said. "Not like a maid, but it's also good, the wife obeys the husband. Mery Handari," Rahma's mom put a little emphasis. With the words Mery Handari.

"Lohs. A lot of assistants" exclaimed Mery glancing at the assistants preparing for dinner.

Marwan and Rahma shook their heads while looking at each other. Because the meal is over! Marwan and Rahma got up from their seats and left the place.

Only Mery, who had a bad face, was stirring up food. "So don't eat!" slightly stomping the spoon onto the plate, made the assistants startle and turned towards Mery.

Mery felt in the sight of many eyes, moving his blind eyes to look at the assistants. Mery finally rounded her eyes perfectly on them all looking down except for Rika and Susi.

"Don't be too glaring at Madame Mery! later his eyes jump, berabe loh," said bu Rika with a relaxed tone.

Mery was upset. "Hi ... don't bother being a confidant here? I'm here Hostess so don't be so presumptuous!"

"Yes Madam!" said Rika while continuing to eat, in the other maja.

"Hem ... The maid's just a doubt!" obviously Mary while leaving.

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Ibra, who was in a private room, was disarming. Laras prepares warm water in the bath hub for Ibra. Then Barrel came out of the bathroom.

Open the door! Barrel found a scene that really makes the heart beat so fast. Found Ibra not wearing clothes and he immediately grabbed a towel wrapped around his waist, after consciously seeing Laras standing and looking away.

The barrel walked quickly to the ward robe to prepare a nightgown for Ibra.

"Don't you go down? didn't you see it and .. enjoy," murmured Ibra with a grin. Seeing the street down.

Baras was worried there was fear but ridiculous. The barrel went into the ward robe to take Ibra's nightgown, after which Baras could take her to the bed in the store there.

Then Laras walked closer to the exit, but from the bathroom was heard the sound of ibra.

"Just wait there! don't come out yet" cried Ibra from the inside.

"Aish ... What else is it? everything I have prepared as well," Laras grumbled as he turned his body closer to the sofa. Dropped his body there.

"eeh! know where I'm going to get out? what's in the bathroom there's a cctv what!" Laras turned his head towards the door of the room which turned out to be half open.

"Basic ... deserve to know I'm out?" muttered Laras while shaking his head. The barrel turns on the television.

About 10 minutes later Ibra emerged from behind the bathroom door bare-chested her hands wagging her wet hair.

The barrel was fascinated to see him until he did not blink. It's worth it if it is valued by many women, it's dirty, handsome face. Body shape sixpack body.

Ibra watched Laras who looked at her unblinkingly. "Absmacked huh?" raise his eyebrows.

"Eeh ... e-no, it's normal!" Barrel was nervous and turned his face away.

"It's okay too," while sitting near Laras.

Laras was more and more angry to see Ibra, instead of dressing and dudu at his side. "Master put on a shirt and sing in the wind!" said Laras while looking down.

"Later on," stretched out his arms while sitting leaning back.

Ibra's hand slowly touched Laras's shoulder, making Laras gasp and turn his head and Ibra's face alternated. "W-what did you tell me to wait? all your needs have been prepared there!"

Ibra's eyes stared fixedly at the face of the beautiful and sweet Laras. This time the wavy hair was fastened neatly, impressively simple.

The Netra of Ibra's eyes continued to move, observing the one before him. Laras's heart grew increasingly erratic, as his finger touched Laras's chin, Ibra's face drew closer. Laras looked at the netra of Ibra's eyes which continued to move around her face.

So close the breath was sweeping each other's skin. So that feels strange swishings on their bodies, the longer the closer the lips of both. Almost touching it, they were shocked by the voice of Ibra's cell phone ....

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