Marriage Contract Letter

Why shame

From afar there was someone watching Laras. He even pointed his cellphone camera at Laras who was talking to Hendar.

"Now, right?" laras said as he walked back to his room, when he wanted to go down the stairs to meet Mery who was standing across his hands.

"Where early in the morning? dating yes!" with a cynical tone.

Barrel looked at Mery. "Sister Mery what does that mean? early in the morning it was a storm! I went to the park to exercise instead of dating."

"Hem .. No thief wants to tell me! if all of me is bad! full prison," still a cynical tone.

"The reality is so, '" said Laras again.

"I have proof that you're close to the gardener, and I'll show Ibra. So that you can be kicked out of this house" continued Mery while removing his cell phone, showing a photo Laras laughing with the gardener.

Baras glared, there's just this reset this one guy. Baras smiled mockingly. "That! will you make proof that I'm dating her? please do! I'm not scared at all. Because the photo will not prove anything," said Laras as he sauntered down the stairs.

Mery's getting furious. "yes too! this picture won't prove anything, but I'll try to show it to Ibra."

Barrels directly into the kitchen to make your own breakfast, delicious early in the morning make toast jam srikaya.

There her in-laws were having breakfast, Rahma turned to Laras with a smile. "Clearned! here's breakfast together. Where's ibra? isn't he up yet, taking a day off."

The barracks are approaching. "Em ... Yesterday, when Laras came out of the room he was not awake, I think let it be, it's a work holiday."

"Yes Mah let it be, especially if last night was given overtime with Laras. He must be tired" said Marwan, glancing at his wife.

"Oh, yes. Last night at the love overtime, didn't you?" asked Rahma slowly to Laras while grinning.

The barrel of confusion, then shook slowly. "What's the hell?" inner Barrel.

Morning Mah. huh?" greet Yulia who looks like she just woke up.

"By the morning, baby, just woke up?" lirih ma Rahma.

"Yes Mah! not feeling well," said Yulia a little complaining.

"Better dong! do not be allowed, later the continuity," continued Ms. Rahma.

"Yes, the same Ibra Mah" said Yulia while pouring warm tea. "Last night my head got dizzy, you idiot! in love it refuses, "inward Yulia.

"You just woke up?" mery's mom looked over at Mery's arrival.

"Me! it's been Mah," said Mery. "Not seen what, I'm beautiful like this? you're the one who just woke up!" he murmured in the heart.

"Oh, yes, it's beautiful! is there a show today?" ask Rahma again.

Mery nodded. "Yes, there's a photo shoot later at 09:00 so I'm going Mah."

"Oh .. when it is Sunday, time for family gatherings or holidays together," continued Ms. Rahma back.

"Ibra also does not want to take us for a walk or vacation. Just walk alone." Mery put both of his shoulders up.

"Em .. That's it, take it. Who knows he wants, as long as not busy time just invite him." lirih bu Rahma in between eating.

"Well, by the way, have you two any signs of having a baby?" ask Marwan.

Yulia and Mery looked at each other, while Laras was making toast some distance away.

Both shakes. "Not yet Pah," said Mery.

"Especially now Ibra is difficult to be invited to do so! make bete," said Yulia his face looks upset.

"Hahaha .. Is that it?" mr. Marwan laughed loudly until he coughed.

"Dad ... This is nothing! laugh to the side" said Rahma while giving warm tea.

"What the hell is it! is there anything funny?" Yulia was astonished and Mery nodded.

Laras approaching. "Why Mah?" staring worried.

"Not knowing it's dad!" sahut ma'am Rahma.

After breakfast everything disperse, and Laras returned to his room. Wanna see if Ibra's up yet.

Now Laras was in his room, sure Ibra was still sleeping soundly. "Master! wake Sir. It's noon! not breakfast yet."

I felt someone shake his shoulder. Ibra opened her eyes and wriggled deliciously. "Hem ... What time is it?"

Barrel glanced at the wall clock. "at 07:30" Mr."

"Why just wake me up?"

"I think Mister today, it's a holiday so let's just sleep until noon. But ... Sir has not had breakfast," said Laras.

Ibra sat on the shoulder of the bed, looking at Laras who was wearing a sports suit. "Where!" while yawning.

"So a little run in the park, keep having breakfast with Mama and the others."

"Hem .. that is," again Ibra yawned.

"I want to make this bed, sir. Bathe there, his wife is waiting" said Laras standing by the bed.

"You! my wife, but I don't want to sleep. Must be forced to first want him," stared intently at the barrel.

Laras smiled thinly while saying. "Shame!"

"Thy? I have seen and felt it too. Why shame!" timpal Ibra as he approached, grabbed Laras' hand. He pulled her to sit next to him.

Laras also obeyed. "Where if we do it now? we haven't had a shower!" whisper Ibra in the ear Barrel, making the body Laras stiff. Both of them stared at each other, both began to have a sense of turmoil that adorned his body.

Netra Ibra's eyes moved staring at the T-shirt Laras was wearing. His hand touched the T-shirt, pulled up to open it. But he broke it. "Can't you?" he whispered and put a little touch in his ear.

Barrel bit his lower lip, his mind drifting. Remembering said Dian who wanted to immediately get good news from him.

Ibra was more anxious to see it. Because Laras did not respond to anything Ibra pulled Laras' shoulder to lie down, she immediately locked it with her body. Laras just stared at the man who was holding his body at this time, his duty is only to serve and give children.

Slowly! but surely. Ibra fondled the young wife who entrusted her first wife to give her children.

Laras just kept quiet and followed what Ibra craved from him. There was no sound other than the coarse breathing from the noses of the two.

Ibra unbuttoned her shirt, the heat began to strike! strange waves were felt Baras. She bit her lower lip and saw Ibra undressing her, just as Ibra was about to undress downstairs.

A boisterous voice rang out from behind the door, making Ibra undo her intentions.

"Darling! you up yet? I'm not feeling well" Yulia's screams.

Hearing that Ibra threw her body sitting down! holding his forehead and a little in the massage. "Okay .. There's just a nuisance."

Baras is awake! fortunately, he was still wearing full clothes. Just messy. Indeed Laras also somehow felt there was a little annoyed, disappointed. But it can't be anything.

Laras takes the Ibra shirt that was thrown, given to Ibra and helps put it back on. "That's your wife, ask to be spoiled for times" said Laras while putting Ibra's shirt buttons.

Ibra looked at Laras closely. "You jealous?" raise the chin of Laras with his finger.

"Haa .. jealousy? n-no. Why am I jealous." Barrel dodging.

"Dear wake! it was noon now," Yulia's voice sounded again. "Darling ... wake up!" yulia's hand smacked the door.

Blake it!

The door was opened by Ibra with disheveled hair, a tangled or sour face. "What makes a storm."

Yulia's eyes winked into the room, apparently Laras was making the bed. "Darling! i-i"

Ibra immediately pulled Yulia's hand and walked over with a foot to leave Laras' room. Inside out! somehow Laras heart a little sick, disappointed that he did not understand why ....

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