Marriage Contract Letter

Socialite style

Ibra walked in a hurry. Everything that leaves confusion. Dian took her briefcase in the chair next door.

"I'll go first!" dian said after wiping his lips with a tissue.

"Sister! what does Ibra mean, brother?" Yulia started to worry. Afraid how.

"Bene Sister! what does it mean for our husband to talk like that?" mery looked at Dian.

Dian looked at Mery and Yulia alternately. "I don't understand either! maybe you understand yourself," said Dian while raising her shoulder.

Dian's gaze turned to Laras who looked calmer, in Dian's view. The barrel looks strange, more silent and somewhat pale. Then Dian continued his steps.

When you cross Rika! dian's steps stopped. "Mom! please watch over young mistress. He seems to be unwell!"

"Oh well Lady Dian!" bu Rika bowed respectfully.

Dian went to the office. While Yulia and Mery are still busy with their respective thoughts.

Laras moved from his seat after his breakfast was up, was about to wash his food marks. But Susi took.

"Let Susi be young madam! many assistants! so young Madam needn't bother. Enough to do the task in the master's room only," Susi said with a grin.

"No pa-pa, no Sus. I can do it." Barrels kekeh.

"The lady's right! let them do it, this is the order of master and mistress Dian. Young mistress should take a lot of rest. Looks like the young lady is not healthy," added Rika.

"But ... Grandpa?" Baras looked at sayu.

"What will you say, sir! if the young mistress refutes." mom Rika gave a little emphasis.

"Duhh .. It's so good to be a princess?" mery said as she stood up and crossed her arms across her chest.

"Pregnated not yet .. but it has been privileged yes Mer?" yulia nodded.

"What do you mean? I don't feel and don't want to be privileged." Barrel dodging. Looking at both.

"Alaah .. don't be a holy pretender, I know your bad sense is Laras" Mery said.

"You're on purpose, you're looking for Dian's attention, especially from Ibra! ngaku?" accuse Yulia of staring intently.

"What do you mean! ngeroyok Young mistress?" asked Rika looked intently at her two mistresses.

"You! don't interfere! you are just a maid," said Mery, his eyes glaring at Rika's mother.

"Yes! you're just a maid here. So don't be a doubt! we're Ibra's wife, who has the right at any time to fire help like you," hardik Yulia.

"Madamya these two why the hell? if you're the wife of sir. Young mistress is the same as you." Susi nimbrung's.

"The one who has the right to fire us is sir, no one! even if it's his wife. Please ladies meet with mister or mistress Dian. At least I have proof. If Kelian was the one looking for it, did you forget? that in every corner of the room there's his cctv!" said Ms. Rika while glancing at the small object on the top wall.

Everyone glanced at what Rika was showing. Mery and Yulia looked at each other, then they left the place without a word.

"Huus-huus! there go and go and do not come again," said Susi his hand like he was driving away the cat.

Baras smiled at Susi. "What the hell is Sus? you're just like you're throwing away a cat hehehe!"

"Remove! annoying Nyah, just Dian ma'am who judges not like that huh BuRik? hihii." Susi glanced at Rika's mom while grinning.

Bu Rica glared at Susi calling her buRik.

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"Yes already! then ... I'll go to the room first yeah, take a break." The barrel breezes leaving Susi and Miss Rika.

"If there's a pa-pa call us young lady!" said mom Rika. Baras looked back and nodded.

"You want to go to college now, Yul?" mery asked Yulia after being in the lobby.

"Why?" asked Mery in wonder.

"Yes, about Ibra to bring in the lawyer. About what for?"

"Or don't-don't divorce one of his wives times!" keep Mery close.

Yulia was pensive, instantly pecking. Her heart grew anxious, worried that Mery's words were true! and what if he were divorced? ibra is like an ATM running for him.

Mery who was already a few steps ahead of Yulia! also so gawking as he realized what he just said. "Haa... What did I just say?" scratching his head that is not itchy.

"If I had been divorced? did I get the gono gini treasure from Ibra. Where the ATM is thin! because the Dedi asked to buy a motorbike, the family asked to send money again. Make college brothers!" inner Mery clashing arguments. "Did I change my mind once? I'm pregnant, I have a child from Ibra. I must have been joined by Ibra, yeah .. great idea."

Yulia was still standing while thinking. "It seems I have to change this commitment, I have to have a child from Ibra! so that I can be number one in this session. Let the others kick! including Dian." smiled cunningly. "Yes, yeah. That's a brilliant idea. But ... How can I get pregnant? i, KB, after a month Ibra didn't touch me at all!"

Mery's. "Eeh .. It's been a month that Ibra has never touched me! how can I get pregnant? even though I am fertile. If ibra doesn't want to plant the seeds! there's no way I could get pregnant! Ahaa .. it's easy. I went to the doctor to ask for the fertility drug .. about Ibra stay in the sedu! tell me I want to have a child. He must have been willing and welcomed my wishes." Mery nodded and smiled to himself.

The two women were busy with their own daydreams. The two nodded and smiled in a slightly different place.

Mery's in front! yulia was a few steps behind Mery.

Seeing that both of his employers were unmoved, security approached Mery and Yulia. "Sorry Madam! what are? I saw you both standing here!" said scurity.

Mery looks dislike. "Oh. I want to work sir, why would I stand here! trouble, yeah, for you?"

"Yes. Sir, can't ya, stand here?" added Yulia approaching Mery and scurity.

"Bu-not Madam! instead I asked that ..just the next time Madam both need help from me," said the sturdy-bodied security.

"No" said Mery and Yulia.

The security shook his head looking at the two.

"Why shake?" ketus Julie.

"Oh, no Madam. Pall-please? be careful on the road!

Roman's face that looks unfriendly. And both of them took their cars, in the style of a socialite.

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In office! Ibra was struggling with the files piled up on the table. Needs thoroughness. And the signature of an Ibra.

Gts ....

Gts ....

Gts ....

"Can I come in?" zayn stood at the door.

"Just enter!" sahut Ibra keeps his files on the table.

Zayn sat in the chair in front of Ibra. "This boss is the file you asked for and I'll make sure you're satisfied."

"With all the evidence there too?" looking at Zayn with a sharp look.

"Everything is there! no one was left behind" Zayn continued.

"Good!" while nodding.

Zayn pointed out the contents of the file he had brought to Ibra, and Ibra rubbed his head. But Ibra's jaw hardened, her hands clenched. His heart was tight, not accepting the betrayal of one of his wives ....

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