Marriage Contract Letter

Shrimp in the pan

Ibra puts both palms on the table. His gaze stared blankly, his constantly turbulent heart unable to be expressed in words.

"One of your wives will be banished! get out of the house, just one or two. That's when you choose both. If I think so, you'll have a hard time making a choice between the two!" zayn's eyes poked at Ibra.

Ibra poked her tongue while looking at Zayn who she felt was ignorant. "Yeah! sok knows you. But ... true as well!"

"I know your brain, which has started to fall in love with your young wife, is! what am I, bro?" zayn was so know.

"Ah, could be." Ibra put on her smile, looking out the window.

Some time later Ibra reopened the file that Zayn had brought. Ibra opened the photos one by one, a photo where one of his wives was close to a man and even the sex scene was there.

"You will soon feel the consequences! from what you do. I will not hesitate to throw yourself out of my life, forever" Ibra murmured.

"That's my new friend .. don't want to be played by a woman whose life is also in your hands! when you throw! gradually his life will fall apart. I can't imagine how bad her life is, and she's gonna be at your feet, bro!" Zayn was so sure, and Ibra just glanced at him.

"The man was a student, who met every day and spent time together. The woman is actually a poisonous snake that will one day swallow you up. From now on they've been putting together a plan to get what they want, so if you're a year or two late! could-can you-"

"Enough! don't continue anymore. I understand what you're thinking. Still lucky! she wouldn't want to conceive my child, if only the opposite? I can't imagine that." Ibra.

Zayn nodded his head. "When are you going to act, by the way?"

"In a moment, until I find the right time. I don't want to rush into making decisions" Ibra said.

"Oh." Zayn nodded.

"Please order me a beautiful rose and say happy birthday! the 25th of February the 22nd tomorrow, for someone."

Zayn frowned! wonder. "Who's it for? do you want to give your wife that last memory!"

"You know! later I chat via WhatsApp only," said Ibra while pulling the corner of his lips.

"okay."

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In the orchard. Baras and Susi are picking new mangoes. "That's Sus! the young, the rich are good when in the rujak." The barrel pointed at the young mango.

"This one too! which is clumsy, delicious madam when in rujak," said Susi.

"okay! peanut sauce is Sus?" Barrels repeatedly swallowed his saliva that was about to come out. I can't stand the thought of eating that meal.

"Yes. Madam, Susi's gonna make some good chili."

"Thank you?" while eating fresh fruit! the meticulous results from the tree are direct.

"Em ... delicious .. sweet .. once!" mumbled Laras while closing his eyes how very enjoy the fruit. Add the breeze that is as breezy as it greets the skin. "Hem ...."

"It's enough, ma'am, it's good we go home. Later the hunt is hot," said Susi while carrying a fruit basket.

"Yeah!" sahut Laras while chewing apples.

"Mistress?" call Susi from behind.

"Yes, what's up Sus?" Laras looked back.

"Can! i asked?"

"Em. Want to ask what that is?" sahut Laras while walking.

"Eh ... Madam's at home here?" ask Susi.

"Be-at home, if not at home I definitely ask to be moved. To the north pole hahaha," said Laras with a laugh.

"Ah. Madam could have. Far away if moving to the north pole? there's just one." Susi nodded and shook her head.

After some time, they finally reached the kitchen. Susi immediately washed the fruit and cut it into small pieces. While Baras to the room want to prepare! ibra will be home soon for lunch.

The ringing of the phone reads the notification sign coming in, and it's from Malik Ibrahim.

Ibra: "Do you want me to bring you something?"^^^

^^^Laras: "No. Sir, I don't want anything!"^^^

Ibra: "Yakin?^^^

^^^Laras: "Yakin, sir, I don't want anything."^^^

^^^"Yes, that's." Ibra hung up on her phone.^^^

"What try? bewildered! all are available." Laras opens the door to the room, heading for the elevator to welcome Ibra home.

Apparently in the lobby. Mery and Yulia were waiting for Ibra's return. "Tumbens! is the clock on the Missions? usually also the most met when the time of night comes, "inner Laras.

"The two wolf tumbens are already in the Madam's mension! usually also the most night just look at them," the sound of Rika's mother shrieked.

Laras glanced at the Rika maam standing nearby. "Yes, really BuRik! my mind is the same."

"It looks like there are shrimp in the pan," continued Rika again.

"Haha! in fried dong BuRik?" Laras carved his smile.

"Em .. I mean there is a certain meaning," timpal bu Rika. His eyes watched his two masters who were several meters away from where he stood.

"Don't be so bad! naturally, they are master's wives. Maybe they want to be better than before. Want to be a good wife." said Laras think positive only.

Bu Rica looked at Laras very closely, saying inwardly. "This is the man whose mind is straight. He knew they liked the nyinyir! and I know who they really are."

In the place where Yulia and Mery stood. They argue with each other.

"Tumben you're at home at this hour? no photo shoot what! or not doing it yet?" yulia's voice was a bit cynical.

Mery snorting. "Hi ... What do you mean? Tumben is also in the Mension! usually busy in univ! and what did you do yourself in broad daylight wearing that thin shirt? not in place time .. ah."

"I took half a day of college. That's why I'm ready to welcome my husband, look at my seductive appearance isn't it?" obviously Yulia, while paying attention to her own appearance.

"You ... must not sell? so this hour is in the Missions! would you take the husband's heart too?" yulia asked looking at Mery.

"Just kid, you said I didn't do anything! time yes anyway. I'm obviously pretty, sweet. Interesting, body bohai. What is less hem?" ketus Mery while showing her body that is bohai.

The motor car enters the wide courtyard, the front one! ibra's car was driven by Zayn.

Ibra walked gallantly, authoritatively exuding his charisma, entering the lobby. Seeing Laras and buRik is common! but when I saw Yulia and Mery were there to welcome him. Ibra was clearly astonished.

"Tumben they're in the Missions, and welcome me all? anywhere this whole time!" mumbling Ibra in heart.

The first barrel greets Ibra and kisses the back of Ibra's hand. Followed by Yulia and Mery! follow-up imitated the behavior of Laras when welcoming Ibra home.

"Tumben you two are there? usually out of nowhere?" firmly Ibra looked at the two expressionlessly.

"Okay, baby .. Is it just Laras who can be in the session and welcome you home?" sahut Yulia holding Ibra's hand to the right.

"Yes, can I not welcome my beloved husband and serve him?" continued Mery tangled in Ibra's left hand.

Ibra was fed up with the words of both. But he must take care of the image when among his colleagues.

"Ehem," dehem Zayn who walked behind Ibra.

Ibra looked back. "You accompany the others! I'm gonna take a shower first."

Zayn nodded and passed ahead of Ibra with the others.

Then glanced at Laras who walked with buRik. "Clearned! as always, prepare my needs!" ibra firmly while removing his hands from Yulia and Mery.

"Darling! let me get it ready, okay?" Yulia blocks Ibra's move ....

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I wonder how much I love this novel? so everyone who reads please comment yes 🙏 this for my encouragement to write.