Marriage Contract Letter

Wild female

Zayn who stood behind Ibra laughed so favourably ha ha ha ...

Ibra looked back at Zayn's wonder. But then he understood why Zayn was laughing. Ibra shook her head and immediately got into her private car.

Withholding his laughter! Zayn entered and sat behind the steering wheel, seconds later turning the steering wheel, going very fast, as fast as the arrow released from his bow.

Yulia and Mery waved their hands. After Ibra left with her assistant, they left the place.

"Sister Yulia don't disturb my plans. I want Ibra to sleep with me tonight, so don't bother me" Mery said as she walked over to Yulia.

"Just kid, don't want to know. Ibra should be with me tonight" Yulia said.

"It's been a long time, brother! he didn't sleep with me" Mery said slowly.

"The same time, he didn't come to me either, so .. tonight he has to be with me. Oya you, the third so, I first. You'll be tomorrow, okay?" pat Mery on the shoulder.

After Ibra left at the tail of his two wives. Laras asked the fruit that had been to Susi. Susi also immediately provide it at the table. Baras immediately ate it together with the assistants.

"Madam! don't eat too much acid! get hull later! especially young mistress is like unwell. Tuan advised that the Madam should check her health to the doctor," said Rika looked at Laras who was so greedy eating rujak.

Baras returned Rika's gaze. "I'm fine with BuRik."

"Is Madam sadang cravings?" ask Rika suspicious.

Baras gasps! he looked up. "Haa ..why?" repeat Rika's words.

Bu Rika nodded. "Yes. Is the young lady cravings?"

"I don't know." Laras.

"Yes already! Madam has to rest a lot." He finds Susi and sends Laras to her room.

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Zayn's still messing around. Remembering that one. When Ibra looked confused.

"You! keep laughing, I fire later, too" said Ibra annoyed.

"Ha ha ha .. You are smart to argue with your colleagues. But there was nothing in front of the two females." Zayn chuckles. But his eyes remained focused on the streets.

"Ah ... come on! how'd you find the other evidence?" ibra asked while leaning her head against the seat.

"It has. Later you can see how it is outside, like a rotating trophy. Anyone can enjoy their beauty! i'm astonished. Where did Dian get that female?" Zayn.

Ibra was upset. How can it be like this, so the women's game. But blame anyone for free!

Arriving at the office! Ibra and Zayn talked about the company and the new evidence from one of his wives.

"New one! in the pending first, we focus on the old problems. We have to finish one." Ibra sighed deeply then exhaled violently.

"OKAY. If so .. I go back to the room first. Next week, don't forget about Germany. All the necessities I've prepared, you just leave." Zayn.

"How many tickets?" ask Ibra.

"You can bring one of your wives."

"Whoa, sure! why do I have many wives? sleep by yourself! I have to wait outside. There's no wife at home." He turned towards Zayn.

"Or maybe .. You'll take your wild female, that ha ha ha ...."

Ibra. His gaze came out the window.

"I know who you're going to bring! if it's not the first wife, it's the young wife you're taking. Aye, right?" Zayn grinned and saw Ibra smiling behind the hands near his lips.

"Eh, how does your young wife feel, is that?" ask Zayn.

"What do you mean? don't be so rude!" timpal Ibra's.

"Ha ha ha .." again Zayn laughed as he sauntered from the place.

Ibra opens the file that is piled up on the table.

Gts ....

Gts ....

Gts ....

"Darling, still busy?" he approached Ibra and leaned forward! kissing left and right cheeks Ibra.

"Yes, tumben's coming?" ask Ibra wonder.

"You go home together! besides kangen too," softly Dian did not hesitate, sitting on Ibra's lap.

"Oh, baby don't gini dong! I still have a lot to do." Ibra slightly pushed his wife's body.

Dian stroked the head up Ibra's cheek very, very gently. "Aren't you missing me, dear?"

"Night, shall we be together ..." Ibra kept Dian's hand away from her cheek.

"Yes, but, tonight it's your turn to be either Yulia or Mery. So I'm gonna miss you" Dian's spoiled voice, wrapped her hands around Ibra's neck.

"Let me finish this job first! we'll go home together. Okay?" bujuk Ibra's. "You rest inside. I'll call you later."

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"Em ... Equally you break it," sulked spoiled.

"Darling ...."

"Yes, yes .. I go in first, rest inside," lazily slumped into the room.

Ibra looked at Dian's back, then continued her much work.

It was late in the afternoon when it was 17:00. Ibra wriggling. "Aah .. It's afternoon." Glanced towards the room where Dian was resting inside.

He stood near the resting place. Dian looks good in bed. Ibra closed the door and locked it.

Ibra's steps stopped at the edge of the bed. "Dear wake! it's late in the afternoon, he said he'd like to go home?" slightly shake Dian's shoulder. But Dian was just squirming.

Ibra laid her body! slanting hugged Dian's shoulder that was still closed. "Wake up .. we go home."

"Hem ... still sleepy!" turning around and hugging Ibra very tightly.

Ibra bites Dian's shoulder gnashed, making Dian sling. Glared at Ibra who grinned in satisfaction. "What the hell?" hitting a pillow on Ibra. Ibra snatched the pillow from Dian's hand, Dian quickly tickled Ibra's waist. Until wriggling amusedly.

Then Ibra grabbed Dian's hand and hugged her body so tightly that Dian had trouble letting go. "No too? geez!" ibra locked his wife's hands and body. Dian.

"Yes, my dear! geez," said Dian, drowning her face in Ibra's neck.

"Awas ya tickling again?"continued Ibra, her lips piercing the smooth neck of Dian's row. His hairstyle is simple, short as a shoulder.

Finally the embrace turned comfortable, reflected in his mind mother. Memories of the past! where the first married, both of them enjoyed their happiness in the household. But as time went on, slowly everything changed. Especially after knowing Dian is barren! all changed until 95% Dian prefers to be busy outside and many times find himself married again.

Just to get a baby, without having a divorce between them. But all is not as smooth or as planned.

Sometimes Ibra's heart cries without the heart to share the love of other women. Ibra's heart cries when it remembers the reality of Dian. Ibra knows exactly how Dian feels all this time, behind her sincere it all. Resist disappointment! disappointed? because he could not give offspring to himself. Injured? because I have to share a husband.

Ibra's hand stroked Dian's short hair gently. Another hand rubbed his back.

Dian is so comfortable in her husband's arms, it just wants her to feel it. There is no need for another woman to feel the warm embrace of her husband. Pain, sadness, hurt. Disappointed and not feeling let alone her name, when imagining her husband in the arms of another woman. Or fuck a woman other than herself.

"When? it's late in the afternoon" whispered Ibra without letting go of a hug.

Dian even locked her arms! it feels like this hug doesn't have to end when it's just to hug another woman. "Still missing!" put her face on her husband's shoulder.

Ibra kissed Dian's head many times. "Hehehe .. lest long gini! someone will wake up." Ibra's getting tense.

Dian looks up. Looking at the netra, Ibra's eyes were very fixed, close his lips to Ibra's lips. A few moments linked to each other to taste the sweetness, Hand Ibra also guerrilla everywhere.

But while enjoying each other's game, Ibra's cell phone ringing interfered. Make them gasp the game was stopped ....

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