Marriage Contract Letter

She's pretty too

The barrel that rushed out of the room, leaving Ibra, his heart seemed to want to jump around. Thumping so fast dag dig dug like a bedug in the tabuh, not because. Baras continued his steps towards the mushola.

After the isya prayer. Laras did not directly enter his room but to the park, which is in the building. The barrel sits on a chair looking at the flowers that look very beautiful in the eye.

"The flowers are so beautiful, eh lord Ibra is asleep yet huh?" muttered Laras "Uuh .. I am not ready to give my chastity to Mr Ibra now, but ... what about my contract? aihs .. I could be put in jail as mad as I was." The barrel moved from his seat, walking away from the place.

Arriving at the door, Laras stood for a moment. Pensive there, slowly holding the door handle click The barrel turn and the door opens, the lights inside are dim. Laras wished Ibra had not slept in this room, "Hopefully he slept with his other wife" Laras murmured.

But what Laras saw, on the bed lay a man bare-chested, Ibra sleeping in his room Laras. With hesitation Laras approached the bed, in view of his sleeping Ibra. Suddenly he shuddered and immediately took a pillow. Approaching the sofa Laras will sleep there.

"I don't want to, sleep with him, I'm not ready, my God .. sleep here alone," he patted a pillow on the sofa and slept with a blanket from the closet. At first it is difficult to sleep but long sleep too.

After the Barrel fell asleep. Ibra woke up rubbing her eyes looking at the empty side, even the pillow was gone. Ibra sat her gaze sweeping across every corner of the room, until her gaze came upon the Sofa that Laras slept on. "Did the girl sleep on the couch?" mummy Ibra. The barrel sleeps in a blanket to the head.

Ibra got off her feet on the floor. Approaching Laras, he noticed it from end to end. Ibra's hand pulled the blanket coincidentally fitting his head Laras, looked at carefully. Ibra crouched down wanting to more clearly look at Laras' face.

"She's beautiful too, you stupid girl, willing to be married by my old wife" Ibra murmured.

The barrel suddenly opened its eyes. Ibra's face was just a few feet away from her face. Baras was shocked not to play. "A-you're doing what? what are you doing to me?" Baras woke up sitting hugging the blanket on his chest.

"You think I'm doing you haah! look dong yourself, are there any signs of being exhausted in any-apain?" hardik Ibra stood up and sat down on the sofa next door.

Barrel saw his body under the blanket. Surely there was no sign of him thinking, his eyes looking at Ibra again.

"Hem! you think I'll rape you while sleeping, no miss. Why do I rape people who are sleeping, will feel the need of a banana tree. Not good, cold. It's nothing like an inanimate object" Ibra smiled cynically.

"Keep Master what, near me?" Barrel with a curious tone.

"But .. i-" Laras became speechless, not continuing.

"Take me eat? hungry," said Ibra.

"But sir, it's already night," Laras looked back.

"I know it's already night so I told you to prepare for me. Because people are already at rest" Ibra said.

Baras flicked the blanket and stood about to go to the kitchen, he hurriedly approached the door.

"Wait?" scream Ibra.

Barrels reversing bodies. "What else?"

"Oh, no. Please walk! my spiel is hungry,"

The barrel opens the door, then closes back. "Uuh .. do not know what people sleepy, gini nights ask for food," grumbled Laras. Keep walking towards the kitchen, the lights are turned off, "Which is dark again, basic .. why don't you take it yourself anyway."

Finally in the kitchen. The barrel opened the serving hood at the table, then took some rice and some menu. "I don't know what her favorite, ah stupid, has been taken too," continued to grumble.

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