Marriage Contract Letter

Hot water

Ibra turned her face to any place. His attitude is getting cold. "Congratulations ah, sleep!"

He laid his body next to Julia. Yulia became more and more anxious as she shook Ibra's shoulder. "Darling! ayok .. don't be cold like this, how can I get pregnant if you're cold baby?"

But Ibra did not budge even more closed his eyes. The tiredness he felt from earlier still enveloped him.

"Wake up! don't sleep first, wake up that ..." more shaking Ibra's hand. Makes Ibra feel disturbed.

Ibra opened her eyes and woke up. "Can't you? don't bother me! I'm sleepy, we can talk tomorrow. I'm tired."

"But ... How is this?" remove the blanket from his body. "Are you not interested in me anymore?" close his body to Ibra.

For a moment Ibra looked at Yulia very closely. "Tomorrow, we'll talk. Now I'm tired, just close your body, get in the wind."

Ck ck ck Yulia clucked in annoyance. Hugging the body of Ibra who was willing to lie back down, looking at Yulia's behavior like that! Ibra was getting disgusted. Considering he cheated on her behind his back.

Ibra's hand pushed both of Yulia's shoulders and covered her body with a blanket. "Sleep .. Don't make me angry! just keep the dandy of your body." and then go back to breaking his body. Pulling the blanket up to cover her head, sleeping on her back, Yulia who stared intently at herself.

Yulia threw her pillow on the floor. The roll is also not separated from the tantrum. Screaming and shuffling her hair in frustration.

Behind the blanket. Ibra smiled, hearing Yulia like a frustrated person. "This is just the beginning! not yet next."

Early in the morning, Laras woke up. Rubbing his eyes looking right and left. "Where is this? oh. Yes in master's room." wagging the blanket! but he is still innocent. Take clothes on the floor.

Rushed down. "I have to clean up in my room. Let's come back here again to clean up." Baras immediately swung his steps out of Ibra's room.

Barrel half ran towards his room. He found some assistants cleaning up.

Till room. Barrel directly into the bathroom to clean under the warm shower. When he finished, he fulfilled his duty as a Muslim. Continue tidying up his room.opening the curtains and inhaling some fresh air for a while on the balcony.

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Nausea attacks Laras. Jump to the bathroom ohek ohek ohek throw his entrails in the sink. until remove the bitter yellow water from his stomach.

Head is a little dizzy. "Oh Allah .. Am I really pregnant? if yes. I don't know if I should be happy or sad?" looking at his face in the mirror.

Go back to the room, get some drinking water and immediately gulp it down. His heart is so ungodly, anxious. Sit her body in the chair for a moment. A few moments later he stood back up and walked towards the door.

"For the young mistress?" greet Susi when she saw Laras walking across her.

"Oh, morning too Sus. Diligent nih," said Laras while stopping his steps standing in front of Susi.

"Hehehe. Madam! not a job, but it has become a job. It's Susi's job." Susi chuckles.

"Oh, yes. Yes already! I also want to clean up," continued his steps.

"Welcome to work, madam!" peek at Susi from behind.

Laras smiled as he looked at Susi. Arriving in Ibra's room. Baras immediately cleaned the bed picking up dirty clothes in his soak in the bathroom for a while while brushing the toilet.

Out washing! he opened the curtains and swept. There was a crackling of steps from behind the door, approaching and clicking the sound of the doorknob on the turn, appeared Ibra with the face of his pillow.

"Master! just awake?" reprimand Laras turned to Ibra who was temporarily sitting his body on the sofa.

"Hem ..." glanced at Laras. "Are you awake?"

"Oh .. when you don't see! I'm tidy like this?" sahut Laras while observing his appearance.

Ibra squinted her eyes. "Oh, I'm beautiful. Will I make bitter coffee?" murmured Ibra while walking to the bathroom.

Laras nodded. And take care of his duties again. A few minutes later! all work in Ibra's room is done. Barrel left the room. Barrel walked towards the kitchen.

"What is the young lady there?" rika's reprimand stared at Laras who was on her back.

The barrel turned her head to Rika's mom. "It's BuRik. I'm making bitter coffee master! he told me to make it for him."

"Oh .." mom Rika nodded. "Be careful with the hot water, ma'am!"

"Yes Burik!" while turning his body poured hot water into a cup.

Mery strode with a gurgle towards Laras to fetch some warm water as well, but his hand nudged the elbow of the hand of Laras who was holding the coffee cup, no doubt the coffee cup was spilled and the water is still smoky hot watering the right foot of Laras.

Make the barrel scream small. "Awww... hot!" directly crouched holding his feet that were exposed to hot coffee water.

Mery surprised. "Oh. I-i'm sorry! not intentionally."

The assistants panicked, including Rika's mother approaching and crouched down. "Mrs why?"

"Watering coffee, hot." Barrels grimacing in pain.

"Oh my goodness .. How is this?" mom Rika is panicking. While Mery did not expect it to happen like that, usually he just sat in a chair waiting at the same assistant service.

Ibra's walking towards the kitchen! seeing the commotion there, it further accelerated its pace. Up near Mery stand. He saw Laras crouching holding his right leg while groaning in pain Ibra was immediately shocked. "Why?" the assistant over there gave Ibra a place.

Baras did not answer just whimpering hotly, and his eyes were already glazed. Ibra raised her hands that were covering her legs, how surprised Ibra saw the skin of Laras's legs reddened and still left smoke. Ms. Rika would wash it with cold water.

Ibra immediately carried Laras ala bridal, quickly carried him to the living room sofa. "Pick up ointment. Not water," pinta Ibra half-cried in panic worried Laras to napa-napa.

Ma Rika and the others panicked. Finding an ointment in every medicine drawer that happens to be, if you need it hard! as if lost from sight even though there is.

Baras continued to whimper in pain. "Hot. Pain ..." kept whimpering while crying.

Ibra crouched down, raised the legs of Laras. Blow it slowly. Can't bear to see him moaning.

Finally, Rika brought ointment. Given to Ibra. Ibra immediately applied the ointment? to the ankle of Laras who blistered up near his fingers, smeared everything. Still a severe profit just next door, on the other leg there are only a few red dots.

Barrels back screech. "A ... w. Perih, hot ...sick," his eyes increasingly emanate flowing on the cheeks.

Netra ibra's eyes moved looking at the crying Laras. I really can't see it! he rubbed his tears very gently. "Calm down! soon there was also a loss of heat and pain," Ibra's voice was very subtle and pulled Laras' head into his arms.

Meri who stood up, looking at the incident so smiled satisfied and her lips sneered. "So it's spoiled! get attention."

At the end of the room Dian watched from the start Ibra carried Laras to the sofa until there was a scene hugging the head of Laras. Dian's heart was crying, seeing her husband so attentive and her gentle attitude towards Laras. His lips trembled, his eyes looking up at the ceiling. Holding back so that her tears don't come out.

Because it was all he himself who started. So can't blame anyone! after taking a deep breath. Dian approached the husband and Laras!

"What's up? early in the morning it was a storm," asked Dian. Stay near Ibra.

Ibra turned to Dian and then removed Laras' head from his chest. "He's got hot water." Ibra stood in line with Dian.

"Tersiram huh?" said Dian approaching Laras' feet and sitting nearby.

Laras nodded. Wiping away the tears that kept dripping.

"Why not be careful? next time be more careful." insisted Dian again.

"That's .. because of young Madam's hand to Mery's nudge" chirped an assistant who happened to see the incident.

Ibra and Dian turned their assistants. Moreover, Mery heard his name called very surprised ....

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