Marriage Contract Letter

The road to Bali

Ibra decided to go home, he wanted to see the current state of Laras. "But! I have an appointment with Yulia and have lunch I am not at home" Ibra muttered as she paced her arms around her chest.

"Huuh ... am I so nervous?" take the phone and disconnect the phone.

Ibra repeatedly suppressed Laras' contact, but no one picked up! added to Ibra's heartache. More and more overwhelmed with anxiety and jealousy! the doctor's hand stroked Baras's leg. "Damn! what's in my brain?" holding his head that was nicknamed Laras in his mind.

"Bu Rica, must be with Laras at this time. Yeah, I just called him to ask about Laras."

Ibra called Rika's mom, not long after talking Ibra's phone closed again. "Ooh .. He's sleeping! it's not worth picking up the phone from me."

Lunch time has arrived. Ibra stood shifting her chair, leaving the office space to meet Yulia at the xx restaurant. The car is speeding up at a fairly high speed with such clever hand play.

At the red light. Ibra turned to the side, a few meters from where she was. There's Mery's car waiting for the green light to turn on, she's both with a man older than Ibra. Even the man was his business partner, they both seemed to be friendly spindles.

Ibra clenched her teeth, now completely real in plain sight. The woman he married on the recommendation of his first wife turned out to be a traitor.

Ibra took a deep breath. Since the light had turned green he immediately turned the wheel, continuing on his way.

A few seconds' lapse! ibra's car arrived at its destination, immediately went out and rushed in search of a place that had been promised. Yulia looked agitatedly waiting for her eyes to wink while sucking her drink.

After seeing Ibra's arrival. Yulia smiled wryly. "A really long time? there's a lunch lecture!" said it.

Ibra pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Yulia. "Have you ordered the food yet?" ask Ibra.

"It."

Yulia's face was bent. Feeling annoyed because he had waited long enough, but Ibra only saw the trunk of his nose.seconds later Yulia lowered her ego. "Darling! What if we go on a honeymoon to Bali? to be more free to enjoy the time together so, let's quickly have his son dear."

Ibra looked at Yulia's face, which looked bright. He frowned, while he was silent. Then sipped his drink that had just come, pulled his lunch plate and directly put the spoon into his mouth.

Yulia staring! while waiting for an answer from Ibra about his wishes. Because long Ibra has not been able to open his voice. Yulia started eating the food that was in front of her.

Ibra's hand reached for the glass filled with water. Glancing at Yulia who occasionally looked at him, after sipping a drink until half was left. Ibra started the conversation. "What is a honeymoon? sabab ... Currently, I have filed for divorce in court! just wait for the process."

"What?" yulia was surprised not to play! hearing Ibra's words like that, the tub was struck by lightning in broad daylight. Hot weather with no rain or cloudiness.

His body felt completely powerless. "What do you mean? suddenly wanting to divorce me," Yulia cried with teary eyes.

"Forgive me for not being able to continue our home" Ibra said, leaning back.

Yulia's lips shook with anger and annoyance, why was Ibra now planning to divorce her, when she was willing to have children! Yulia stared at Ibra as if she did not blink. "Why do you want to divorce me? about child! from now on I want to get pregnant, the Laras also not necessarily able to get pregnant. The proof until now there has been no sign of her getting pregnant, so what's the difference? I can't take it if I'm the only one you're divorcing!"

"You can get more men than me. And you'll easily get it, I can't afford to be a husband of four. I cannot do what is called fair" Ibra said.

"No, I don't want to get divorced from you. Not want!" Yulia shook her head. "Darling, we've been married longer than you married Mery. Let alone Laras, so why don't you just divorce them? I promise you, baby! I promise I will be a better wife than ever. I will be at home taking care of all your needs. I promise," woo Yulia while holding Ibra's hand.

"Just calm! not just you I divorced but the others, too" inner Ibra.

"You won't be able to, divorce me. Because there is no evidence of my guilt, all this time I was fine to be your wife. So there's no reason we should get divorced." Yulia smiled faintly.

Ibra grinned, while pulling a hand from Yulia's grasp. "Just calm! I have enough evidence to divorce you. Don't worry, all the evidence is in my hands. Whatever detail, I've bagged it all."

"I-I mean you're a-what?" 180 Degrees Julia was shocked, her face pale. He didn't think Ibra would say that.

"What evidence? what do you think I cheated on! don't be careless huh? I'm a good woman. Even though I often go out but I am your wife," said Yulia still evasive even though her little heart admitted.

Ibra's sharp gaze was fixed on Yulia, nodding Ibra said. "Yes, honorable lady! yes, what is the name if you make out with other men outside? even-"

"Even what? you suspect me, once you get the new honey. Da? once you get a new woman, new service. You bastard, you son of a bitch Malik Ibrahim," Yulia accuses.

With calm. Ibra took something from her pocket, a brown envelope. Yulia's eyes moved looking at Ibra's hand holding the envelope.

Ibra kept it in front of Yulia. "Open up! you will be surprised to see it" Ibra said with a cynical smile.

Yulia stared at the envelope, in her heart wondering what was the contents of the envelope? that money? or what! true said Ibra if he would be surprised, let alone after opening it. Not knowing the contents of Yulia's heart seemed to have stopped beating.

Slowly. Yulia took the envelope, very carefully she opened it.

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Somewhere! Mery was alone with a grown man. After photoshoot. Mery the man's path, the man who approached him for some reason, They often walked around together spending time together.

"Darling! how about a trip to Bali next week? just the two." take the man.

"Ooh .. want dong baby!" sahut Mary's. "But, do I want to get pregnant with Ibra's child? aah .. fools want anyone's child, admit it's Ibra's son he's my husband."

"Where's darling? want, we spend time in Bali, goods five or a week, said the man.

"Mau .." in a spoiled tone while grasping the man's hand. "I'll reason there's a photo shoot there."

"For the house to believe, especially your husband, that's why I'll take the camera there" said the man grinning meaningfully.

"Well .. that's a great idea, baby! I totally agree. Ah ... can't wait to get there." Mery was dreaming.

The man smiled meaningfully, looking intently at Mery's happy-looking face. Mery beautiful, tall body. Bohai Body contains, very sexy appearance. His clothes always show the body curves like a violin. With a glance of the eye! make a man's heart shake violently, and admire him.

Mery secretly mesem. In his shadow has danced if he will vacation in Bali. Playing on the beach, watching the waves. Enjoy the beautiful sanshet. "Aah .. I can't wait baby!" mery said, framing her own face.

"Yes later! I'll take you where. Traveling around the world for example, I am ready to accompany. Okay?"

"Really?" mary asked as if she was cheering her happiness. Finally he can go around to every tourist spot he wants. Ibra never took him for a trip! for busy reasons. Most told to go alone.

"Truly dong darling. Why would I lie?" keep the man.

Mery can't imagine! how happy when that time comes. Especially if you go with the husband, honeymoon for example. But it's impossible, very unlikely.

Inside a car, a pair of eyes watched the motion of the two of them ....

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