Marriage Contract Letter

Is Mister jealous

Suddenly, Dian hugged Laras while saying. "Thank you, Laras. You've given us baby candidates," in a hoarse voice. "I won't forget your kindness, and I'll pay for it."

Laras was silent a thousand languages. He did not know what to say, what he felt at this moment was a sigh. Dilemma, confused what to do? is it just trying to live, enjoy the flow? or keep following this rich man's game!

Dian took off her embrace. "I'm so happy to hear you're pregnant. What an amazing gift for both of us" he said with a bitter smile. Her cheeks were wet with tears.

Ibra was deeply moved to see Dian, hugging Laras. Dian looked so happy about the Baras' pregnancy, crossing her hands she said. "Yes, that's right! we are so happy to hear the good news. You must be good at taking care of my fetus, do not get to the napa-napa. Take care of health, eating is also considered," a series of words Ibra.

All glanced at Ibra who was still pecking at the edge of the bed Laras.

Zayn came down from his seat, patting Ibra on the shoulder. "Hug bro, congratulations or what to? kiss full of happiness. What, not just sculpt, rich in inanimate objects you are ah. Not exciting yet?"

Ibra smiled at Zayn. Slowly swinging his steps closer to Baras. Dian retreated away from Laras, as if allowing Ibra to express her heart to Laras.

Ibra sat on the edge of the bed, facing Laras. Ibra was eager to hug Laras very tightly, to spill everything he felt at the moment, but he was pretentious. Moreover, there is Dian, it feels like you have to take a little attitude.

Instead Ibra clasped Laras' hand rubbing it gently. "I'm ... very happy with your pregnancy, and I'm very grateful. You're expecting a child from me?" staring at the moving Barrel Eyes looking at him as well. Their eyes met.

Seconds later Laras looked down sad. He thought the people there only wanted a baby in her womb, without wanting her. Baras rubbed the tears that fell on his lap.

"Darling? I went to the room! want to clean first, the body feels very sticky. And tired, want to quickly rest," said Dian while rubbing her husband's shoulder.

Ibra. "Oh yeah, just rest in the room."

Dian kissed Ibra's right and left cheeks. Before leaving and waving at Baras.

After Dian left the room. Zayn approached Ibra and Laras. "Congratulations? for your pregnancy! how are your legs? he said it was the morning of the accident" Zayn asked Laras.

Laras. "Oh, good! it's been snuffling."

"Where are you?" ask Zayn again.

The barrel pulled the blanket, showing his injured leg. "So early this morning it was very hot and painful. But now it's starting to wane, and the wound is drying out."

"Oh, thank God" Zayn continued, his finger approaching to touch the wound on Laras's leg. Yet.

Plakk!

Ibra's hand hit Zayn's hand, causing Zayn to grimace. "What are you? sick tau! not about being a person," Zayn grumbled as he wagged his hand and blew it.

"You don't think, the wife of the person playing touch only. What do you think stuff is? gerutu Ibra is no less than Zayn.

Laras bengong saw the two, while Susi held a laugh in the corner there.

"You don't touch it either!" sahut Zay.

"Yes, not .. 'cause I hit! let me just let you know you've been stroking my wife's legs, haven't you? I know what your brain is about," cerocos Ibra. turns out to be a tadpole too.

"Nothing yet!" Zayn.

"Basic ... already! home there?" shaking hands, sending Zayn home. "You too, let my young mistress wait. You just go home." Ibra circulated her gaze to Susi as well. Send her out.

"Ups, we're out of Sus. Hik, hik, hick." Zayn pretended to rub his cry eyes. "Yuk Susi, let's just get out. Let the two of them here, maybe your master, will give fertilizer to the seeds," said Zayn waltzing invite Susi out of the room.

Brugg!

Ibra throws a pillow at Zayn. Disgusted at seeing and hearing his silly behavior.

Susi followed Zayn from behind while chuckling. "Mr Zayn, what does it mean to fertilize? what did Mr Ibra plant the seed? vegetables yes! but, right in the room of the young Madam there are no plants." Susi chirped after closing the door of the room Laras.

Zayn stopped his steps, turned his body to look at Susi. "You're married?"

"Susi shakes. "Not Mr."

"You get married first! then you'll know the meaning of what I said, okay?" shaking his head, Zayn continued his steps.

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In the room Laras. Ibra opened her suit, she put the hangers on. Get out of bed, go to the bathroom. Take the water wudhu. Already entered the magrib and heard the sound of Adzan.

Ibra approaching. "Where are you going?" his hand held the hand of Baras. Laras looked at the anxious looking Ibra.

"You go to the bathroom, you want to take ablution water," said Laras.

"I'm helping you?" with a glimpse of Ibra carrying the body of Laras in his carry to the bathroom.

The barrel gasped, as Ibra directly carried it without waiting for an answer. But he could only put his hand on Ibra's shoulder. And looking at her husband's handsome face.

The tail of Ibra's eyes, looking at Laras who kept staring. "Don't look at that! you will fall in love" said Ibra, smiling.

Barrel blinked his eyes, embarrassed. Shift your eyes to another place, get to the bathroom. Slowly Ibra lowered Laras' body.

"Want to pee first or what?" ask Ibra to Laras.

"It's okay. I'm waiting, so you don't have to walk first." Ibra continued to look at Laras who looked embarrassed and wrong.

"Master, I want cheeks .. s first," added Laras Slightly screeched.

"Yes, just pee. Sit down" continued Ibra.

"Iih ... shame, get out first," said Laras.

"Why embarrassed? I've seen it too," pretend to look up at the ceiling.

"Ash ... Sir, shame on you. Already come out first .. anyways if I have wudu continue in the hold. Later wudu I cancel dong, when you do not understand it?"

Ibra re-spread her gaze on Laras. "Yes-iya .. okay I came out, be careful Miss," Ibra finally wanted to understand.

"He ... ran, never wudu what?" Laras. And start activities in the toilet.

A few moments later. Barrels out of the bathroom, very slowly stepping his feet on the floor. Ibra just watched from her seat.

Laras put on a mukena, then fulfilled his obligations. Running the magrib prayer. Ibra looked at every move Laras made.

Finish the greeting and pray. Laras looked at Ibra. "What medium. The master over there? what Taun does not pray!"

Ibra shifted her eyes. "Eh ..." scratching the head that does not itch. "Sa-me! I want to take a shower first," rushed to the bathroom.

Barrels. Seeing Ibra's steps, shaking her head. "It's weird, being asked and leaving."

Laras took off his face. cleared it to its original place. Then sit on the edge of the bed. Remember Ibra is taking a shower. Laras intends to get a change of clothes.

"Don't get my clothes ready, let me take it for myself, you just take a break" Ibra shouted from the bathroom.

"Loh, you know where? I'll take his shirt. My people are still sitting here" murmured Laras.

After you finish taking a shower and wearing your clothes. Ibra sat near Laras.

"So the dermatologist, what's the matter?" tanya Ibra glanced at Laras.

"Haah? yes ... check," said Laras.

"Yes, checked. Are you flanked by?" asked Ibra again, while putting the fruit peel Laras into his mouth.

"Yes, checked. Keep giving drugs." Baras repeated.

"Ck .. I mean! touch it or what?" pissed.

"Ow .. yes dong Tuan .. in touch. What does it have to be, just in the pelototti? not possible, right!" sahut Laras's.

Ibra stared hard. "So! the doctor touched your leg? stroked it." Ibra's upset.

Laras nodded. "Emangnya enough with the view, sir? like in hypnosis." Baras looked at Ibra.

"Ih-ih, ih .. if so I went home! no one can touch him" Ibra murmured softly.

"What Master? what talk. It's not clear." Baras.

"Ah, no, don't say anything." Ibra shook her head, while going back to eating the fruit.

"There are two doctors who examined me, why is there only one you ask?" connect Laras.

"Haa .. Why?" turn nanya.

"Because .. Doctor one more, touched many parts of my body. Like stomach, head-"

"Foolish, because she's a woman doctor. Not men!" connect Ibra.

"Why indeed? is Mister jealous?" ask Laras wonder. She thought Ibra must be jealous! the proof was the same Zayn, too.

"What's? i'm jealous! no-no it's good to say I'm jealous." Ibra turned her head, then turned her gaze to any place. Want to hide his feelings that do not like when there are men touch it.

Laras looked at Ibra while hiding his smile. "Say you are jealous! don't worry about that, what the hell?" his inner. Finally their eyes meet.

Gts ....

Gts ....

Gts ....

Several times the door was knocked from the outside. Shocking preoccupation of those who look at each other ....

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