Marriage Contract Letter

Bouquet

"Ck ck. Who the hell? just interrupt," Ibra grumbled as she moved closer to the door.

Blake it!

Ibra's door is open! Susi stood carrying a boost containing several dishes for Ibra and Laras dinner. Ibra stared intently at Susi who nodded respectfully.

"Night. Mister?"

"Who told you to come here?" ibra said while folding his hands.

"Hehehe, Rika's mother told me. He said this is for the dinner of the same young mistress." said Susi while looking in her eyes.

"here! I'm the one who brought it, just disturb." Take that impulse and bring it into the room.

Brugb!

The door was closed making Susi close her eyes, because it fits in front of Susi's face.

Ibra brought dinner to nearby Laras. "Evening is ready."

"Who did send? why did you bring it!" ask Laras wonder why Ibra himself prepared it here.

"Susi, I don't want anyone to bother me when I'm both. Uh ... I mean, let you rest well," he said.

Baras smiled hearing that. "Master, don't bother. I can do it myself," while shifting the seat.

"Don't! you just sit there." Ibra holds a plate containing a night tomb and feeds Laras.

Laras was dumbfounded, not expecting Ibra to bribe him. "I-I can do it myself, sir." Laras intends to take his plate.

"Here you shut up, let me take the bribe. Do not be stubborn as husband," ketus Ibra while inserting a spoon into the mouth Laras which was finally opened.

"But ... Mister? I'm not delicious! in the bribe of Mr." The barrel begins to chew.

"Usually you're my bribe, now I'm the change. What harm?" while eating both dishes.

Mesem-mesem barrel. Her heart warmed up to receive this kind of romantic treatment from Ibra.

"Don't eat cepetan mesem-mesem, especially now you are two-bodied so it must be enough nutrition so that both are healthy. I don't want to huh? when I get to my baby, go to napa. You too" said Ibra.

"What's? me too! can't go to anything that means?" tanya Laras wanted to make sure what she heard.

"Bu-no, I mean the baby!" elak Ibra threw away his face.

Ibra's answer made Laras' heart shrink. Ibra continued to feed Laras until the meal was over. "You eat a lot of it too?" ibra said as she kept her plate and picked up a drinking glass.

"She has to eat a lot? let it be a lot of nutrients, but eat a lot, said. How the hell? wonder me," until sipped his drink. Then pout.

"Yes, yes .. don't frown at it." Ibra pinched Laras' cheek with her finger. Then their eyes met with each other's hearts.

Rik, rik, rik. The Netra of Ibra's eyes moved to Laras' pink lips. Slowly but surely Ibra's face approached, Laras's eyes closed. But soon reopen it.

"Sir, I want to pray first. Sir," hurried to lower his feet to the floor.

Ibra pulled her face in disappointment, only swallowing her saliva stuck in her throat.

In haste. The barrel slipped and his body almost collapsed. "Aa ..hh," cried Laras. Yet it happens to be nimble. Ibra propped up the body of the Oily Laras.

While the two looked at each other, Ibra's hands hugged Laras' waist tightly. "Detachable. Sir," said Laras after standing upright.

"Oh, yes." Ibra took her hand off the waist of Laras. "Have it, gone there?"

"Master ... How can I go? if the hand-" netra of Laras's eye moves on his hand that Ibra holds.

Ibra immediately let go of her grasp. "Sorry."

Then go to the bathroom. Not forgetting to lock the door was afraid Ibra would come in.

While Ibra, take out the food marks to the outside of the room. Let it be taken by his assistant. Then he lay down on the soft bed, with his hands under his head and eyes looking up at the ceiling. "Yes, tonight I'm going to surprise her."

Telephone ....

Telephone ....

Telephone ....

Ibra's cell phone ringing. "Ck ... Who the hell is it?" muttered.

"Master, Madame Yulia is raging. While cleaning things from his room." said Rika from sebrang.

"Yes, take care of it. Ma'am, get all the things done, let them be picked up, all the assistants leave everything, help him. And don't bother me anymore, take a break!" obviously Ibra, then hang up.

And closed his eyes. "There ... only the interruption. If you want to rest.

Barrel out of the bathroom. Saw Ibra asleep. Laras took his face, performed Isha's prayer first. "Yes ... God, my husband doesn't pray? even though he's muslim. Open the eyes of his heart, show him the straight path. No matter how my husband is, make him a good priest for his family. Aamiin," the Baras prayer after the completion of the prayer. Then he turned to Ibra who was closed.

Then Laras applied the ointment to his injured leg to heal quickly, then approached the bed. Slowly go up and lie down next to Ibra, pulling the blanket over her chest.

While time! Laras looked at the handsome face of her husband. But immediately turned his gaze away after Ibra's face moved round towards Laras. Baras' heart was pounding, looking perfectly at Ibra's face before Laras's eyes.

Laras took a deep breath. Then tilted his body against the wall, turned his back on Ibra.

"Huuh ..." he took a rough breath. He closed his eyes after reciting the prayer.

The time is 23:30 minutes. Ibra awake. Rub her eyes and squint her, look right and left. The sleeping barrel hugged the bolster so soundly. Ibra smiled meaningfully.

Ibra came down from the bed, after rubbing her face with both palms. He came out of Laras's room slowly closing the door, rushing to his room, but Ibra went to the kitchen to see if Rika was there?

Incidentally, Bu Rica and Susi were already awake and were in the kitchen. "BuRik, are you awake?" ask Ibra.

"It has. The master! just got." Rika answered and Susi nodded.

"If so, just prepare. I'm going to go to the room for a minute." Ibra turned her body towards her private room.

Bu Rica and Susi prepared what Ibra ordered. Bu Rika pulled out a beautiful big birthday cake, which read. Happy birthday to Larasati!

"Are the three of us celebrating, Mom?" susi asked while looking at Rika.

"Yes, maybe. We celebrate, who else?" suhut bu Rika's.

"Once again, Dian. Or who's that?" added Susi.

"Not knowing either."

Ibra, who had arrived in her room, took a bouquet of red and white roses. Tucked the little box he took out of the drawer.

"May she like my surprise. And I have prepared this for a long time. It's not that she's pregnant with my child now" she murmured as she watched the flower, with a smile on her lips.

Then come back out. After closing the door, walk with a bouquet of beautiful flowers to Karas' room.

Hose for a while. Ibra is already in front of the door of the room Laras, with Rika and Susi.

Ibra looked at the clock in her hand. It's showing at 23:55. "Come in?" open the door slowly.

The barrel is still sleeping soundly in place, still in the same position as well. Ibra sat down on her bed, slowly touching Laras' shoulder and shaking her slowly. "Wake Miss?"

He still doesn't budge. Susi and Bu Rika stand on the right edge of the sleeping barrel.

Ibra again shook Laras' shoulder. "Hi .. wake up."

"Em ... what's up. Mister? drowsiness," while writhing with eyes still closed.

"Open his eyes first" Ibra's heavy voice near his ears.

"What time is it. Mister? I'm so sleepy." The barrel keeps its eyes closed even if it continues to squirm.

"Check check, hard tire wake up? get up and open your eyes!" ibra whispers near the ear of Laras.

Finally Baras opened his eyes, dimly lit. He saw two shadows standing before him. Baras rubbed his eyes many times, opening his eyes half perfectly, He saw a beautiful rose.

Baras was surprised. Ibra gives the flower to her, the netra of Laras's eye moves to the flower and to Ibra. "Is this Sir?"

"Take it?" lirih Ibra accompanied by his eye movements.

"really? make me!" still can't believe it. It was like a dream, then circled a glance at Rika and Susi who were standing at the edge of the bed.

"Happy birthday? happy birthday Mrs. .. wish long life, healthy. More beautiful and kind!" both assistant ministers said.

The barrel was so moved that it shed tears ....

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