Marriage Contract Letter

Good woman good

Ibra and Laras are surprised not to play especially Ibra is not only surprised but also angry if there is something that interferes with his pleasure. He looked at the door, his mother who immediately closed her eyes and turned to stand on her back.

"Sorry, baby. Not that Mama meant to disturb," said Rahma's mother while facing the door.

"Mama?" mumbles Baras.

Ibra rubbed her moist lips. "Just enter Ma," stay away from Laras and pick up clothes to wear.

Slowly .. ma'am Rahma turned her body by turning her lips. "Yes sorry? Mama doesn't think it's this."

The barrel blushed in embarrassment, then helped put on the Ibra shirt.

Ms. Rahma was sitting on the sofa looking at Ibra and Laras who looked very harmonious.

"What's the matter Ma?" ibra asked while focusing on the face of Laras who was focusing on buttoning his clothes.

"No, Mama misses Mama's son and mother-in-law, Mama went to Laras' room! uh ... The barrel sleeps times, must be baby baban ya. Darling?" glancing Laras.

"Yes. His innate drowsiness continues," said Laras nodded.

After wearing his suit. Ibra gives a small amount of hair oil and sprays perfumed oil, which smells strongly into the nasal cavity and the room.

They headed straight for the dining room, and at the spacious dining table was already waiting for all of his co-workers there.

Laras as the CEO's companion certainly sat down to join them, many eyes looked at Laras and sometimes asked where the other CEO's wife? his wife is more than one. But the only one who always accompanied was this woman.

Ms. Rahma and Mr. Marwan joined the meal together. After lunch, everything went and returned to work.

As Zayn and Ibra prepared to return to the office, he patted Ibra on the shoulder. "Boss, be more beautiful, young man!" smirked.

Ibra turned and glared perfectly. "Reviews huh? if your eyes, fuck! I'm a prick." too."

"Whoops?" Zayn's surprised. "My eyes are boss?" added again.

"No! cat's eye" said Ibra.

"Oi ..."

Ibra approached Laras who was standing near the sink. "I went back to the office first, take care of my health," stared fixedly at the owner of the beautiful round eyeball.

"I-iya Sir. Can I go out with Mama?" laras.

"When?" ask Ibra.

"Later in the afternoon, Mama took Laras to the Mall. May yes dear," said Rahma's mother.

"Oh .. Mama can do it!" added Ibra.

"Thank you darling?" rahma hugged Ibra while whispering. "Before going it, say goodbye to the wife. Kiss it first! get it."

Making Ibra smile and glancing towards Laras. Laras did not know that the mother-in-law whispered to her husband, she sat on the chair eating pudding as washing her mouth.

Ibra went to follow Zayn, after kissing the hands of his father and mother, not saying anything more to Laras.

"Iih .. dear." Staring at Ibra's back.

Makes Ibra turn her head. "What's Mah?"

"Oh .. No, just go."

Ibra continued her steps, with Zayn heading for the car.

While walking Zayn asked for a conversation. "Boss, your young wife is more beautiful, what ... congenital baby times yes?"

"Maybe."

After the two were in the car, the car drove back quickly to the office.

Dian waited for Ibra in her room. While waiting! Dian fell asleep in a fairly comfortable resting place.

Ibra entered the room. "She said there was Dian! where is she, where is she?" looking for Dian. Apparently he slept in the room.

"Darling?" call Ibra while approaching Dian who is lying on the bed.

Dian squinted her eyes, she immediately hugged Ibra very tightly. "Darling, how did you just come? from home yes!"

"Already! just before you came here, you said, I just came to your office to talk about Yulia. Forgot huh?" dian said while holding his hand on Ibra's shoulder.

"Oh, yes, yes! come with me." Ibra stood up and led Dian to her desk, where she picked up a small envelope containing photographs of Yulia with another man.

How surprised Dian was to see that. "I-it .. genuine dear?" watching husband.

"Original, it's genuine. It's not what I made up just for the reason of divorcing her, our purpose, finding a good woman and being willing to conceive our child. Surely the prospective mother who will educate our children well too. Okay fine! let the past be the past, but think about it! what if she was pregnant? while he's behaving like that, are you sure that the child he's carrying is my child? truthfully. I doubt it" Ibra said in seriousness.

Ibra sat down and stood at the window and stood there. Dian was just silent speechless, not expecting Yulia's behavior as well.

Moments later Dian hugged Ibra from behind. "I'm sorry, baby? I think Yulia's a good woman. Because sure as hell, it wasn't like that."

Dian put his chin on Ibra's shoulder. "Now! it's up to you. How to do it too," actually in a small heart Dian grateful, that the wife of her husband has reduced one.

"Goodoo. So ... my rivals are dwindling, so I don't have to get rid of them my way," smiled meaningfully.

"Here you go, I want to continue my work, you want to rest or go back to the office. Or ... want to go home?" ibra asked as he took off his wife's embrace.

"Go back to the office, my dear! this week so, don't you go abroad?"

"Yes. Why?" scrunched up forehead.

"I can keep up with you, I happen to be not too busy."

"Oh .." said Ibra. "When I want to take Laras to go abroad. But .. yes already! maybe next time," inner Ibra.

"Aah .. why not happy, dear? I'm coming with." Dian hugged her husband again.

"Good, I'm glad you're coming. Who says I'm not happy?" clamping Dian's chin with anxiety.

"Yes already! I'm back at the office first, right?" before leaving Dian kissed ibra's lips as fast as lightning.

"Yes .. be careful."

Dian waltzed, out of Ibra's room with a carefree heart, he was sure that one day he would also be the winner.

Ibra again struggled with the files that were piled up on the table. Sometimes pensive, "I was going to take Laras away while walking, but it seemed like it had to fail. I have to make plans next time to take her for a walk."

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In a luxury car driven by Mr. Barko. In it is Laras, Rahma's mother and husband. Marwan, deliberately invited Laras street to the Mall for shopping, they intend to buy Laras something as a gift because they are pregnant with the child of his son.

"Honey, Mama already knows who you really are," said mom Rahma glanced at Laras.

Laras who had been looking at the streets, suddenly turned to his mother-in-law with a look of wonder. "I mean Mama?"

"Em .. Yes first! we know that you are Dian's cousin from out of the country but ... just a lie," Rahma took a deep breath.

"You're just an orphan! the big one in the orphanage. But you're smart enough to get a scholarship so you can be an all-star, your uncle, who should be looking after and caring for you from childhood, even raise his hand. Even the treasures of your parents were exhausted in the meal, without leaving even a little for you," said Marwan.

Baras looked at the father-in-law with teary eyes, his heart as thin as it was sliced. Mr. Marwan's words remind him of his sad past, which was when he was a child. Had to lose both parents and his uncle instead gave himself to the orphanage, but his parents there is a decent treasure if for the cost of living Laras.

The barrel wipes her tears that keep flowing down her cheeks.

Bu Rahma embraced Laras Shoulder as she said. "We're not angry with you, no! who said you were an overseas graduate and that old man over there, Dian lied. We know it's from Ibra, I don't know what Dian means." said Ms. Rahma while rubbing Laras' shoulder lovingly.

"Please take! we are your parents, so do not be sad.We will always be there for you," said Mr. Marwan glanced at Laras.

"Yes, honey, Think of Mama as your Mama." Rahma embraces Laras who is growing sobbing. Deepened by the words of his two in-laws.

"thank you. Mah and Papa? you're accepting me!" said Laras while wiping his cheek.

"Same-sama baby?" rahma continued to embrace Laras.

Mr. Barko only listened to his employer's chat with his eyes focused forward. Suddenly a very loud voice sounded, brak! brak! brak! czechiiiit ....

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