Marriage Contract Letter

Ice cream cravings

"Honey .. we came ..." the voice of Ms. Rahma with the face of sumringah. With Marwan who just came from Depok.

"Met noon .. Mama's beloved son and daughter-in-law, you are very romantic." momma hugged her son and ex alternately.

"Mah .." said Laras who repeatedly kissed on the right-left by Rahma's mother.

For a few days, Rahma and her husband visited the house in Depok. And day back to the mension Ibra.

"Okay, honey .. why do you add kurusan anyway? are you not noticed with your husband ha .. skinny, mother-in-law." Rahma Staring at the Barrel.

"Ah, not really, I am still like this really," said Laras while observing the condition of his body that he felt the same.

"Who said? I noticed him. Mah, if you don't believe me ask the assistant in this house, "elak Ibra.

"Our son must be the same concern of his wife. Mah ... It's impossible that he doesn't care" Marwan said.

Miss Rika and Susi are approaching. "really. Big sir and big lady. Mr. Ibra was very considerate of the young Madam, just now also the Master had picked the young fruit from the tree, the young Madam requested."

Ibra nodded and lowered her eyebrows at the mother, convincing the words of Rika and Susi.

"Is she?" mama Rahma hesitated, looking at the son and the others.

"If ... in my opinion, it is a little attention. But ... less romantic." Zayan completes the words of Rika.

Ibra glared perfectly at Zayn, then scratched his non-itchy nape.

"Oh .. again eat rujak. Mama taste it," mother Rahma took the piece of fruit and sambelnya. Finally shudder feeling very sour.

Ibra put the voice in her mouth, then brought Zayn back to the office. "Yu, go!"

"Eeh ... since when do you like that sour-acid darling?" mama Rahma looked at her son in wonder.

Ibra who just realized was dumbfounded. "Barusan," as he went first, left the place. Followed by Zayn from behind.

"Indeed, you don't like acid?" ask Laras curiously.

"Don't sour fruit, sweet ones are rare" replied Ms. Rika.

"Yes" added Rahma as she sat near her husband.

"But .. how often does he eat fruit, just like me. Really!" said Laras again.

"Oh, it means he now likes" said Rahma's mother again.

Laras continued to eat his spoon until it ran out. Susi asked. "Will you add Madam? if you want to let Susi cut it again."

"The fruit still exists?" tanya Laras looked at Susi. "Make it tonight."

"Uuh .. there are many. Especially in his garden," said Susi.

"Not." Laras shook his head, meaning he got Ibra's metic.

"Oh, it can be meticulous sir, there's still no where." Susi pointed to the refrigerator.

"There is still a word dear .. do not worry, if abis just ask Ibra Metik again," said Rahma.

"Yes, deket also even though he wants midnight," continued Mr. Marwan.

"Take a. Pah, oya dear, if you want anything or what cravings directly talk. Don't just shut up, not good for pregnant women, how do you think?" mama Rahma clasped Laras' hands affectionately.

"Yeah. Mah." Baras carved out his smile, along with mom Rahma feeling the same mother herself. Mama, it just came from Depok. better you guys rest first, oya have eaten yet. Is it Dad too?" mata Laras saw Mr. Marwan as well.

"Eat, already. On the road, I was tired too. Uh uh?" momma glanced at her husband.

"Yes, I want to rest ah." Marwan stood intending to his room.

Madam Rahma looked at Laras. "Darling, we'll take a break, okay? if you need anything, call Mama! okay?"

"Yes. Mah ... just rest, I'm easy," with his friendly smile.

"Ike. Mama stay first huh?" rahma leaves Laras to follow her husband who has gone to his room.

"Met rest yes. Hm ...."

The barrel moved from his seat and shifted the chair. Then swing your footsteps into the room to rest.

"Where is the young lady going?" do you want to rest," asked Rika's mother staring at Laras steps.

Baras turned his head. "Yes. Ms. Rika .. What's wrong?"

"Oh, no, ma'am, if you need anything, just say the same to me." continued Ms. Rika.

"Good Mom." Laras nodded, then continued his steps

When in the elevator. Laras daydreamed considering Ibra's attitude that got here more sweet, attention. "Is it because I'm pregnant?" rubbed his stomach gently. Then Laras set foot across the elevator door to his private room.

For a long time the eyes of Laras was closed, picking up dreams.

Late afternoon Laras woke up, wriggling favors. Squinting eyes look at the wall clock that has shown at 16.00 wib. He lifted his blanket, set foot on the floor to the bathroom, when he was in the bathroom. The barrel fills the bathtub, inserting a therapeutic aroma liquid there so that the smell burst into the bathroom room.

The barrel immerses itself in the bathtub, inhaling its aroma of soothing therapeutic aroma. After feeling satisfied, he rushed to clean himself under the shower and rubbed his entire body clean.

Now Laras was sitting in prayer, and God gave him patience and happiness. Boss in the room, he walks into the kitchen. "Em ... eat ice cream good times huh?" just keep going in the fridge and there's ice cream.

Arriving in the kitchen. The barrel went straight to the fridge looking for ice cream there, but it was a pity. The two refrigerators that were there were empty, which Laras was looking for did not exist. Find an assistant who is cooking. "No ice cream, huh?" his eyes were implying sadness.

The assistant, whom Laras asked shook his head. "It just so happens to be empty, Madam, Rika has not been shopping. Does the lady want ice cream of what flavor?"

"Em ... banana flavor, but .. It's okay if it's not there! thank you, Mother." Barrel rushed out of the place.

Dian, who was standing some distance away from them, heard the conversation of the two. directly he ordered goje to buy ice cream.

"Mr?" call Dian to one of the assistants there.

One of the assistants approached. "Yes, ma'am, can I help you?"

Dian took the money sheet from inside her bag. "There will soon be a gojek coming with a package, and this is the payment. Keep ... The package take it to the young lady's room, okay?" dian's hand gave the assistant some money.

"Oh, good Mistress." The assistant left after receiving money from Dian.

In the gym. Laras took a walk there.look around who was there. "Emang anyone, who uses this room? the gym is wide." Laras speaks for himself.

I was happy to look around in that room. Baras returned to the kitchen and decided to help cook for dinner.

"eeh ... The young lady had a package, I immediately brought it to the room," said one of the assistants who was told Dian to take the package.

While frowning his forehead Laras said. "Packet? what package? I didn't order anything!"

Barrel glanced at Susi. "What's Susi?"

"Susi doesn't know anything Madam." Answer Susi.

"Tadi .. Dian's mother told me to take the package for the young mistress. Looks like ice cream," the assistant added.

"Ooh .. Yes, thanks Ma'am!" continued Laras with still feeling astonished. "Where would he want to eat ice cream."

"Young lady wants ice cream?" susi looked at Laras.

"No idea. Sus, I really want to eat ice cream," said Solar while dipping.

"Yes already. Susi get it from the room, okay?" not waiting for an answer. Susi left immediately.

Not long after. Susi brought back a bag containing ice cream cups. The barrel opened it right away, it was a banana-flavored ice cream. The barrel swallowed his saliva.

"Where has the package come yet?" tanya Dian walked over and sat down on the dining table chair.

"Oh, my sister, thank you?" revealed Laras to Dian while commenting on her smile.

"Yes, equally. Eat dong," tell Dian.

"Eeh .. What are you doing? my beautiful mother's daughter-in-law" said Rahma who had just come to that place.

"Mama, when did it come from Depok?" dian asked as she hugged and kissed her mother-in-law's right-left cheek.

"Last afternoon baby, wow...who ordered ice cream?" mrs Rahma put her eyes on the ice cream.

"So I heard Laras wanted to eat ice cream, so I ordered a gojek. Mah, rather than ngeces, it'll be the baby." I'm Dian.

"Em .. so good of you, same cravings. Good, it should be so .. dear," mom Rahma stroked Dian's shoulder who was smiling proudly.

"Yes dong. Mah .. Isn't that my duty as well." Dian further developed her smile.

"Let's dong at the meal baby, his ice cream?" mama Rahma looked at Laras.

"Yeah. Maad." Laras looked at the ice cream that was eating, but actually. Baras really wanted to eat ice cream that .. if Ibra bought it. Not anyone else. Baras tried to scoop ice cream into his mouth, but felt nothing on his tongue.

"Why dear, not good, right?" asked Rahma looked at her astonished.

"But that's what you want. Banana flavor, right?" tadal Dian's.

The barrel was silent for a moment, keeping the spoon on the table. "I ... really want to eat it, but .. must be the master who bought it," said Laras with an unpleasant facial expression on Dian, who was not happy, he was sad that the ice cream in front of him felt nothing.

Dian stared intently, he was disappointed what he had done in vain, in the eyes of Laras. Blake! ....

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