Marriage Contract Letter

Bring someone to cravings

Blake it! dian's ice cream blew it. Brak ... the container is turned back and the contents are spilled all.

Everyone gasped, not expecting Dian to throw the ice cream on the floor.

The barrel was startled, covering its gaping mouth. "Sister Dian. Why throw? it's sa-"

"This is what you want! but you don't want to eat it. Basic ungrateful, disrespecting people's efforts." Dian stared intently at Laras, his words soft but quite spicy.

Laras was shocked to stand up, unable to believe what he saw, and guilt filled his heart. "I-I'm sorry Brother, I didn't mean anything," Laras' eyes glazed over.

Ms. Rahma stood up, then put her arm around Laras' shoulder and rubbed it. "It shouldn't be that, too, dear. Dian should understand too, this barrel, is cravings. It's also good that he's honest, rather than secret. Even though Laras wanted to be bought by Ibra and did not want to eat it, it could be eaten by people. Many assistants also like, if thrown away, it is redundant. Darling is made redundant that way," said Rahma looking at Dian.

"I'm pissed. Mah, I'm willing to buy it for him, eeh .. don't want to eat, so upset!"

"But that, innate cravings dear people, if not cravings! there's no way Laras wouldn't eat." Madam Rahma approached Dian rubbing her back. "Sabar .. first too, Mama so, Ibra cravings time."

Hygiene ....

Susi cleaned the ice cream scattered on the floor. Until it's clean.

Dian pouted, still annoyed, while Laras wiped away her tears dripping down her cheeks for some reason her heart ached. But still feeling bad for Dian, feeling guilty with his attitude. "I'm sorry, brother?" it's not that I don't appreciate Kak Dian's gift."

"Already, dear ... you are not wrong too," said Ms. Rahma very softly on Laras.

Dian let out a very long breath, then he exhaled very roughly. Then look towards Laras. "Oh yeah, I was wrong too. I'm supposed to ask you first, who you want to buy."

"Yes .. already, magrib nih. Should we pray first, later to meet again the grave night, oya have said not the same Ibra? let him get ice cream, while he's home." Rahma looked at Laras.

Laras. "Not yet."

Ms. Rahma inhaled and exhaled her rough breath. He understood, if Laras had not been so brave to Ibra, so he did not dare to speak. "Wild. Mama's talking to Ibra, right?"

Rahma then approached the landline, calling Ibra to buy something Laras wanted. "Hello .. dear? when you get home, stop by the alpha or something. Buy banana-flavored ice cream for cravings, remember you have to buy it yourself. Not anyone else."

After she finished talking, Rahma hung up. "It has. Mama said, she'll be home. Bring what you want," Rahma said to Laras who looked down.

Barrel raised his head. "Thank you Mah?"

"Huuh ... plug! spoiled once," murmured Dian inwardly.

"Yes .. same."

Dian first moved from her seat. "Dian, go to the room first. Maad."

"Yes, baby." Madam Rahma nodded.

Likewise Laras moved to shift his chair. "Laras too. Mah, pray magrib first."

"hem .. yes. Mama too."

Laras walked gontai, towards his room. Sayup-sayup sounds adzan magrib so beautiful. Inviting Muslims to pray.

After salad. Barrel lying down, want to go down mager, eat what else is not napsu. Finally a cutoff.

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After receiving a call from the mother. Ibra continued to chat with her lawyer. "I just want to know everything, don't want to know anything else about this matter."

"good. Sir, I'm glad to be working with you." the man in the black coat stretched out his hand.

The two shook hands, and the lawyer was also quiet. Zayn thrusts, some new files into Ibra. "It has to finish tonight too, it can't be tomorrow, right!"

"You, it's so good to talk, just play orders. Who do you think ha?" ibra said as he glanced at the grinning Zayn.

"Yes, the hell .. You're the boss, that's it! it should be an example. For employees, what else is like now these seconds want to go down payday. So ... let's increase the spirit, especially with the bonus. Wow steady boos!"

"Ck, just say you want to add a salary .. don't have to turn that, dizzy I hear it," Ibra's heavy voice.

"He .. he .. he .. he .. do you know the boss?" zayn said he was embarrassed.

The clockwork round has shown at 19:30 wib but Ibra is still struggling with his work. "Yes. God ... I'm waiting to bring ice cream home. Aah there-anything, try can anyone who buys. Don't have to wait for me, it's easier. Stay pesen gojeg, done," murmured Ibra. while immediately cleaning up his work.

"If it could be just ice cream is easy, I can also, just buy it and take it to the Missions. Meet the angel." Down his eyebrows.

"Just son, there's a man there's a husband. Not a single, dirty brain base" pointed at the grinning Zayn at a glance.

"Married, not a mulu." Ibra's throwing a little table.

"Don't go wrong? I married almost every night." Zayn.

"I mean ... marry first," Ibra said while taking care of the important files.

"You don't want to, if you are married. Scared like you boss, not quite one, right berabe! if it's for me." Zayn. Take some of the file.

"The story ... nyindir? do you know what the real story is? actually I am quite one, but because of circumstances. Forced to be enjoyed," said Ibra.

"Ha! by force? it's a pleasure," Zayn said again.

"Ah, already, we're home!" take Ibra to stand up and tidy up her chair.

Ibra and Zayn walked down the aisle, traversing every room that was one, two that were still overtime.

Ibra is already in the car. "Boss rain, drizzle rain." Zayn looked up at the sky.

"Hurry way!" ibra said he saw the cloudy weather had even started raining.

The car pulled over right in front of Alfamart. Directly order ice cream with a large size of 3 cups at once, make stock he said.

After paying, the car drove fast. "Don't hurry, napa? I only have a life, no stock." Ibra patted Zayn on the shoulder and laughed.

A few time lapse. Ibra up to the front of the Missions, he went down carrying a cup of ice cream. Zayn's car takes him home. Ibra's arrival was warmly welcomed by Dian.

"Met night baby? tumben's home late." Dian embraced Ibra's body very tightly.

"I'm a little busy baby, so come home late." Ibra returned Dian's embrace and kissed her forehead.

"I miss." Dian took off her embrace for a moment, looking at her husband's face. Then back to the groove.

The assistant took the pouch that Ibra had stored in the chair. He brought it to the kitchen. Ibra saw the assistant bring her groceries inside.

"Have dong hugs, I'm tired of cleaning, my body is very sticky," while smelling his own body odor.

"Ooh .. but I love it, it's still fragrant." Dian carved out her sweet smile.

"Ha! smell, yeah, I take a shower." Ibra led Dian's hand to her room.

They walk around each other's waists. In the elevator also hug each other, pouring out longing, which they may rarely spill.

"I feel impatient, want to go abroad immediately. While on our honeymoon, there were only the two of us, no one dared to bother us," said Dian put his hands on Ibra's shoulders and touched each other's noses.

Arriving in the room were both still hugging each other Dian drowned her face in the chest field Ibra. For a moment feel comfortable in the arms of the husband.

Ibra stroked Dian's short, affectionate hair, occasionally dipping the top of her head.

Hygiene ....

Only the sound of breathing blows, and the heartbeat that adorns the silence of the atmosphere. Slowly Dian took off his arms and opened the suit that Ibra was wearing, unbuttoning Ibra's shirt one by one.

Ibra looked at Dian's longing-looking face, cup. Ibra again kissed Dian's forehead affectionately. "I love you. I'll take a shower." Ibra undressed her while walking to the bathroom.

Dian took a deep breath. Entering the wardrobe whose contents are neatly arranged, it has been a very long time he did not enter this space. Take Ibra's nightgown, then immediately go back and wait on the sofa.

Dian who from earlier was already feeling hot, getting hotter when she saw her husband who was just wearing a towel. The chest of the real Ibra field before his eyes, the more stirring his increasingly passionate desire, he swallowed his saliva many times.

Dian approached Ibra and immediately hugged her husband's body, a passionate embrace.

Ibra returned the hug, as a husband or a man he understood that his wife was craving him. He rubbed the delicate back of Dian who began to be aggressive towards him.

Gts ....

Gts ....

Gts ....

Someone knocked on the door, making Ibra and Dian's activities stop, upset. Ibra took off her hug on Dian ....

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