Marriage Contract Letter

Not a vacation

Dian noticed the gestures of Laras who sincerely serve her husband, she realized after a long time rarely serve her husband sweetly. Makes her forget how to serve her husband well, except in bed. Dian's eyes moved to see Laras take Ibra's shoes and put them on.

"Yes, Lord .. I have never indulged such a husband for a long time, it is only natural that my husband long fell in love with his young wife. No, she can't fall in love with another woman, except me" she muttered Dian as she swung her steps closer to them.

Ibra was surprised to see Dian coming. "Darling?"

Laras was on his knees just finished wearing Ibra's shoes, hearing Ibra's voice say a word of affection. Look up and look at Dian. Then stand.

"Laras, thank you? you've taken care of my husband." Dian commented on her sweet smile.

Laras looked at Ibra who was also looking at him. "Isn't he my husband too? it's only natural that I take care of it!" batin Laras without him expressing with words.

"Honey, wah ... is it a handsome gini? more dear deh," said Dian while holding his hand on the neck Ibra. face to face.

"If I'm not handsome, don't you love me?" tanya Ibra looked at Dian.

"Em .. no dear, kidding," hugged Ibra's body warmly.

"I'm also joking, baby" said Ibra, her bead glancing at Laras who was standing looking at her. Expecting Laras to be jealous but Laras gives her a warm smile.

"Ah, fuck! not even a smile." Ibra murmured in the heart.

"Eh ... Sir, I go first, Sister Dian. Me first!" lirih Laras while out leaving the two of them.

Ibra stared at Laras' back until it was lost behind the door, Dian's eyes turned her husband's henchman staring at Laras' departure.

"Both good? every day take care of you. I just like to forget and be busy with myself" said Dian, framing Ibra's face with her hands.

"Continue, why have you forgotten, that is your duty, too" cried Ibra looking at his wife. Dian.

"Because .. I am often busy and many assistants are also just preparing," elak Dian, cup kissed Ibra's lips at a glance then led his hand to the dining room.

Ibra complies, then aligns her steps, and embraces Dian's waist. A little bit of laughable tickle, making Dian jolt and laugh.

Behind Laras' smile, there was a strange sense he felt like an ant bite in his heart. Upset at Ibra and Dian's intimate scene. "But ... Why am I jealous? he's his wife." Mumbled as he walked towards the kitchen.

Arriving in the kitchen he was greeted by his mother-in-law who was already there. "Dear, how did you sleep last night. Not sound?"

Laras responded with a faint smile, he sat himself in an ordinary place and was available bumil milk. Laras looked at him with a reluctant look, a lazy sense of drinking it.

"Eeh .. Your face is pale, baby, are you sleep deprived?" ask Rahma to come back.

"It seems so, big madam .. rich young mistress sleeps less that." Susi nimbrung's.

Madam Rahma glanced at him. Then his gaze was fixed on Laras back. "It's really not sleeping last night, eating last night, is it?" a series of questions from Ms. Rahma looked anxious.

Laras' smile began his speech. "Yes, Mah. I had a hard time sleeping, ate last night."

"Oh. Thank goodness to eat! but ... Why is it so hard to sleep?"

"I don't know Mah. It's hard these eyes are closed." Laras gulped his bumil milk, then shuddered.

"For Mah ... Where's papa? haven't gone down to breakfast," said Dian with a cheerful look on her face. As bright as this morning.

"By the morning, you're ready to go to work?" staring at the appearance of the child and his mantel are neat with a work suit.

"Yes, Mah." Ibra shifted her seat near Laras who was turning the milk glass.

By reflex Laras stood up and took a plate for Ibra. "What breakfast do you want?" glanced at Ibra who was also looking at him.

Then Ibra's view turned to the contents of the table. "Bread only" replied Ibra briefly.

Baras smeared the bread with jam srikaya because it was his favorite, then gave it to Ibra and brought the warm milk closer.

Come Mr. Marwan, for breakfast together. "Have you started breakfast yet?" mr. Marwan sat near his wife.

"Newly will, Pah .." said his wife. Rahmas.

All started breakfast, as well as Laras forced himself to eat even if only two three spoons. Dian who saw Laras eat it a little directly commenting. "Eating a lot of dong, let the baby be healthy, enough nutritional intake as well." Staring fixed on the Barrel.

"It's full Brother" said Laras.

"Yes, Mah. Oya Mah, usually the cravings are how many months anyway?" ask Laras to look at the mother-in-law.

"Em .. there are three months there are also more, who do not feel the cravings are also not a little loh," mom Rahma frowned. "That guy is different, baby. There are also pregnant women who crave very severe, up to 3 or 4 months can not do anything, in addition to sleeping. Same stinky rice, any food won't. Bumil milk also smells, rarely eat. Lack of nutritional intake that eventually hit the stomach, mag pain. So you must be good at maintaining health, do not let it happen and befall you and your grandson." said Rahma at length.

"Oh .. Is that it?" then Laras bengong thought about the words of the mother-in-law just now.

Under the table, Ibra's left hand touched Laras's hand, but quickly Laras dodged and raised, putting both his hands on the table.

Netra Ibra's eyes moved looking at the table, dumbly. "In touch hands alone is difficult, why so avoid gini. What's my fault?" batin Ibra, then finished her breakfast.

"This afternoon, Dian and I are going overseas, Mama still lives here, right?" tanyanya Ibra on the mother.

"This afternoon? both of you," Rahma's mom frowned.

"Yes, Mah's business is not a holiday" Ibra added.

"But ... dear? a day or two may be, a short vacation," Dian said as she looked at her husband.

"No idea how later," said Ibra while glancing at Laras. For a moment Laras glanced and seconds then turned his eyes to Rahma's mother.

"Oh, Mama really wants to be here to take care of Laras, especially if you want to go, no one takes care of Laras, right? but ... hanging Papah," glanced at her husband.

Mr. Marwan finished the food in his mouth first. Before speaking. "Papa, at least tomorrow go back to the Netherlands, already. Laras come with Papah, right? come with us." Glancing Laras.

"Ow ... Papah, if I can, I'll take him abroad. With us" said Ibra.

"Oh, yes-yes .. forgot." Marwan nodded.

Madam Rahma looked anxiously at Laras. If she was here like her husband? but if it's Kasian! ibra has a job abroad. "Where's dong?"

"I'm not pa-pa, you guys take it easy. I'll be fine here" Laras' voice was very confident, he didn't want to make them anxious about the contents.

All eyes look at the barrel. "You sure? it will be fine" asked Rahma's mother while reassuring herself.

"Yes, Mah .. After all, there are many who keep me here really." Laras turned his assistants in this ministry."

Ibra looked at the clock in her hand. "A long time ago, I want to go to work, the chat later in the afternoon onward."

"okay." Rahma nodded.

Ibra moved from her seat. Baras immediately grabbed Ibra's hand and kissed her, Ibra's heart warmed, albeit a little chuckle! turns out Laras still cares.

Then Ibra said goodbye to her mother and father. After that, he hurried to leave the place.

Dian stood up too. "Clearned! you're going to my room for a minute, right? there's something I want to talk about." Dian passed by without waiting for an answer from Laras.

Madam Rahma looked at the steps of Dian who left the dining table. While Laras is silent, I don't know what Dian wants to tell him. "What else? why don't you just talk here." he murmured.

The barrel stood about to follow the steps of Dian who was no longer visible shadow. "Well, Pah. I'll go first."

"Yes dear," said Rahma and Marwan nodded. Accompanying the departure of Laras.

Now Laras and dian are sitting opposite on Dian's sofa room. Laras linked his fingers to each other, waiting for what Dian would tell him.

Before speaking Dian sighed deeply, taking the brown envelope from her bag. "It's monthly money for you and I've added it," stashed it roughly on the table.

Mata Laras stared at the envelope without touching it, now he understood why Dian always gave her monthly money? it was as a payment because Laras wanted to conceive Ibra's child. Especially now that she is actually pregnant. With that money! Dian will be more flexible if one day later Laras gave birth and her baby is taken by Dian.

Laras nodded, yes now he began to understand. "What's that money for?" his eyes turned to look at Dian.

"That's ..your monthly money, for your needs, you should be thanking me. Which honey routinely gives honey money? her husband is also capable." Dian walked back and forth with his arms crossed at the chest.

"Thank you? isn't that payment, payment because I want to conceive Kak Dian's husband's child! another wife too. As long as I don't Brother give me monthly money.

Dian saw Laras with a hostile view, Dian felt now Laras dared to refute his words ....

****

To my readers who are always faithful waiting up his novel, I really, really thank you all. May you not get bored and continue to be loyal readers, continue to support me ya🙏 so that more enthusiasm for his up.