Marriage Contract Letter

Husband not missed

Laras was surprised to hear the irregular sound of door slashing, then Laras rushed to walk closer to the door. Fitting in open Susi stands with a crybaby face display.

What do you mean Sus banged on the door so hard, make the hangers know not?" said Laras staring in wonder at the grim Susi.

"I'm sorry, Madam! if you make hangers, but .. The heart of the Madam is still in place, right? not dislodged or jumping, right?" suhut Susi while asking something that does not make sense.

Laras. "I'm surprised, what's wrong? kara people are chasing demons or something!"

"He .. he .. he .. that's Madam, the big lady told me to eat dinner and drink some ground milk," Susi said with a grin.

Laras' eyes turned to his room. "I've been drinking bumil milk really, forgot? it is also available in the room to stay brewed," continued Laras back.

Susi dipped into the room. "Oh, I forgot!" scratching his head that is not itchy. "But .. maybe the big lady just reminded me, oya, in wait for dinner."

"Em ... okay." Barrel stepped his foot and closed the door.

They both walked with the kitchen purpose. "Sus, it looks like I want to move out of here anyway" Laras murmured while in the elevator.

"What Madam? why it's good here, big house. Everything, what the hell is lacking Madam? husband's getting more attention." Susi was astonished.

"In fact, here is too broad, yes here all-round, all-luxury. Pokonya all-round life, but I feel unsettled, actually I feel at home here. Just be at home ...."

"Susi knows, only Madam here in honey yes, sharing a husband, however sometimes there are some words that come from another wife, is that so Madam?" said Susi who understands the position of Laras.

Laras turned his head and stared fixedly at Susi. Susi understood, understood her feelings. "That's right Sus, I want to live a quiet life, even if I share a husband. At least don't see them making out!"

"O, oh ... Susi knows, the young mistress is jealous huh? if the master of the other wife is ahem. Especially Miss Dian?" awkwardly Susi pointed towards the dodgy smiling Laras.

"Jealous? no, not jealous! let them do what, husband and wife, right?" elak Laras's.

"Ci elah ... Young mistress ngaku, same time husband is not jealous when the other woman?" sue Susi again.

"Ih .. They were, first to be his wife sir, while I? new!" they chatted for a few more meters to the dining table.

Seeing the arrival of Laras bu Rahma and Mr. Marwan smiling. "Let's have dinner first, don't forget also the bumil milk is drunk."

Barrel pulled a chair for him to sit on. "Yes, Mah. Laras didn't forget, even now he's drinking in the room."

"Good baby, then!" said Rahma ma'am.

"Come, eat?" take Mr. Marwan.

Laras and mom Rahma nodded. Laras take a little vegetable, eat while daydreaming. "My phone's left in my room."

"Why dreamy dear?" asked Rahma when she saw Laras bengong.

"Ah, no Mah," said Laras while painting her sweet smile.

"Ec ... Ibra's told you not yet?" ask Rahma again while scooping food into her mouth.

Laras kept the glass he had just gulped. "Not yet."

"Not yet" said Mr. Marwan. Then Mr. Marwan turned to Rika who stood up and occasionally served his master who was eating it. "Mom, tomorrow my wife and I go home, so as heads here. I leave everything the same Miss Rica, including the young Madam. You all have to take good care of him, don't let him get sapped or stressed. Okay?"

"Okay, big sir. We'll remember Master's message" said Rika and Susi nodding as well as the other assistants.

"Thank you, just in case there's anything call the police and call us."

"Good, Sir." Bu Rika nodded.

"Papah .. believe me, Laras will be fine. Mama too, take it easy, I'll take care of this stuff very well." Staring at his two in-laws in turn.

Both of them smiled happily. "We believe in you, only Mama likes parno. Afraid of this, afraid of it, we miss her very much dear presence!" mama Rahma rubbed the back of Laras' hand.

"Yes, I know, you miss the presence of children in this family. But let me take care of him myself later." Baras is a little sad.

"Yes dong, you have to take care of him. Who else? you're her real mother, unless you can't take care of her. Partly to babysit when you are busy for example, there are many assistants. But ... Papah reckon Ibra will not let you busy or work other than taking care of your child," said Mr. Marwan and given a nod by Rahma's wife.

"Why did you say so dear? if you're not who else, where are you going?" asked Rahma looking curiously.

"Em .. not going anywhere, just the next time Sister Dian wants to take care of her herself! and keep him away from me, you can! I don't want Mah, Papah. I don't want my son to be kept away from me!" laras speech ended haru.

In the past Laras never thought about the fate of the child, wanted to be taken or treated with Dian, while he would be removed. Please, but now he is not willing, even if he is removed from the status of wife. Laras won't give his son to Dian.

"Ow .. there is no way Dian would care for a child! he is spoiled, why he takes care of children if the edges of the assistant also take care of. Indeed, she really wants to have children, but she is, is a career woman is not possible every day to care for children," Rahma's mother wags her hands and lips pout.

Barrel took a deep breath. Then he threw it away very long. There is also a truth said the mother-in-law, if Dian is not necessarily willing to fully take care of her baby later.

Ringing from Marwan's cell phone. It went off and Marwan picked it up immediately. "Ibra's on the phone."

"Hello, how have you arrived yet?" asked Mr. Marwan very enthusiastic.

"It's been, it's just arrived, and it's still at the airport" Ibra replied from the phone.

"Thank God it's here." Mr. Marwan thanked.

"Is my wife there?" ibra asked Laras.

"Oh, ada. Is eating. Do you want to talk to him?" said Mr. Marwan while glancing at the lowered Laras.

"No, yes, I'm going to go to the apartment first." Ibra then turned off her phone.

"okay."

"What's he saying, Pah?" mama Rahma was curious.

"It's here, but it's still at the airport. Not yet at the apartment, he said."

"Oh, great. When it arrived safely." Timpal ma Rahma.

The barrel moved from his seat. "Well, I'll go to the room first, okay?" pamit Laras on mama-in-law. "Bah, I'll stay first."

"Yes, baby, enough rest huh?" sahut mam Rahma and a nod from Mr. Marwan.

Barrel left the place. He was going to the room but his steps swung into the park and he sat there. Breathing in the cold night air, the smell of roses and the delicious night. So cool, crashing in that place.

The barrel sat on the long chair. Looking at the flowers in front of him, some are already blooming and some are still waiting for their buds.

Moving his bead of eyes to the black sky, dark without a single star. Facing the vast sky. "We are under the same sky. But I don't know where you're hanging right now." Laras Mumbled.

An hour later, Laras felt a chill in his body. The night wind started to greet the skin, he stood up, walking towards the room. Rushed into his room, after being in the room. The barrel dropped itself on the bed.

Around midnight, Laras was agitated and awake from his sleep. Then get up to take a glass of water then in his sip until the toilet.

He looked at his cell phone on the bed, it was shaking. Laras sat his body on the bed and looked back at the time showing at 00.30 wib.

Laras' hand grabbed the phone, apparently vic from Ibra. "What's the night-night phone? vic again, where's his wife going?" mumbles Baras. Then scrolling through the ijo icon and keeping the phone in front of him looked like Ibra was sitting in casual clothes.

"Over long lift? what don't you want to talk to me?" ibra said straight away.

Barrels tie his messy hair first. "What time is it?" with his raucous voice.

"Oh, yes," said Ibra as she glanced at the watch. "Where are you?"

"Well, as you can see," answered Laras ketus. Sok.

"Didn't you miss me?" tanya Ibra looked at the face of Laras who was clearly the face of her pillow.

"No, why? a few hours ago we were together!" kara Laras while throwing her face away.

"Reviews huh? if I see you I won't let you go" Ibra muttered with a smile.

"What's watching, going through? just take care of your wife there," continued Laras.

"Why, jealous?" ibra's smile grinned.

"Ih, no. I'm sleepy" elak Laras again.

"Hem .. the fate of a husband who is not missed?" ibra lethargic.

Laras pursed his lips. Makes Ibra smile feel funny with the behavior of his young wife.

Barrel pulled the blanket and hugged her. Occasionally yawning drowsiness and even watery eyes.

"Why cold? I haven't stayed last night, here I hug. It's not cold anymore." Ibra grinning.

Barrel glared and immediately flicked his blanket. "No, not cold. Who said I was cold?" ketus Barrel.

"I told you, neighbor time? yes, sleep there! all right over there. Oya hugging bolsters huh? if miss me ha .. ha .. ha .. ha.." vic connection disconnected.

"May ..." Laras seemed to want to hit Ibra with a pillow. sok annoyed that, even though his heart flowered. And smile to myself ....

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