Marriage Contract Letter

Amendment

The barrel that was still sleeping, hearing that noisily finally slowly opened its eyes Seeing around it there were three beautiful-looking and fragrant women.

Immediately shocked and woke up not forgetting to pin the blanket under his armpit. "Well, what's going on here?" asked Laras while squinting his eyes. Staring at the three who are both crossing hands and romance haughty faces.

"You, look open your eyes wide. Look outside it's very noon, soon it's also noon. You still sleep well, instead of serving your husband, preparing breakfast and clothes. Molor only," ketus Yulia while pacing back and forth.

The barrel that was not fully conscious was only blinking its eyes. As if gathering his consciousness.

"Woi ... aware, wake up woi ... It's noon now," Yulia's sergeant stared intently at the pretentious Laras.

Barrel scratched his head. "Yes Brother. I'll wake up first, please come out. Because I'm going to take care of it," Laras' eyes swept around the messy room.

"How dare you drive us out." Meri growled at Laras.

"Once, we'll just get out. Let her clean up and clean up her room like this broken ship," Dian shuddered, she left the room first.

"Nurp ..." The barrel exhales slowly, while grimacing in pain in its core area. Do not waste any more time he immediately entered the bathroom, already feeling sticky on the body.

Relaxing the body by soaking warm water in the hub baht, the face Laras look tangled. "How did it hurt? can not move much, again grimacing while looking up to the ceiling.

"Mrs, what's in the bathroom?" the voice of his assistant from outside the bathroom, made Laras startled. Disperse the Daydream.

"I-yes," cried Laras from the bathroom.

"I've brought you breakfast for the lady and medicine for the wound my mistress keeps on the table" continued an assistant.

"Drug, what drug? what wound," muttered Laras while rising from the bath hub, wearing his towel.

Head Barrel nongol from the door, look around for anyone outside, and it turns out to be empty. Barrel immediately came out near his wardrobe.

But he remembered the word assistant there is a drug that brought him on the same table of food. The barrel approached taking and researching the ointment-shaped drug. "I tried it once." Barrels apply on the sore spot.

Once tidy, he cleaned up the messy room. Gathering dirty clothes into place, his intention wanted him to wash himself.

"Huuh ... finished also in order," the curtain was opened. "Hungry! eat first ah," approached the table that had food for him.

"Excuse me madam?" the voice of his assistant again from behind the door.

The barrel turned to the source of the sound with its mouth full of food. "Yes, who.." asked Laras.

"I'm madam, want to take the laundry, and said Madam Dian mother was told to go down to see him."

"Yes, just go in" cried Laras again. The assistant came in to get dirty clothes.

"Excuse me madam," Susi nodded respectfully at Laras, who was looking at her.

"Yes Sus."

"Madam was told Lady Dian to come down, and wait right now," looked down.

"Aih .. I just ate this." Baras quickly finished the food on his plate, making Susi gawk at the hasty eating barrel, conscious of being noticed. Laras glanced at him while grinning which was held because his mouth was very full.

Susi held her laughter. Then take the laundry that became the goal.

Laras sipped his drink boos, "Ha.h, his thirst Alhamdulillah," murmured Laras while burping.

"On the second floor of the mistress" Susi said hugging the laundry.

"Can you not call me madam,? name or what it is," continued Laras again.

"Can't be madam, you're the wife of our Master, so it's appropriate that we call like that madam" Susi made Laras nod.

They finally reached the second floor. Susi showed me a room that Susi told Dian to. The barrel pressed the bell, there was a sound from inside letting in, a check, the door knob The barrel swivel and the door was opened. A very large and luxurious room.

Laras eyes swept the room turned out in his divided from several rooms like rooms. Dining area, clean kitchen, apartment tub only. Laras was stunned to see it. Stand before being invited to sit by the owner.

From behind the door, Dian approached her. Bringing a map. "Sit on you, why stand there?" sitting his body on a long sofa.

Then Laras sat in front of Dian. Dian stared intently at Laras. "Good, it turns out that you easily gave sanctity to a man you just met," nodded arrogantly.

Laras lowered his head, he still guessed where Dian said it was. "It looks like your husband is an abnormal person, an addicted person. Addiction, can not be a moment away from women," murmured Laras.

"I've changed the marriage contract letter that you have signed" thought for a moment. "The addition is. After the child is born, you absolutely must not admit that the child is your child."

"Why?" Laras looked up in wonder.

"For the boy will be ... My son and Ibra," explained Dian.

"How will I do myself?" ask Laras back.

"After you gave birth, you I returned to the original. But don't worry, I will pay the right," said Dian again staring at Laras.

"So my contract is limited to giving birth if I'm pregnant?" Barrels are a little confused.

"Yes, didn't you read it, did you? dian said with a difficult look.

Laras bengong, do not understand and do not understand about the relationship between mother and child, but at least understand the relationship between marriage. "But .. You mean madam, you think I'm a child-printing machine, after having my child thrown away? oya master's wife, right there were three before her, why does not one have children?" ask Laras bravely.

"We're not ready to get pregnant and give birth? Yulia is still in college, Meri is busy modeling and I am busy with my career no time to take care of children," while shaking hands in front of her face.

"Why are you getting married? if you don't want to have children, you yourself say, if I give birth, my son will you take! then who will take care of. Are you busy with your own world? use baby siter too, why do you want to have children! if you don't want to take care of ...."

Dian glared perfectly. "That's another story, and we've got permission from my husband Ibra, don't try to interfere in our affairs, otherwise you'll know the consequences."

Laras looked down silent for a moment, there was fear that enveloped his heart. "I'm not meddling but just surprised, you have three wives, what do you do?"

"Have it, I am lazy to debate with you, just sign it immediately," pointed to the letter.

Laras. "Do I have to sign again? isn't that time enough.?" with a less understanding look.

"It has to be, sign it. Don't waste my time, I'll go to work" Dian explained.

The barrel takes the ballpoint and shifts the paper. Finish signature. The barrel returned it to Dian who smirked in satisfaction.

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