Marriage Contract Letter

Fire jealousy

"Excuse me .." the young man's voice.

All eyes were on who had come, the orphanage maam immediately stood up and greeted him who was still standing at the door. "Son Jody .. come in, son, come in."

The ma'am was so friendly and guided the young man called Jody. Enter and blend in with the Barrels and the kids.

"Laras, introduce. She ... Son of Jody from Semarang, the benefactor of this home." Ma'am introduced Jody to Laras.

Barrel nodded and slightly gasped. I feel like I've met you, but I don't know where? Frowning, Laras throws his smile.

Likewise Jody reviewed the smile and extended her hand while saying. "Jody." Jody."

Laras welcomes Jody's hand just like that. "By the line."

Then Jody approached the children to shake hands.

Ibra who was curious about who came, when Jody was with the children of the orphanage, clearly saw the man.

His heart began to feel hot, as if a blazing fire was burning. Especially just now, Laras smiled and became acquainted. Shake hands with the man. He added that Laras was silent and did not ask him to talk anymore. Seeing Jody sitting on the same sofa as Laras, complete already suffering Ibra's heart burning jealousy.

Ibra turns off the VC connection, then reconnects. The barrel that saw his phone off immediately stashed it into his bag. But seconds later the phone came in, who else if not Ibra.

"What the hell is it?" Barrel with its malasas.

"Hurry home?" ketus Ibra's.

"But .. I just came. Have not met the other children, they are still learning," said Laras refused to go home quickly.

"The shop, go home now." Ibra's talk is full of emphasis. Make Laras lethargic, but he wants to be soon, because he wants to meet the other orphanage children who are still outside.

Laras kept the phone and then went home. "Mom, I'll go home first, okay?"

"Kok, why is it fast? just arrived too, haven't eaten and you haven't met the other children," the orphanage's mom stared in surprise.

With lethargy Laras replied, "Other times, ma'am. I came again," he stood up and highlighted his bag.

Jody looked towards Laras. "Where's home? let me take you!" offering services while standing.

"Oh, no. Thanks, I can go home by myself." The barrel rushed away after saying goodbye to the children as well.

Jody's eyes continued to look at Laras' back, his smile continued to expand and did not disappear from his lips.

"Son Jody, don't be too comfortable to see it, fall in love?" goda bu's home.

The sound of the housebu broke Jody's daydream. "Ah, I could have, right! it seems like I've fallen in love at first sight, ma'am," Jody replied without hesitation.

The maam briefly fell silent, then sighed deeply. "Laras is married, but let it be, after all he said only married a contract. According to his old wife. Jody is also a good person, I'm sure of that. May they mate someday, "inner mom home.

"Mom, how are you daydreaming?" ask Jody, 'cause the house mom is just daydreaming.

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Barrel entered the car with a cobbled heart, very upset at Ibra. Just coming, already told to go home, Laras wept as an outpouring of his frustration at Ibra. A few calls from Ibra he ignored.

Sitting against the translucent gaze of the window, his eyes continued to flow tears that felt warm on the cheeks.

Every now and then Mr. Barko looks from the rearview mirror the condition of his employer. Because Laras did not pick up his phone, Barko was targeted by Ibra to ask his wife.

"Hello sir, yes. It's heading home."

Laras who heard Mr. Barko's conversation just glanced lazily, then re-looked out where the streets were crowded with other vehicles.

Laras had arrived at the Missions, he was immediately alone in the room. Curious Bu Rika, immediately asked Mr. Barko.

Mr. Barko just said. "There may be a little problem with the master, hence such a mistress."

"Oh, have you, thank you sir?"

Mr. Barko left Rika's mom standing in the lobby. Then Rika also went back to another place.

The solitary barrel in the room still felt goiter, a prolonged upset. He curled up in the blanket, his heart raging with rage, anger and finally crying.

"Madam is young, it's good to have lunch first" Susi screeches from behind the door.

Lazy barrel to say, he let Susi continue to scream. The more the blanket tightened, the eyes closed, the sleep.

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At a cafe, Mery was talking with a man who was with him to Bali, Sitting them so stuck like a lover.

"You should be able to take Ibra's wealth as much as possible, especially if you are pregnant almost all of his property will fall on your child." Said the man.

"Yes, honey, I'm a real fool. Why not just get pregnant, maybe now I've just waited happy," said Mery.

"Calm down, it's never too late. Now you can start it too. You're gonna get pregnant!" looking at a certain meaning.

"But, baby. If I'm pregnant right now, it's not Ibra's son, because I haven't been touched by my husband in a long time. This must be your son, baby." Mery's anxious.

"What if the will, that this child I bear is not his child?" mery asked, getting worried.

"Hi .. You're not pregnant, baby, you're already worried about high levels. Relax ... we will think about it as time goes by," said Hadi as he kissed Mery's defiant lips.

Hadi hugged and whispered. "Later if your husband comes home, try to sleep with him" whispered Hadi.

"Easy. If you just sleep, you get rations, people I'm his wife, "very confident.

"Based on the shrimp head, you're beautiful but your brain is empty." Gumam Hadi softly. It was clearly in Mery's ears.

"What dear?" ask Mery.

"Em .. I mean. If he comes home, try to sleep and do it, that's what I mean." added Hadi.

"Oh, yeah baby, I understand." Meri nods.

"Where if we find lodging? we're having fun again." Take Hadi to fuck Mery.

Mery who drifts with every touch of Hadi enjoys more and more. And forgot that she had a husband. "Can."

"okay! we're gonna have fun all night. Want, Right?" have Hadi hypnotize Mery and Mery just nods.

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Ibra in her office kept fussing. His heart still felt the burning heat of the fire of jealousy towards Laras, dozens of times the phone calls from him Laras ignored. "I have to finish my work today, to get home soon."

He immediately continued his work. Until late afternoon, Ibra re-attached the VC with Laras, who was eventually lifted as well. "Alhamdulillah ... Where the hell are you ha?"

The barrel sitting on the balcony chair looked lethargic and his eyes were puffy. "Sleep."

"You why? your eyes are so thick, what's up?" continued Ibra curious, because Laras did not answer his question.

"Not to anyone," looked lazy to talk.

"What ... Do you miss me?" god Ibra.

Laras turned his head, then glared perfectly. "I'm upset, you told me to go home, when I just arrived. I haven't seen the other kids." Grouser Laras.

Ibra laughed, "Squeezed base, is that so cry. I guess because I want to still be with that young man?" ibra's murmur ended by advancing his pouting lips.

"You, say what?" asked Laras staring dislike.

"No, I didn't say anything, so you're angry? I told you to go home? if you're angry, let's get angry." Challenge Ibra while grinning.

"You are unjust, your wife is given freedom outside, until she has no time to take care of you. I, who when you were not around, I was still not given freedom as well," finally Laras grumbled as well. Something he wanted to say this afternoon.

Ibra is smirking. "If you don't like it and still want to see the kids, why go home?" tanya Ibra looked at the Jutek-faced Laras. He was even more anxious to see it.

Baras was silent, really why he came home. "Because .. because I-" Laras could not answer.

Ibra looked at her heart, wanting to hug her. "Have you eaten?"

Laras shook his head, he could not understand why he was according to Ibra. "Ah. He is my husband after all, so it is only natural that I follow my husband." Laras murmured inwardly.

"Eat, our children will be malnourished. You too, eat there." Tell Ibra.

"Abang has eaten himself?" take a quick glance, then look the other way.

"I'm still in the office. I'll eat soon! want it anyway, eat you," while winking her flirtatious eyes.

Laras flicked his lips. "Am I food?" ketus Laras.

"I miss you," murmured Ibra staring at the two beads of Laras' eyes. Their eyes met as if speaking something that could not be expressed in words.

It was no longer able to bear to immediately spill the longing that was seeping in Ibra's chest. Again Ibra felt hot, hot all over the body. Ibra pulls and loosens the tie that ties the neck. And opened some buttons on his chest.

I don't know why Laras feels the same way. But Laras could hide his feelings.

Ibra so remember again about the man who met with Laras. "Remember, if anyone meets an acquaintance. Don't you want to."

"Why? just acquaintance, not marriage!" sahut Laras's.

Ibra was surprised to hear the words from Laras. "No, you're my wife, and soon you'll be my son's mother. Just yummy! who knows if he likes you later."

"Iih .. he himself has many wives, I know him, no, you are not fair" said Laras with a sweet smile.

"Ah .. That's another story. Anyway-"

"What anyway?" challenge Laras, again smelling his smile. "Eh, briefly! I opened the chat from the house first."

Laras opened a chat from the home mom first. On the old phone belonging to Laras. Tumben-tumbenan bu panty chat ....

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