Marriage Contract Letter

Spilling a sense of longing

The sprawler! When the handle of the broom floated right on the person's head, it briefly turned its head and took over from Laras' hand. He was shocked too, he thought the one inside was sleeping. In fact, he woke up and welcomed with a broom handle that hit his head.

He immediately threw the broomstick in any place. Grimacing in pain, holding his head. Fortunately, a little slow and not full of energy, Laras hit him.

"Please .. pencu-"

"Stop this me," Ibra's heavy voice stopped Laras' scream, and instantly locked the door. "Don't be noisy. It will be considered real."

Laras mouth gaping, he was very surprised to see Ibra standing in front of him at this time, did not he say a few hours ago still abroad? he opened his eyes wide and occasionally rubbed his face. Still not sure what is right the person in front of him is actually ibra!

Patting both of his cheeks, he was dreaming. But this is real, not in a dream.

Ibra grimacing. "Sick ... How could you hit me?"

"That's your fault! you-you, why are you here? mom-it's not still overseas!" mumbled Barrel with a disjointed voice. And still in place.

Ibra. "Tadi .. I was already at the airport soekarno hatta," grinning, his hand grabbed Laras' hand.

Baras brushed off Ibra's hand. "Why do you keep coming in like a criminal? make people hang."

"Me, you're surprised. Even welcomed with a blow, sick tau .. as a result of you hit it," said Ibra while stroking the head that hurts.

"Who tried it? the guy said he couldn't go home yet, suddenly came sneaking around like he was just about to steal." Ketus Laras who do not want to be blamed.

"I ... was going to surprise you. Uh ... Am I the one who was surprised?" luh Ibra who sat her body on the shoulder of the sofa right in front of Laras who was still standing.

"Make surprise? there are those who make people hang," said Laras who is still his chest up and down the roar of breath that has not been regular. "Where to try if I call the police."

"Usually, you're sleeping well at this hour! why awaken? or ... You miss me yes," again Ibra grabbed the hand of Laras and again Laras tepis and back away.

"Who said? I-I woke up thirsty and hungry. That's why I woke up" said Laras, staring at Ibra who looked dim.

"Yes?" Ibra nodded her head.

"It's not been a week but .. have you been home? how, fun trip," continued Laras.

"I'm there to take care of the job, baby. Not streets. Why am I going home? because my business there is done." Ibra answered while opening the suit she was still wearing. Keep it on the couch.

Baras' eyes stared at the suit that Ibra had kept. "But .. instead of going on vacation for a few days?"

"I never said that, maybe Dian said that. I wasn't. Instead I want to go home quickly, I can't wait to meet my son." Ibra stood forward one step, approaching Laras.

One step back and stepped to the side. "Sir Dian how are you? yes, does Kak Dian want a vacation, why don't you follow his will?"

"If he wants to, when, like now, he hasn't come home. Because he wants a vacation first." said Ibra, his heart was getting anxious. With the behavior of Laras who continued to avoid.

"Oh, why are you coming home? if Dian hasn't come home!"

"I still have a lot of business here, at most he's also two days back. People have business too." Ibra replied, staring at Laras, he watched from head to toe.

Silent barrel. "Oh .. so he went home alone." murmured Laras in heart.

"Don't you miss me, want to hug my body for example?" raise his eyebrows.

Laras. "No. Just be usual."

Ibra showed her white teeth. Get back close and gep! laras' hand, Ibra got both. They stand facing. "Is that right, you don't miss me?" with a gentle gaze staring at the two eyeballs.

The Barrel's heart is racing fast again, racing fast. He did not answer. Only her lips moved slightly. Ibra's eyes were fixed to the lips of the natural red Laras which was currently without any polish at all.

Ibra's chest rumbled. The longing that some days he endured finally he could let go as well. In a romantic atmosphere like this, silent, under the dim light. Adding sahdu.

Barrel tried to release his hand. But too powerful a handheld Ibra, he turned his gaze to the floor. Laras so bristled to see the gaze of Ibra who seemed to crave him.

"Le-regardless, I'd like to grab a drink for you, must be thirsty right?" pulling a hard hand out.

"Em .. I, want to keep the suit." Laras's bead moved to see Ibra's suit lying on the sofa.

Ibra's eyes followed what Laras saw. "No need, let it be." Ibra chimed in with a heavy voice and breath began to hunt.

The barrel rotates the brain, how to escape Ibra. Laras's behavior is getting tense, nervous about what he's making.

"Do you not want to take care of me? after a long time of not serving me!" renajuk Ibra his voice is getting raucous.

"L-yes, that's why I want to get you a drink and keep your suit, that's also a form of service isn't it?" Laras returned the gaze of Ibra's eyes.

"Ck .. not that one. What I mean." Ibra said back.

"What's? or do you want to take a shower? I'll prepare warm water first!" laras's feet were about to step, though his hands were still locked in Ibra's grasp.

"No need, I don't want to take a bath." Ibra insisted, then knelt before Laras. His face was right in front of Laras' stomach.

Cup!

Cup!

Pecking the stomach Barrel which still looks flat but more contained. "How are you, Papi? sorry, Papi just visited you. These days, Papi is busy. I can just go home now." Pasting his face on Laras' stomach.

Laras did not think that Ibra would kneel and kiss her stomach and talk to her fetus.

With a vibrating voice. "The happy fireman can come home as soon as possible, and will surely be able to meet you as soon as possible." Cup! the kiss made Laras even more bristling. Goosebumps.

The barrel grew louder, not knowing what to do or what to say. Besides silence a thousand languages. Especially when Ibra fingers reveal the Pajamas Laras upwards and clearly visible skin of the stomach Laras and navel.

Ibra again kissed Laras' stomach this time directly to his skin so that Laras feel cold, damp a little wet and increasingly creepy. When Ibra's lips stuck to her stomach directly.

"Okay .. How is this?" The barrel bit his lower lip.

Ibra put her cheek on the stomach of the old Barrel .. occasionally kiss it as if shedding longing that had been buried.

It just so happened that Laras could not move anymore because his back was stuck to the wall, he was just dumbstruck.

"During there, I was often as nauseous and dizzy as you felt," Ibra's face looked up for a moment. Then put his lips on Laras' stomach back.

"Ha, that means I'm less nauseous and dizzy, because Ibra is experiencing it, can it?" inner Barrel.

"Good boy, you're according to Papi. You don't bother your Mammy anymore, now Papi's here. You can ask for anything, and Papi will try to fulfill it." Ibra's murmurs continued to smell the area of Laras.

Barrel closed his eyes. Slowly his right hand stroked Ibra's head, and stroked her hair.

Ibra looked up, looking at the elusan from the palm of Laras. The conscious barrel simultaneously kept the hand away from Ibra's head and turned the gaze to any place. If it looks clear, his face must be red, embarrassed.

Ibra's smile expanded, then stood in its original place. "Why stop? shame, don't be ashamed, baby!" ibra's face approached, his finger raising his wife's chin. Looking at that timid face.

Ibra who longed from the beginning, his feelings were more urgent, his passion was more and more uncontrollable. His breath is hunting. Sweeps all over the face of the barrel. He quickly carried Laras to the bed, only to look at Ibra's face and put his hands around her neck.

Ibra went up and knelt on the bed, laying Laras' body there. All locked away, their gazes met. As if he did not waste any more time, Ibra softly kissed Laras' forehead, down to the cheek further to the lips.

In Ibra's heart was astonished, greatly astonished! with the condition of his own heirloom objects, the last time abroad, want to use to Dian do not want to wake up. But this time dealing with Laras immediately tense up, kept awake. But he won't bother! what is important now is that his passion is well channeled, giving a full living to his young wife.

Ibra continued the activity that he had just stopped, it was clear that Laras was waiting for him. Without wasting time, it is******* lip barrel very gently. Laras' hand was again coiled around his shoulder, in a hurry in the middle of his pagutan took place, Ibra undressed. Then unbutton the Barrel pajamas.

But sayup-sayup heard the sound of the morning adhan reverberating. Laras grazing bagun. " I'm sorry Brother, I .. want to pray at dawn first ...."

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I don't understand either because of the network or what, which obviously went up last night in two at a time with the same episode. Now I'm revising with the latest episode.