Marriage Contract Letter

Ununderstandable

The barrel takes the ballpoint and shifts the paper. Finished the signature, Laras returned it to Dian who grinned satisfied.

"I keep this, thank you for the cooperation," with a meaningful smile.

Laras nodded, stupid with the situation. She moved on after Dian let her out. It just so happened that Dian was going to the office.

The barrel runs towards the park next to the small mushola on the fourth floor. He sat there watching the flowers blossom, the beetles dancing. "If only my parents were still there. Is it possible that I'm here now?" mumbles Baras.

Susy approached him from far away. "What's the lady doing there?" greet Susy with great kindness.

"Em .. I was washing clothes" said the following day. Makes Susy laugh.

"Mrs can do it. Holy time here, ma'am?" Susy laughed and took a water hose to water the plants.

Laras' smile expanded while saying. "That's you know," while looking at the outside atmosphere that is clearly visible from it.

"You feel at home here Sus?" asked Laras with eyes without looking.

"Yet Mistress."

"You think .. your employer's wives are all right?" Laras turned to Susy who was cool with her task.

Susi was silent for a moment, then said. "No idea, I rarely see them, they're very busy outside the lady. Sometimes they don't even come home so busy."

"Yes!" laras. "I don't think you know, how can Mr Ibra have more than one husband? what one is not enough" Baras changed his seat to face Susi.

"Lacking to know Madam, clearly said the chief assistant ma'am here, master wants a descent. What's more, the master and the Madam, really want you to have children. While Miss Dian refused to have children, Susy said back.

"Oh ... Is that it? so ... married lady Yulia and Meri for wanting to have children. But they haven't even been in the love of children?" Laras scrunched his forehead as if thinking.

"If the two have ever been in a cluster, and either into a cluster either in deliberately I do not know also the Madam," Susi again said, if in the cluster surely they continue to try to get pregnant again. But they're actually very happy."

"Hem .." murmured Laras while nodding his head signifying understanding.

"Ups, how are we supposed to be hinting people anyway? hihii." Susi nyengir's.

Baras smiled too. "It's okay, I'm a new person so it takes a lot of information, right," continued Laras.

"Madam, it's time for you to go home for lunch. It is better for the Madam to prepare herself to welcome the arrival of the master," Susi looked at the clock that was coiling in her hand.

"Happy?"

"Yes madam, even tonight the master will hold a meeting at home. Surely it will entertain its co-workers eat-food too."

After hearing Susi's explanation like that. The barrel immediately moved from his seat, walking towards the room.

Barrels directly to the bathroom to perform prayers duhur. Then sat in front of the dresser looking at her reflection in the mirror, then moved on. Hurry down to welcome Ibra's return.

Bu Rika himself drove Laras because however Laras is still a stranger in this house. The elevator opens on the ground floor, there are many home assistants welcoming Ibra, and Laras while standing still. "Mrs. That master has come, welcome him."

"Mom. Where's the other wife?" Laras looked at Rika.

"They were busy outside. So the master's wife who is only Madam," said Ms. Rika.

"Oh," muttered Laras, then approached Ibra who was walking closer with her secretary named Zayn.

"Assalamu'alaikum ...Mr ... Laras grabs Ibra's hand and kisses her.

"Wa'alaikum salam" said Ibra while opening his formal suit and given to Laras.

"I'm going to have lunch first. Please prepare lunch for me" Ibra told Rika.

"I want to clean first, please prepare my change of clothes glancing at Laras. As if telling Laras to prepare her.

"Aish ... just told me to prepare food, now he said he wanted to take a bath to prepare a change of clothes as well. Which one should be first?" batin Laras grumbled and looked at Rika's mom hoping to get some help.

Bu Rika also understood she glanced at Laras. "Master wants to take a bath in the room who's sorry to be clear," asked Rika's mother to her employer who stepped across the elevator door.

"I would be confused in his room where his wife was only four like me" Laras grumbled in his heart.

"My private room," while continuing to step her wide legs.

Baras looked at Rika's mother, he was surprised she still had a private room. Which again, the sultan base mah free times yes.

Bu Rika coded with her eye gesture as if telling Laras to follow Ibra's steps. Laras was chasing Ibra's steps which almost went into a room.

Ibra's steps stopped. "Zayn you just wait in the dining room. The files are stored on the desk" Ibra said with his letter.

"Good sir." Zayn took one step back, and entered the room next to it. Then go leave that place maybe to the dining room. As Ibra commanded.

Baras looked at Zayn's back. After that come in following Ibra who has entered first. A spacious and luxurious room, the fragrance is typical of men's perfumes. Smells into the pores of the nose Laras, so it has not been sprayed into the body how if you have a bath?

"Sorry sir, this is the room with Dian, right?" Laras ventured to ask.

Ibra turned her head while opening her white shirt. "Not."

"Certain .. Whose room is this?" Baras asked back.

"It's my private room, no woman can sleep here" explained Ibra sitting on the edge of the bed opening her trousers. Now he is only wearing a t-shirt and color only.

Baras is concerned to see it. Then he did not dare to look again, and he was still staring at the front door. After realizing the door was still open Laras closed slowly with Ibra's work coat still in hand.

Mata Laras increasingly pay attention to the contents of the room, which is displayed on the wall only Ibra's wedding photo with Dian only.

"Don't forget to get my change of clothes ready. Later that night there will be a meeting" Ibra's heavy voice surprised Laras who was staring at the wedding photo. Dian is so very beautiful and Ibra is very handsome.

"Yes, sir." Barrels rolled his eyes looking for the presence of a closet or Ibra's clothing.

The barrel kept the suit first on the bed, then he approached a door. "Definitely this is the place?" mumbled Laras while biting his fingernails. He turned the door and opened it. "It's a place of clothing and a place of change, what's the name?" patting his own head.

"Em .. oh yes the name of the walk-in closet, yes really, haduh .. style yes the Laras the language is rich style, ha.ha.ha.ha.." laughing himself while walking closer to the wardrobe picky formal clothes for Ibra.

"Aw confused ... confused I do not understand, make a meeting match what color, which tie? I was dizzy myself. This is the first day of his service" Laras grumbled as he beat his head.

Finally Laras took the black suit and the casual ash only. "It's up to being angry too, I don't understand ..." The barrel store near the seat that is there.

Laras wanted to get out but apparently Ibra was already standing at the door, with a towel wrapped around her waist. Her water-drenched hair dripped onto her shoulders, her broad chest clearly visible. And an athletic body without a wrapper emblazoned in front of Laras's eyes, making Laras swallow his salivary look at all that.

Ibra leaned her lips next to her, stepping forward while Laras pecked on the spot. "Dumb girl, I want to pass. I'll be late."

The barrel gasped and took a few steps back. "Absmacked huh?" ibra said as she took her clothes.

"Huh?" murmured Laras, in the contract letter clearly written there, forbidden to fall in love. Ibra's status as husband.

Laras turned to Ibra who was wearing his clothes while looking at him.

With a grin Ibra said. "You wearing? may," murmured Ibra as she opened the towel, reflexively Laras turned and closed his eyes with his five fingers and rushed Laras out of the closet walk-in room, shuddering.

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