Marriage Contract Letter

Is my wife

At last. Laras opened his mouth, took a bribe from Ibra. Next they ate breakfast with greed.

After breakfast, Ibra turned to her side, where Laras was drinking milk. "hem ... drink it with straws dear?" said Ibra while rubbing the side of the lips Laras that there is a smudge of her pregnant milk.

The barrel blushed in embarrassment, then took a tissue. But Ibra had already cleaned the lips again Laras with his fist.

The Baras' eyes looked at him. "Thank you?"

Ibra. "I'll get something in the room first. Is there anything you want to take from the room, which cell phone?"

"Some, in the room, I'll take a minute." Baras stood up to pick up his cell phone and his bag.

"Don't let me. You just wait here!" Ibra moved from her seat. Tidy up the chair and leave.

The barreled waiting at the dining table. Susi smiled at him. "What's Sus?"

"No, Mistress. You're getting more attention with the young lady, please." Susi replied that she was happy to see her employer.

The thin smile. Not long wait, Ibra has returned with his laptop and a small bag belonging to Laras.

"It's yours, the phone's in the bag." Ibra gave me the little bag.

"Thank you, you know, why bring a laptop anyway?" ask Laras wonder.

"Yes, let it be later if there's free time, can work." Sahut Ibra's. Then glanced at Rika who was standing as if waiting for instructions.

"Mom, I go first, take care of the minister carefully." Ibra's message to Ms. Rika.

Then Ibra took Laras' hand and took him away. "Yu. Leaving now?"

"Mom, the others too. Susi too, we go first huh?" pamit Laras's.

"Yes, Madam. Sir, be careful, have fun." Timpal bu Rika, the others replied with a nod.

Laras nodded and gave her sweet smile. Ibra.

While highlighting her small bag, Laras followed Ibra's steps. Which is a bit wide. "Can't, don't be too wide, I'm having trouble." Complaints Laras, who has difficulty following the steps of the husband.

Ibra's steps came to a halt for a moment and looked back. "Sorry," then continued on, but this time it was more relaxed.

"Thank you."

Once in the lobby, the car is ready. But Mr. Barko instead went in and sat on the steering wheel. Even gave the key to Ibra, but Laras did not ask much. He got into the car and sat in front, because Mr. Barko opened his front door beside the steering wheel. Not in the back.

Ibra circled the car and opened the front door, sitting behind the steering wheel. In the heart of Laras wondered, tumben bring his own? usually an assistant.

During the trip, no one made a sound. In addition to the sound of engine noise from the car riding Laras and Ibra, also the sound of other iron horse engines.

Occasionally behind his sunglasses, Ibra glanced at the wife who looked out the window and occasionally also looked at her. As if to ask but not say.

"Why? wonder huh? I used to bring a driver, but now I bring my own." Glancing at Laras.

Laras. "Yes, just tumben."

Let ... be more relaxed and .. it's just the two of us. No one bothered me" he said with a laugh, revealing his white teeth.

Laras fell silent and raised his eyebrows, saying inwardly. "What does that mean?"

After a long journey, the car finally pulled over right in front of a large clinic. And Ibra went down first, and opened the door for Laras.

The barrel went down, his head looking up at the building. They went to the clinic.

Ibra conversed with a guard and a nurse there, while Laras sat waiting not far from where Ibra was standing.

Ibra. "Yu, I've spoken to an expert doctor and now we're waiting for our arrival." Grabbing Laras' hand and in his lead.

They are currently in the gynecologist's office. "Please check my wife doc, yesterday fell to the floor and a few weeks ago fell also into the pool. I'm afraid the baby is going to napa-napa," said Ibra. Reveal to his worries.

The Rose Doctor smiled at the two. "What's the complaint, madam?"

"Em .. no no complaints in my stomach, just dizzy, nauseous. Already reduced, isn't it common for pregnant women doc?" karas said ending with a questioning tone.

"Yes, if that's all I think is normal," said the doctor Rose back.

"But I'm worried doc, the problem is, my wife, if there's a problem like to be quiet. Not much to say, so I'm very worried doc," said Ibra again who remained muddled with his thoughts. Baras just stared at Ibra.

"Em .. okay. I'll check it to make sure? I hope there are no serious problems." The rose stood up and took Laras to the checkpoint.

The barrel follows each series of Rose doctor examinations. The eyes of the Rose doctor focused on the monitor screen, as well as Ibra so seriously looking at it.

"Explain, sir, that his wife and baby-to-be are fine. There's nothing you need to worry about, right?" the Rose Doctor turned to Ibra who nodded her head.

Ibra is calm now. If Mery's treatment does not adversely affect Laras and her fetus.

"Your wife's relationship is strong, just. Your wife should avoid stress or a lot of thoughts, precisely it will have a bad impact on her and her pregnancy. Try to make him feel more calm, comfortable and happy always. The point is to avoid stress," said Dr. Rose again.

Ibra nodded back and shook the hand of the Rose doctor, very grateful. Barrel wakes up and tidies himself.

"Can't be from an old wife, can finally be from a young wife huh?" doctor's temptation Rose on Ibra.

Ibra just smiled happily and glanced towards Laras, who was again sitting beside him. "So, right, Doc? my ingredients are fine." Tanya Laras looked at the Rose doctor.

"Yes, your content is fine. He's healthy normally" the doctor said.

"Tuh, right. What I said, my ingredients are fine. You're a bitch, don't want to hear, I'm a rasain. That pain is my ass. Not my stomach," Barrel's ramble to Ibra, got the doctor to look at him.

"Yes, I'm worried, who knows what it's related to, anyways like I told the doctor, afraid of what you feel not saying. You're not if there's a problem not being honest." Ibra's Akunya. Not to lose to Baras.

"You're honest how? you're busy with your other wives, I have to bother you! it can't be." Barrels defend themselves.

Ibra faced Laras and framed Laras' face with both hands. "Honey. After all I am a husband, who must be fair with my obligations. You must understand that, but .. if there's anything you should talk to me directly, not from anyone else. I also want to hear from your lips directly," said Ibra whose blind eyes continue to move staring at the two beautiful eyeballs belonging to Laras.

Laras could not answer the words of Ibra just now, indeed he also understood the position of Ibra who had more than one wife. Even he is the umpteenth, it is natural that Ibra is more concerned with the first wife. And this is a consequence in polygamy.

"You're my wife, the future mother of my son, so you have my rights, too. As your husband, the father of your children. So don't think for yourself, you have me who will try to protect you, but please understand that sometimes, I'm not on your side. Because I also belong to someone else," continued Ibra his eyes continue to look at the face of Laras with a feeling that is difficult to express.

Laras could only return Ibra's gaze which still placed both hands on Laras's face.

Then Ibra turned to the doctor Rose sat down, but empty, either where, maybe not want to disturb them both or maybe meet the patient, he said, I don't know what is clear in the room there is only Ibra and Laras.

Ibra looked back at Laras. Baras immediately distanced Ibra's hand from her face. "I'm going to the toilet for a minute." Standing up leaving Ibra. But Ibra also moved and followed the steps of Laras who came out of the room.

Laras continued to walk to look for the toilet, while Ibra saw the Rose doctor who had disappeared from his room.

Now Laras was in the toilet. after he finished urinating, then Laras washed his face, which had previously twisted his unraveled hair. Staring at his face in the mirror, Ibra said. That as a husband, however, he must fulfill obligations to his wives.

Baras kadi remembered to his old friend, he had a husband and his wife only one. But ... all she got was heartache, her husband disappeared, responsible for leaving his wife and child.

So it is very natural that positions like this barrel often feel disappointed and so on. The wife of her husband is not only one, still mending also still want to give a living. Try if he is not responsible, you can not imagine.

After coming from the toilet, Laras sat back and waited for Ibra to pick him up.

"Hi ... What are you doing there?" the voice of a person from the side ....

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