Marriage Contract Letter

Commendations

The barrel that was bowing its head, gasped with that voice. Then look up to the source of the sound. "A-I, sadang ..." The bead of Laras' eyes moved in search of Ibra's whereabouts. Very worried that if Ibra came to see Jodi he could be scolded.

Jodi raised her eyebrows staring at the tense looking Laras. "How are you?"

"Well," said Laras with increasingly tense feelings.

Jodi nodded with a sweet smile. "Who, husband or love?" ask Jodi again and get closer.

Barrel stood up and held his bag. "A-i ..same-"

"Just like me, her husband," Ibra's voice suddenly appeared and stood beside Laras.

Baras turned to look at the state of the heart that beat very fast.

Jodi looked towards Laras and Ibra alternately. "Oh, you're her husband? acquaint. I'm Jodi Adikarya, Laras' friend in the parlour." I'm Jodi then extending a hand to Ibra.

With a sharp look, Ibra welcomed a helping hand from Jodi, eventually shaking hands with the man she had once been jealous of. "Malik Ibrahim."

Then Netra her eyes glanced towards Laras who lowered her head, she looked agitated. Then Laras lifted his head looking at Ibra who was frowning and as if looking suspiciously at him.

"You're more beautiful today" said Jodi, she did not hesitate even in front of her husband.

Hearing the praise from Jodi on Laras, Ibra took a step forward. Standing right in front of Laras, blocking Jodi's view of Laras. "thank you? for his praise of my wife, and for the pleasure of being able to meet you." Firm Ibra.

Barrel actually gasped, hearing that. It was unexpected that Jodi would dare like that in front of Ibra who clearly confessed her husband.

"Sama-sama, I am also pleased to meet you, Malik Ibrahim. A great and successful CEO, I admire you" Jodi said.

Ibra replied with a faint smile and a nod. Then Ibra turned to Laras and grabbed his hand. "We're leaving now?"

Laras nodded and said goodbye to Jodi. "I'm per-"

"I go first, thanks for the praise," Ibra told Jodi to cut off Laras' words.

Jodi smiled and nodded. Looking at the two who now passed from before him.

Ibra and Laras left the clinic, with their hands holding Laras' hands. It never left until Laras got in and sat in the car.

After closing the door for the barrel. Ibra is now behind the wheel. "Is there wet tissue?" ask Ibra while putting on her seat belt, then help pair it with the barrel.

Baras opened his little bag, and took the wet tissue that Ibra had on. Ibra took two sheets.

"Where's your hand?" with eyes staring towards the Barrel.

Laras was surprised, why did Ibra ask for his hand? yet despite the astonishment. He still extended his hand one.

"Both," insisted Ibra. Asking for the two that are Barrels.

"Make what the hell?" laras asked in astonishment and stretched out the two.

Ibra wiped Laras' palm with the wet tissue. "I don't want anyone to touch your skin, you just shook hands with Jodi, did you?"

The new barrel understands the meaning of Ibra. "Oh .. but I didn't come into contact with him. Not shaking hands at all" he admitted.

While wiping his other hand, Ibra said. "Yes .. in front of me no, just when I haven't come. Could be, he touched your hand. Praising your beauty in front of me is also her courage" Ibra said with an expressionless face. And kept wiping Laras' hands many times.

Barrels are getting upset. He pulled his hand from Ibra's. "Deliver! I explained it again, right? I didn't touch her at all." in a rather high voice. He leaned his back back, with his face bent and lips stretched forward.

"I can't believe it! she must be-"

Laras re-established his body, and confronted ibra. "Whatever, you want to believe. Wanna not that's your right, listen? if you only touch hands, or the intention of shaking hands, when meeting someone. That's natural, you don't be too overprotective." His voice and lips were shaking. His chest felt tight, he swallowed his saliva repeatedly.

Ibra was dumbstruck, looking at Laras who looked annoyed and her eyes began to glaze over. The feeling he just said with a normal tone. Why is he angry. Ibra brought her shoulder closer to Laras who was leaning back. "Hi .. I only said once, and the usual tone! why are you angry?" moving the eyes to look at the wife's face.

"But you seem to suspect me? as if I like things behind you," said Laras increasingly vent his anger.

Netra Ibra's eyes stared fixedly at the owner of those beautiful eyes. "Who said? I didn't say that" Ibra said, shaking her head.

"Not realizing what? he himself equals wa-" Laras hangs his words.

"What do I say about his other wife? obviously I am the one who came later, those who first became his wife. Shouldn't I be the one who needs to be self-conscious?" batin Laras while looking out the window. His breathing sounded rough.

Netra's eyes moved looking at Laras' hand on his lap. Then he touched that hand. But Laras pulls rough.

Ibra breathed long. "What, another woman means? you're jealous if I'm with another woman, hem" asked Ibra in a very gentle tone.

Ibra nodded, then threw away her face. Out window.

"How many times do I have to say it? it's obligation. Including against you too, is a vile-"

"Already, the road?" laras said cutting off Ibra's speech.

Along the way, no one starts a conversation other than silence and the sound of a machine.

After arriving in front of a mall, Ibra parked her car among other vehicles.

Barrels dizzy and feel surprised why come here. Instead of going home, Laras saw Ibra coming out and circled his car near the door and opened it for Laras.

"Down?" tell Ibra and wait for Laras to come down.

The barrel was dumb instead of coming down. Being still upset made him lazy to ask.

"If you don't want to come down, I'm carrying?" ibra said grinning and bowing her body intending to hold Laras' body.

Laras brushed off the hand of Ibra who was ready to carry him. "I can go down by myself." Ketus Laras while lowering both legs.

Ibra friends. "That's dong from earlier."

Laras flicked his aunt forward. "What the hell are you doing here?" ask Laras with still a jutek tone and stand near the car.

"Come here .. want to sleep!" whispered Ibra leaning her face into the barrel.

Barrel rolled his eyeballs. "Heh .." while shuddering and swinging his steps.

Ibra pulled her aunt into a smile, seeing Laras' reaction first. Ibra followed him from behind, and Laras stood at the entrance waiting for Ibra to speak to the parking attendant.

"We shop first for your needs, what to eat first?" ibra's voice from the stripes of Laras and clasped his hand.

"Whatever." Ketus Laras while following Ibra's steps.

"If it's up .. we'll eat first, hungry" Ibra said, rubbing her stomach.

Baras only followed Ibra's steps entering the restaurant. He chose near the wall. After the two sat down, Ibra asked. "What message do you want?" Opening his glasses. Stored on the table.

"As far as you are," said Laras while taking his eyes off the whole room.

Ibra scratched her nape that was not itchy, most furious if the woman answered whatever. Confuse me! he stared fixedly at Laras who was looking somewhere. "It can't be, he answered, don't be up to it. I like to be confused, afraid this message is wrong, the message. Not at the meal, so the answer is definitely aja."

Laras turned his head and returned Ibra's meaningful gaze. "Emang, what do you want to order? as far as I know, at home, what do you eat. I eat too." with an expressionless look on my face.

Ibra. "okay." Ibra called the waiter and ordered what she wanted. Like a beef steak, and two orange juice drinks.

Laras loiin .. aja. when Ibra was ordering food at the restaurant employees. "Me, don't want iced oranges. I want it, Dragon fruit juice, there, right Mas?"

"Sorry Madam, it's not on the menu." Answer the officer.

Frowning and lethargic. All of a sudden, I wanted dragon fruit juice.

"She said whatever?" murmured Ibra, saw Laras frowning. "Sorry, please. Coincidentally my wife was cravings, no matter how much I paid," pinta Ibra half-squeezed and Laras nodded.

"All right, sir." The resto employee nodded then left, leaving the place.

"Wait for you, baby?" ibra said as she tapped her finger at the table.

Laras picks up a cell phone and opens an online novel apk for him to read. Ibra also took her cell phone to monitor the office.

After waiting for some time, finally their order came, with the dragon fruit juice of the pregnant order.

"Bumil order is ready, Please enjoy .." said the resto employee while keeping the order on the table.

"Wah .." Laras eyes glared at the ready order on the table.

"Thank you, Mas?" Ibra. Just give money an incentive.

"Thank you, Mister?"

"Yes." Yeah." Ibra glanced at Laras who had sucked his juice, until only half. Ibra laughed a little.

Baras enjoyed his drink. Until within seconds of the toilet drink, only the glass.

Seeing that there was a glass. "You want more, baby?" in between his meals.

Laras grinned and nodded willingly. "You."

Ibra friends. "Can. I'll order again" Ibra said, calling the restaurant staff back, ordering dragon fruit juice ....

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