Marriage Contract Letter

Wanted that cilok

Ibra and Laras finished eating it, while waiting for the second dragon fruit juice.

"For a long time, thirsty" murmured Laras.

Ibra glanced with her smile that felt funny seeing Laras who was already agitated waiting for her order. "A little while more also come, just be patient, this is my juice, spend it," while thrusting the remaining glass of juice half of it.

Netra eyes Baras saw that glass of juice. Then take it and gulp it, clearly looks really thirsty.

Ha ha ha ... Ibra laughs. "So don't want ... is now in consumin?"

"Haus .." answered Laras while wiping his mouth.

"That's mineral water, you want it to be used up, too?" ibra asked while holding hands on the table.

"No way, want more dragon fruit juice," said Laras while wailing. "That's it."

From far away the officer came carrying a large glass of dragon fruit juice. There was a table in front of Ibra and Laras.

"Please juice her Mistress?" he said while he was at the table.

"Thank you, Mama?" The barrel immediately pulled it. Before sucking he stir first.

Ibra paid her meal bill. Don't forget the incentive money, too. "Thank you, sorry to bother." Ibra with a smile.

"It's okay, sir. May we be our customers." The officer bowed respectfully. Then he left the table.

Ibra turned towards Laras. How surprised Ibra, seeing the big juice glass just now has stayed the glass. Shake silently. "Hope, Mum?"

The smile barreling. "D-yes."

"What ... would you like to add more?" giving a quote back but this time Leras shook his head while rubbing his stomach.

"Yes, already. We're going shopping now." Ibra stood up, putting her glasses back on.

Laras nodded and took his bag. Ibra's hand again holding Laras' hand, he brought it to the clothing counter first.

While looking at the item that was there, Laras asked. "What do you want to buy? in the mension also a lot of clothes, it feels .. do not need anything, because at home is also still good."

"Purchase anything you like, in the missions already on shabby." Timpal Ibra while looking around as well.

"Whatever? a lot of it is still good. In part, why are many not used as well." Staring at Ibra who was picking up men's pajamas and a lingerie.

Laras looked at the lingerie, he thought it must be for Dian. It's impossible for her, because she knows that her nightgown is women's pajamas.

Then, Ibra picked up the casual suit that the woman like Laras likes to wear. Men's T-shirts, Men's shirts, men's pants. Continuing to the lingerie counter, Ibra picked up women's underwear, men's underwear. He gave it to his guard.

While Laras, just trailing Ibra's steps and being a spectator, none of him took anything. Ibra just shook her head, looking at Laras who was just watching her shopping.

"Is there nothing you like?" tanya Ibra while giving another bra lace brukat+bawahannya to the guard.

Laras shook his head and his eyes continued to be a busy Ibra audience choose this and that. Finish there, enter the prayer counter. Take a cool and also mukena that is frilly and looks very luxurious.

"What is his wife's attention?" muttered Laras, he thought it was all for Dian. But he did not see Ibra taking the scabbard or peci, then Laras approached the sheath pile and peci. He took them one by one and asked one of his employees. "Sorry Mom, the peci can be tried first?"

"Oh, please, just try it, okay."

Barrel threw his smile. "Thank You Ma'am!"

Then Laras, approaching Ibra who was standing some distance away, was looking for something else. Laras took out the peci and he put it on Ibra's head.

Ibra was surprised, Laras put a peci on his head. But seconds later Laras released again and put it into place.

"It's Mommy." Give it to the guard to pack.

"That's .. for whom?" ibra asked with a curious look.

Laras. "Make you."

Hearing that, Ibra smiled happily. "Thank you?" which was countered by Laras with a nod.

"Em .. Can you? I prayed dzuhur first in this mall?" tanya Laras looked at Ibra who was reaching into his pocket, because it kept ringing.

Ibra nodded, and immediately received a call from someone.

After that Laras looking for musolla in the mall, coincidentally not far from where just now.

After he finished talking on the phone, Ibra immediately followed Laras. Coincidentally the barrel is finished. Looking towards Ibra who was waiting for him. He wanted Laras to ask him to pray but he wanted Ibra to do it on the basis of his own wishes.

Laras. "Where's the stuff?"

"Some one has sent to the car" he said. "Come, to one more place," Ibra asked, again holding Laras' hand.

"Where else?" ask Laras while walking.

"Later also know .." later, Ibra invites Laras to a beauty counter.

After arriving inside. "What do you need?" tanya Ibra turned to look towards Laras.

"Ck. It it exists, there is still much. Then what the hell do you want?" Ibra clucked and shook his head, just this time bring a shopping wife, this is not going to be. It is still there, usually, women if in the shopping is the most enthusiastic. Even if there is, have. Just want to buy again, especially for free! the most passionate woman. But Laras is the opposite.

"But it's true, it's still there. What to buy? if it will be redundant, it's dear," he admitted Laras.

Ibra exhaled his coarse breath, coincidentally knowing what Laras likes to wear. Like powder, lipstick. And his favorite perfume. Ibra took all that, Again Laras just be a spectator.

"That's .. everything I wear. Is Dian's taste just as rich as me? it can't be ah." Inwardly, still he thought Ibra bought it all, for Dian.

"Sure, there's nothing you want to buy?" ask Ibra again.

"I don't want to .. I don't need it." Shake silently.

"Okay, if that's how we go home now." Finished paying, Ibra invited Laras to leave the place.

In front of him, he meets Jodi again, this time with a girl who may be a student, because she wears a gray skirt.

"Hi .. really match us, see you two again. After the shopping?" looking at the paper bag that Ibra is about. While one more hand tightly grasped Laras' hand, as if afraid to escape.

"Well, you want to go shopping too?" ibra asked while showing him what he was up to.

"Yes, I want to shop. Towards my sister," said Jodi, his eyes saw the face of Laras who was slightly hiding behind the back of her husband.

"Oh, is this your sister? I thought your girl." Ibra continued back while watching Jodi's eyes continue to peek towards Laras.

"Oh, no!" replied Jodi glanced at the sister who was playing a mobile phone. Then his gaze returned to Laras who lowered his head, still behind Ibra's back.

"Sir ayu .. is hungry?" take the girl to Jodi and pull Jodi's hand. Jodi finally obeyed her sister. Waving a sign of goodbye.

Ibra pulls Laras' hand to align with her. "Looks ... She's your big admirer huh?"

"Where do I know," Laras said as he lifted his shoulder.

"How dare he look at you like that" continued Ibra, with a look of annoyance. "Is he your ex-lover?"

"Iih .. lazy, I replied," while walking ahead of Ibra, but his hand was pulled back.

"Where are you going?" asked Ibra in a cold tone.

"Come home, when you want to sleep here?" sahut Laras's.

"The door is here, miss, not there." Ibra pointed in another direction.

Nyenger barrel, showing his white teeth.

"Oh yes, forgot. Don't buy his toothpaste+body wash." Ibra's mumbling who just remembered now.

Looking towards Laras who also saw it. "Surely you will say, at home too much, piling up. Aye, right?" while raising his eyebrows.

"He he he .. yes, it is."

In the parking lot there is a sale of groceries, which he sells, fried tofu, there are also candied fruit etc. "Well...want to buy that?"

Ibra nenby in the direction that Laras pointed. And immediately called him. "Bang, here?"

The salesman approached in his friendly manner. Baras immediately chose what he liked, then took tofu and sweet mangoes. Also a pineapple candied, but Ibra immediately reprimanded him.

"Darling, can't you eat pineapple?"

Baras was silent for a moment. "Yes, yeah. Forgot." then all he took was tofu and mango candies.

After paying, they got into the car. "Pair the seat belt first," said Ibra to Laras who was busy opening fruit sweets and eating them. Ibra put her belt on the body of the young mummy.

Then Ibra turned the wheel, rewinded the car, then sped forward. Split the congested highway with other vehicles.

The barrel ate the sweets and offered them to Ibra. "You want to?" and straight closer to Ibra's mouth. Ibra opened her mouth.

"No boy?" asked Laras while putting the rest of Ibra's bite into his mouth.

"Lumayan" said Ibra while remaining focused on his vision ahead.

Mouth Laras continues to chew, now turn fried tofu he ate. Occasionally also feed Ibra to taste.

In the middle of the journey. Mata Laras found that the sale of pickled pegs, which happened to have passed far. "Look, that's a peek. I'm going to buy. The car stopped first." Laras' voice startled Ibra, almost suddenly.

"What the hell is Miss .." asked Ibra turned to Laras who was looking back.

"The buyer of the cilok, which is on the shoulder," points to the sale of the pikul cilok.

Ibra shook her head, it knew it was still in her mouth. Have asked again for a peek. "It's far away dear .. later buy the one in the cart alone, surely meet again in front."

"Iih ... do not want, want that .. just go back, turn around what is difficult anyway?" pinta Laras with a clear tone ....

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