Marriage Contract Letter

Very GR

Laras hugged Ibra's hand, his heart was anxious that the two young men had come.

Ibra calmed Laras, by rubbing the back of his wife's hand. "Relax, it looks like our dinner order is coming" Ibra said casually.

Ibra got up from the sofa, Laras was the same and still hugged Ibra's hand with a clear sense of anxiety on his face.

Blake it! ibra's door was open and sure enough, the receptionist who came brought dinner for the two of them.

Plongs! laras's heart was relieved. It was not the person he was afraid of.

"Darling, no money case? love mbak this incentive money," said Ibra turned to the wife who is now not too pale as just now.

"Yes, I'll take it." The barrel turned over and walked over to pick up his wallet.

Ibra brought dinner into the room, while Laras returned and gave incentive money to the mother who delivered the meal. "Thank you, Ma'am?" laras said with his friendliness.

Ibra locked the door, after the mother had left. He looked at the wife who had just walked like pain. "His feet hurt, dear?"

Laras nodded. "Yes, maybe it was running around not wearing sandals," said Laras while lowering his eyes to his feet.

"That's my wife's ass!" he leaned his body, then carried the body of Laras who immediately put his hand on his neck.

Ibra sat on the sofa in front of the food at the table. "Eat first yu, you must be starving, right? that was the intention to buy a snack did not become, because the young man was a delinquent."

"Yes, I was shopping, I wanted snacks. Not perfect," said Laras full of disappointment.

"No, baby, I'll order it. Now just eat first, our baby must be starving." Invite Ibra while feeding to Laras mouth.

"I can eat by myself. You must be hungry too" Baras took the spoon from Ibra's hand.

"Yes .. if I don't want a bribe, I'm the one you bribe" Ibra pinta as she plays her eyes.

"Aish .. spoiled," murmured Laras but no doubt also Laras feed the husband.

Surely Ibra was blossoming in his heart. Happy because his wife is always willing to pamper him. "You also eat a lot, dear" in between chewing. Ibra picked up the phone to order snacks, and ointment for her flushed legs.

After eating, Ibra sipped a glass of water. "Darling, eating a lot, and staying a little while, would like to report that delinquent earlier." It stands.

Laras. "But not for long" the barrel with its mouth still full.

Ibra grinned at the full cheek. "Yes, not long, just a moment," a warm kissed cuph landed on Laras' forehead.

Ibra rushed away from Laras who was still eating, leaving with the intention of reporting the young man who was bothering Laras this afternoon.

He accompanied the hotel's security, met with the local police. He was furious with the behavior of the two young men, fearing that they would act again on Laras or others.

After completing his report, Ibra said goodbye, and returned to the hotel. Guards there gave Ibra a packet of snacks and ointments that Ibra had ordered earlier, which delivered him there. He continued walking and his steps were getting wider, wanting to get to the room immediately, meet the wife.

Czechoslovakia!

Ibra swivel door knob and the door was open, inside the barrel was sitting leaning on the bed. Looking towards Ibra who is currently locking the door. "Not long, right?" he said as he walked towards Laras.

"Where did you make the report?" asked Laras while looking at Ibra who looked tired.

"Of course, they'll search and follow up. Oh, I brought you a snack." Ibra gives a pouch to Laras.

Baras immediately greeted with a face of sumringah, his eyes sparkling because the food he wanted was already there, just eat. "Thank you, huh?" by reflex Laras kissed Ibra's cheek and immediately ate the food.

Ibra gasped for a kiss from Laras, because it was rarely from Laras. What there must be forced first, Ibra's lips are interested in carving a smile. "Where are his legs, I treat," Ibra's hand immediately flicked the blanket that covered Laras's feet.

Ibra slowly apply the ointment to the soles of the feet Laras, occasionally he gently incandescent with full feeling. Laras looked at Ibra who had her foot on it her heart was completely warmed to the attention of her as husband.

"Consciousness! this treatment for him temporarily, later also go home to the Missions will not be this gentle. He would have preferred to be with his old wife! Laras, let it be a while, jurstruu you should enjoy this togetherness with him. Keep enjoying and make him addicted to you, don't give up! if you've become an opium Ibra. He will automatically depend on you, don't be discouraged. Especially now that you have started to love Ibra, reach for your love, get your happiness. Barrels." In the heart of Laras, they argue with each other.

"Why do daydreaming hem .. amazed ya have a husband as handsome as me?" ibra asked while playing her flirtatious eyes.

"Because ... Very GR," Laras circulated the gaze in another direction while smiling knot.

Laras looked at Ibra. "Yes" covered her legs again.

"I miss my baby, I want to have a conversation ah," said Ibra and immediately positioned her body lying down and pointed her face in front of Laras' stomach. Put down the blanket and put the nightgown up right on his stomach.

Several times Ibra landed a kiss there. "How are you tonight, dear? Papi kangen, did you hear Papi?" stick his cheek in the stomach.

Laras just Silently noticed Ibra's behavior that sometimes he thought was ridiculous. The fingers of Laras gently caressed Ibra's hair.

"Good boy, take care of Mommy, lest anyone bother you. Papi is not willing if something bothers you Mommy." looking up at Laras who squinted his eyes.

Before moving on, Ibra kissed Laras' stomach again. Then he sat down beside the barrel. Embracing his shoulder, Baras pulled the blanket. Covering stomach.

"Tomorrow, we go home?" said Ibra while tucking the small shoulder Baras.

Laras did not immediately answer, it felt hesitant to say yes to going home. It feels hesitant to go back to the Missions, because if you go home, it means togetherness will also end.

Barrel stared inside her husband. "Tomorrow?"

Ibra. "Yes, my work is much more, next time we come here again," pulled Laras' head into his arms and rubbed the top of Laras's head.

Again Laras was silent in Ibra's arms, he linked his fingers which suddenly broke out in cold sweat. His deepest heart refused to go home, even further away from Ibra.

Baras broke away from Ibra's embrace, he positioned his pillow. Then lay on Ibra's back. Ibra looked at Laras, then laid his body beside his wife and hugged her very tightly from behind. Small kisses landed on Laras' shoulder and neck, which closed his eyes tightly, feeling a strange bill in his body.

"Geli ... uh, can you just shut up?" muttered Laras with still in the same position.

"But, like, right?" ibra whispered with a grin and continued to scatter his naughty kiss.

"Iih .." Laras muttered in reverse. Stretch and pull the blanket up to the neck.

"What is it? seandanya .. you did not survive, can you imagine. What's gonna happen to you?" ibra asked while stroking Laras cheek.

The barrel moved the net of his eyes to Ibra and then to the heavens, at once it brushed. Horrified at the thought, Laras shuddered and hit Ibra on the shoulder with his right hand. "So Brother wants me to be their victim huh? haphazardly! tell me to imagine everything."

Ibra caught Laras' hand and kissed him. "No dear, not willing at all, so do not like to go alone, or if you go carefully," said Ibra very gently in the ear of Laras. Then position his body hugging Laras.

Netra eyes Laras moving saw both netra eyes Ibra. With a very deep gaze, Laras bit her lower lip. Shuddering and closing his eyes while shaking his head, unable to imagine it happening to him.

Instantly Laras rounded his eyes when he felt a damp object attached to his. The longer the deeper, the more****** and ************ those chewy and soft objects. Baras tried to hold his breath which started hunting and did not make any sound.

But he couldn't help it, as Ibra's hand crept under the blanket. And playing around in his place of paffitiya, ***** and ********* strongly, so that out strange sounds from the lips Laras. The voice where Ibra is getting craved.

"Can ya?" ibra's voice was half whispered.

"So afternoon, already," said Laras very softly.

Ibra let out a annoyed breath. "That's it, baby. Not yet." Listlessly.

Baras so not heart, anyways what's wrong with enjoying this night until satisfied. Tomorrow is not certain, and that's for sure. He'll spend time with his other wife.

Laras's hand stroked Ibra's hair which buried her face in a pillow full of disappointment. Ordinary if you want to, even though Laras refuses, Ibra does not care. Play forcibly later also Laras want, but after Laras got pregnant. He said he didn't, he didn't dare to force it.

Ibra raised her head. Looking at Laras who was staring at me. He smiled happily and did not waste any more time just going straight into the match ring, which he had been waiting for.

After a long enough time but still deep into caution. Do not interfere with the pregnancy of the wife, Ibra is very tired after enjoying the ritual that he always craved. Moving both eyes saw the wife who looked disappointed.

"Why?" with a soft tone and stroke the thumb to the cheek of the wife.

"No." Sahut Laras turned his back on Ibra.

Ibra positioned herself hugging Laras from behind ....

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Hi. .. what's the news today .. I hope it's okay, come where like and etc. Thanks for waiting for Laras & Ibra.