Marriage Contract Letter

Go home

"Kok, howdy dear? angry why," tightened his embrace.

Laras. He did not want to answer, prestige should if you have to talk. Time has to say he's not satisfied. The problem is that tomorrow I want to go home, there's no way Ibra will be with him again. The heart Laras so upset, disappointed, tightness in the chest cavity. Mixed into one.

The night is getting late. Increasingly add to the cold plus the temperature of the AC, the cold increasingly sneaks into the sidelines of the skin.

Ibra further tightened her embrace, so that their bodies were completely fused together. Ibra gently rolled back a small kiss on his neck and shoulders. And almost made a mark of ownership there.

But Laras immediately refused and switched positions, because he was most reluctant to have a red tent visible on the neck or in a place that could be seen people. He'd hate it if Ibra did as he pleased.

"Hey, sorry, sorry?" mummy Ibra.

"I told you I don't like it, don't make it anywhere. I don't like it." Laras.

"Yes, baby, I forgot. Don't pout ah, smile dong?" goda Ibra while pulling Laras lips to smile.

"Em ... What the hell?" brushed off Ibra's hand that was holding her chin.

"Males ah, keep ramming!" Ibra pretended to be angry and turned her back on Laras.

"Yes .. already. If you are lazy, don't. Not really. if you do not want boddo very." ketus Laras more upset and pulled the blanket wrapped part of his body, almost Ibra's body did not get the blanket.

Ibra stepped up and pulled back the blanket, and brought her body closer to Laras's body hugged back.

Laras glanced at him with the tail of his eyes, "He was lazy, unwilling. Sana .. why near try," pretend jutek.

"Don't jutek that ah. Later not far away, new nyesel loh dear!" ibra said as she tightened her embrace. The cold of the night was increasingly greeting their bodies.

"Niesel?" Laras scrunched his forehead. "No, I'm used to being so much like you."

"That, first. If now my wife just ... two only," said Ibra while turning Laras body, and make a red mark on the front that if covered with clothes. Because that's where Laras likes it more than anywhere else.

Barrel closed his eyes again and carved a smile. Ibra looked up at the wife's face that was radiating happiness and painted a smile. The more he is free to spread his action.

Making the body cold hot barrel, the chest continued to rumble. The heart that continued to beat fast, it seemed like Ibra was ready to bring him back to float into space.

Again the place was made into a heated wrestling ring. The silence of the atmosphere caused a single breath to sound loud, and the night temperature was very supportive. Makes getting carried away.

The night was getting late and by morning, both of them had just fallen asleep. From such a long time spent with great meaning, made into moments that are very beautiful.

At 07:00 wib. Ibra just woke up, squinting her eyes to see the sunlight that entered the room and was so warm. He circulated the view to the entire room, looking for the existence of Laras but nil. Barrels don't exist.

He got up and pulled his feet down. Repeatedly rubbed his face, rubbing the eyes that were still shrouded in drowsiness. "Honey .. Where are you?" ibra's hoarse voice echoed in the room.

Stand up. Previously wearing a bathrobe first, it is available on the bed. Used clothes last night go nowhere, maybe Laras washed them. He went to the bathroom, it was empty. Ibra turned back the confusion looking for Laras.

Ibra's steps were fixed onto the balcony, when she opened the door. It looks like Laras is sitting relaxed breathing fresh air, enjoying the beautiful scenery, the sea and the mountains.

Laras took a heavy breath, maybe soon he will go home to the mension, meet with. Although Ibra's two wives had left the ministry, Laras still felt heavy. Especially if you have to see Ibra close to his other wife, make the heart overheated and long can burn too. Can't bear the taste.

"Darling, what's there?" tegor Ibra gave the Laras reverie.

Laras turned to her husband while she was brushing her dry hair. "If in the bathroom, yes again bathing Brother .." he said.

"However?" connect Ibra.

"Yes .. why do I daydream in the toilet? enjoy ngedden ha ha ha.." crisp smile.

"Hem .. can't daydream baby, baby will be dumb, will you?" hugging Laras' shoulder and giving his wife a morning kiss.

"Em ... the smell has not been rubbed teeth" said Laras while wiping his lips with the back of his hand.

"People haven't taken a shower yet" Ibra chuckled.

"Go there, it's noon too. Hungry for food" continued Laras.

"Hunger, order from the hotel" said Ibra while looking at the view and holding hands on the balcony fence.

"No way, I want to eat meatballs," Laras scowled.

Ibra turned her body to look towards Laras. "Honey, where's this early meatball? that's not open yet, baby."

"Everything should be able to, it feels already on the lips," said Laras seen swallowing his saliva.

Ibra scratched her head which was not itchy. "Where is meatballs sold as early as gini?" muttered.

Ibra embraces Laras' shoulder. "Honey .. What time is it? no dear ... at most there is also nine o'clock to it, it is still morning."

"I know it's still morning." Soluble Sahut. "Who said it was night?"

"Yes, so there is no dear .." kekeh Ibra.

"Yes, but, if you're out, you can buy anything. Cepetan bath ..." The decree Laras turned the body of the ibra and pushed Ibra's back into the bathroom, Ibra also obeyed and his step towards the bathroom At the door, Ibra's step stopped and pulled Laras' hand. Sign in.

"Ih .. don't want to!" Barrel pulled his hand.

"Make me baby, he said to take a shower? but don't take a shower!" gerutu Ibra's.

"Hunting, hunger .." said Laras pushing again Ibra's shoulder.

"Yes, baby yeah ..." Ibra entered the bathroom and closed the door.

Laras shook his head and rounded his eyeballs. Then prepare his clothes. After cleaning Ibra wearing clothes that have been prepared.

Confusion barrel. Holding the bag that broke the rope, lowered his gaze at his feet. "Abang ... I have no slippers, nyeker gini time?" muttered Laras then turned to Ibra and approached him.

Help button his shirt. Also attach the belt, comb the hair, spray the perfume until the smell has spread throughout the room.

Ibra's view descends to the feet of Laras. "Go home later, do you shop?" then Ibra's gaze turned to the bag lying on the table. "By the bag."

"Hit ..." Laras nodded and developed his smile.

Ibra embraces the waist of Laras, staring fixed, it feels heavy also want to go home. Because it certainly will not be this close anymore, with activities that are ready to wait. He hugged the body of Laras who also returned his embrace, as if feeling the same.

Laras buried his face in Ibra's chest. It feels reluctant to go home, but it can't be anything if it's Ibra's decision. Some of Ibra's hearts relax a lot, leaving the work of his office.

Laras further immersed his face and strengthened the embrace in Ibra's body as if not to escape.

Ibra kissed the head of Laras many times. "Em .. Your stomach has begun to round, the fetus has begun to grow. Soon you will be fat as your stomach grows," said Ibra.

Baras just listened without answering anything. She was still in the arms of her husband.

Ibra took off a hug and shrugged off Baras' shoulder. Staring at the face that looked sad and bowing his head. Ibra's finger raised the chin of Laras to look up to see him. "Eh .. How grim is my mummy? why is hem?" very gently.

Laras just shook his head and sat his body on the sofa. Ibra followed him. Standing near the sad looking Laras. "Yes, already. Let's pack our things first, let's get out of here."

Because the time to go do not bring a suitcase, eventually Ibra clothes will enter again into the paper bag they originally brought from the counter.

The barrel crouched down to clean the clothes Ibra took out of the closet. Ibra held onto Laras' shoulder and lifted him to stand. "Darling, just sit down. Let me clear hem," stared fixedly.

"But I'm the one who fixed it. That's my job," said Laras moving his eyes to the clothes that want to be packed.

"No, you were holy. So ... Only brother took care of it," cuph kissed Laras' left cheek. Making the Barrel blush in shame.

Laras sat back on the sofa while watching Ibra who was busy packing.

"Darling, do you want to go home wearing those shorts?" staring at Laras who was wearing knee-length pants. "Later many will see that smooth leg of yours."

Barrel observes his own appearance. "The other is sexier, above the knee. Showing thighs, chest. Don't men like to see it?"

Ibra approached and crouched down in front of Laras. Clasping his hand. "Honey .. if it's mine, can't be seen let alone touched people." Cuph kissed the back of Laras' hand.

Baras flicked his lips while standing up and took his clothes and entered the bathroom. To change clothes there.

Ibra returned the package she had just stayed, and all took the wet clothes that had been washed.

Barrel has returned from the bathroom and has changed his clothes. He wears old clothes that he has folded.

Finally all had a date to go, Ibra kept it near the door. For some reason, he wanted to open the door.

Blake it!

Door, Ibra open. And it turns out that in front of the door already stood someone while grinning ....

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