IT'S NOT MOM'S FAULT
CHAPTER 49. BIANCY

Biantara kept his words, he was very total guard Beatrice, accompanying the elders while taking care of Meeza as well as work.

Meeza's assistant only helps if her daughter is going to eat, shower or something Bian can't do because Malya tells her not to touch or look at her daughter's body parts. Although Meeza is still a child and a biological child, Malya is firm about this.

One week later, Roby will return to Indonesia, helping Bian keep the company with Chris. While she focused on taking care of Beatrice as well as Meeza.

"By, please on track. I'm depending on you two while here. Internal meetings have been scheduled by Rika while meeting some clients I can hold off. The rest, your part," Bian said as he was about to let Roby go home.

"Okay, young master. Noted, I say goodbye," said Roby as he tidied up all his belongings.

"Byby, when can Zaza see Byby again? this is for Byby from Zaza," said the little boy who had just woken up from his sleep.

Roby gets closer to the extra bed that Bian and Meeza use, sitting by his side.

"Thank you Zaza Darling. Byby's here if Daddy can't find Zaza. Remember your message yes, salihah. Byby came home first" said Roby, receiving a picture of himself and Meeza from the tiny boy's hand.

The little girl who still looked sleepy nodded slowly. Roby then kissed the cheek of the single princess Biantara, pinning himself until Meeza laughed crisply.

"Bye Zaza," he said again, peeping at Meeza's back.

"Bye Byby, Zaza dear Byby," Meeza replies as Roby rises. The man then opened the curtain between the living room and Beatrice's cage.

"Madam, I want to go home first. He will return three months later alternating with the young master. Hope you recover soon," said Brandon's assistant.

Beatrice nodded weakly, she even stuck out her hand asking Roby to welcome.

"Thank you very much. You were taken by Brandon since you were in high school and accompanied my husband until he turned his age. Titip the Cakra family yes, Roby. You are like my lost son. Take me to Brandon's mistress when I'm back in Indonesia" the elder said.

Roby welcomes a weak hand of Beatrice hanging in the air. His voice was so soft that it made Roby pity.

The haughty figure was now faded, changing with the sight of shahdu. Humans will find a soft spot as creatures, and perhaps this is the beginning of Beatrice's change.

"Miss Malya is not a mistress, Madam. You'll know the truth soon. Please don't think too much about insignificant things, you're already like my second family. Many great master services for the figure of Roby. I'm sorry," said Roby, peeping the back of an old woman's hand over the bed.

Beatrice took off the departure of the assistant she had seen intimately these few days. Brandon's choice of young man turned out to be a warm figure in his grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

A lot of things that Beatrice has been able to do since she got sick, realizing that she was wrong with Anne and starting to listen to Bian.

The VIP treatment room door closed tightly after Roby left the room. Meeza falls asleep after Bian hugs her.

"Bi, maybe my time is soon. I want to see Maria" Beatrice said suddenly after Roby's departure.

"Don't think weird, Grandma. Heals and is healthy again. Maria is getting married to Andreas next week, Grandma. Want to come there or invite them here?" tawar Bian, while trying to contact Malya.

"What?" said surprised.

Biantara headed to the side of Beatrice's cage, just as the video call was connected.

"Assalamualaikum, dear. Uh, why does the ceiling look like?" bian protested when the screen didn't catch Malya's face.

"Wa 'alaikumsalam. Baby, Honey. Stale one! what was? Zaza's fussy?" reply Malya ketus as usual if not Meeza who started.

Bian chuckled, feeling increasingly familiar with Malya's upset voice that he had never heard before.

"Gallak. Grandma wants to talk to you, I promise I won't see. You are still not fit? eat dong Al, will maag severe relapse, I'm not there, bother," said Bian again trying to seduce.

"No, there is or not. His name is former, not important," said Malya. "Grandmother? sure you wanna talk to me? you don't slack off anymore, do you, Mas?" malya said she was still under the covers because she was not fit.

"No, seriously. I turned it to him, yeah. Al, Malya?" call Bian repeatedly.

Brucks. Glatracks.

"MALAY! You why? AL!" exclaimed Bian, panicked because he heard a bedebum sound accompanied by a phone that fell so that nothing appeared on the screen.

"Al, Malya? who is she, your grandfather's mistress? I want to talk to Maria" said Beatrice, staring intently at her granddaughter.

"Al!" call Bian unbroken.

"Ehm, sorry Mas. I fell on the blanket. I'll wash my face first" Malya's voice sounded hoarse, holding back a laugh.

Silent.

"Al, are you okay? Al, Malya, please answer first," urged Bian impatiently.

"Ehm. No, no, five minutes. I don't want him to see the grandson of the lazy bin's daughter-in-law getting messy. You can have lunch with the menu later. Indonesia is getting hotter," said Malya. Didn't think Bian meloudspeaker called.

Biantara laughed crisply, she glanced at Beatrice who pursed her lips got Malya's satire.

In London, the morning weather was not too extreme, because it had begun to enter the autumn, Beatrice even wanted to see the colorful maple leaves fall if she had been better.

Five minutes later.

"Bismillah, please, Mas, I've been wearing armor," malya said softly.

Bian did not smile back and forth, feeling that he had hit the jackpot this morning because of Malya's ridiculous chatter. If in front of Meeza he will be very soft then on the contrary if only Bian tries to make a call. Not infrequently, when the new channel is connected, Malya will cut off the relationship via the air suddenly, if she feels Bian just saying things that are not important.

"Sir, please talk to Malya Syakia, my wife," Bian said as he flipped his phone towards the elder.

"Former, Mas, former," asserted Malya firmly on the other side.

"Malya's? wh-what?" lirih Beatrice, her face looked shocked.

As the screen had displayed the face of the Horizon elder, Malya returned to calm mode.

"Assalamualaikum, big lady. How are you," said Malya across the street.

Beatrice just stared at the woman's face on the screen. As if you were watching something.

"Who are you?" beatrice wants to hear the truth.

"I'm Meeza's biological mother, your granddaughter's ex-wife," Malya replied straightforwardly.

"Bian calls you Malya. Is that your name?" beatrice again.

Malya was silent for a moment, she was confused to answer what even though she heard Bian call her by her real name.

"really. Turns out it's your name. So you, Malya? what purpose did you get into the Cakra family, to deceive us and obtain treasures. You couldn't get Bian's attention and then targeted my husband, and became his mistress. Bian should divorce you first," lick Beatrice.

"I didn't deceive you nor was it the mistress of the Cakra elder," Malya said, staring intently at Beatrice. This woman is not who she is anymore, Malya will now fight back if Beatrice still oppresses her.

"The evidence is clear!" beatrice insists, though her voice is soft.

"Ask Mas Bian, please. I don't think it's my time to explain, good day, assalamualaikum." Malya disconnected the call. Let Bian tell you what his case is.

"God! not polite!" exclaim Beatrice. He then throws Bian's phone in any direction.

"Miss!" call Bian lirih. He was ready to open the veil because he had a stack of plans.

"Explain!" sue Beatrice for her granddaughter.

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Uncle Byby