Marrying Mother's Mother's Mother
Chapters 1. I'm Going to Marry One of Mother's Daughters

“I will marry one of Mother's daughters,” Bara told her maid. Bara had just returned from the office, still wearing his suit.

During this week Bara thought hard, until finally he decided to make a maid who had been considered like his own mother for eight years living in Surabaya as his mother-in-law. He has no other way. It could be that he still finances the needs of Mother Rosma and her daughters, but one day the relationship will be cut off. In addition, he was worried that Miss Rosmah would refuse his help.

However, by marrying one of the daughters of Miss Rosmah, she became a daughter-in-law. Forever, he can take care of Rosmah's mother.

Ms. Rosmah was shocked, speechless at the words of her master. Bara just said he would be back in Jakarta soon. The sadness had not disappeared completely, but he was already startled again by the second news.

“Tuan .. no need like this,” reject Bu Rosma. He could not accept the request of the employer that was too excessive. Moreover, the marriage is not a joke, concerning matters of heart and bond for life. In addition, Miss Rosmah also did not know how her daughters responded.

“Bu, I will take care of your Mother and daughters,” Bara assured.

“For these eight years, I've helped me a lot. I do not know if there is no Mother, how my life is now,” continued Bara again.

“During this time, I sincerely work with Mr. After all, Master has helped me a lot and my two daughters,” said Ms. Rosma slowly with a lowered face.

While working with Bara, her employer did a lot for Ms. Rosmah. In addition to his daughter was allowed to stay at the Bara residence. His education was funded directly by Bara including pocket money and other necessities.

Amidst the conversation between Bara and Miss Rosmah, Bella the youngest daughter of Bu Rosmah enters. The girl had just returned home from school, still wearing her gray white uniform complete with a backpack on her back. The sweat was still wetting the back of his white uniform. Not to mention the smell of dust and the road still stuck to his body. He had to run after the bus while jostling with passengers in it.

“Master,” greet Bella lowered her head when faced with her mother's employer. Tidying her hair in two. He did not hear his mother talk to his employer.

“I'll marry her in this week. After that ... I have to return to Jakarta.” Bara said directly in front of the mother and child firmly and confidently. His hand was directed towards Bella.

Bella immediately raised her head in surprise. He glanced at his mother's master, then lowered his head again.

“Did I not hear wrong? Married to Mr. Bara,” he said inwardly.

Bella's hand squeezed the end of her school uniform. Hope he misheard or Bara misspoke, but no, Bara reaffirmed.

“I will marry Bella, Mom,” Bara said once again, clarified by the name of the prospective woman she will marry.

This is not a question, more a statement. There is no chance to agree or refuse. Bara has expressed his opinion. He was just waiting for the word agree from the mouth of Miss Rosmah or enough approval from Bella.

Bella glanced at her mother who was currently as surprised as she was.

“Master," call Ms. Rosmah.

“We talk again later!” cut Bara. He immediately took off his suit, handing it to Bella who was standing stiff.

It looks like Bella hastily received the suit proffered to her. He was confused and wondering. What did all of his mother's claims mean. He had not even finished his High School, there were still many dreams and dreams strung together in his brain, but the words of his master, destroyed all his dreams.

“This is serious? This is real?” ask Bella in my heart.

“Bell, please prepare my bath water!” the door was on Bella who was still standing.

“Yes, Sir,” says Bella. Take off her backpack, then hand it to her. Running after Bara who entered the room.

Bella had gotten used to entering Bara's magnificent room, but somehow today her steps were heavy after hearing the employer's statement. There is worry and worry.

Just as he was about to step out of the room, the heavy voice of his mother's master stopped him.

“Bell, can we talk?” ask Bara.

“Yes, Sir,” says Bella nodded. Walk up to Bara and then look down.

It was as if Bara was sighing, before opening the sound again.

“I have to go back to Jakarta immediately, but I can't just leave you guys. You guys are like family to me.” Bara stopped her words, watching the beautiful girl with that simple grooming intently.

“I'll marry you. I hope you agree. I want us to really be a family,” explained Bara.

Bella shut up and looked down. Dare not lift his head at all. From eight years ago, when he entered and lived in this luxurious house, he was already destined to bow every face with his mother's master. Bella's just the son of a maid here. Even if he is free to go in and out of Bara's room, it is because it helps his mother take care of all the needs of her employer.

Suddenly, the boss asked her to marry him. There is no love, there is no love, there is only one reason. To tie ties with their impoverished family, whose status was only a maid in the luxurious residence of Barata.

“I could have chosen Rissa ... your sister, but ... said heart asked me to choose you.” Bara said again.

“Maybe I don't really know Rissa, she didn't stay here long. Just a few months .. he has continued his studies to Jakarta,” explained Bara.

Bella remained silent. Can't answer anything.

“Try talking to Mom, I'm waiting for good news from you. We'll talk about it again. I have to take a shower now,” Bara said, stepping inside the bathroom. Leaving Bella who was still standing.

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Character Recognition :

Barata Wirayudha or Bara, widower divorced without children aged 35 years. Owner of BW Group, one of the leading property companies in Jakarta. Her divorce 8 years ago with a beauty doctor, so shook her life. He chose to leave Jakarta, leaving all the wounds of his divorce.

Surabaya city chosen to escape from its past while pioneering BW Group branch office there. During these 8 years, he was completely unwilling to set foot into that metropolis. Until Kevin's assistant, inform him that the company is having problems and ask him to come back.

Bara, handsome and well established. Blaster of the Mother of London, the Father of Java. Both of his parents are dead.

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