Marrying Mother's Mother's Mother
Chapters 108. Wanna Work
Bara followed into the room, then locked his wife in the room so that she could speak together without being disturbed. Asking Bella to listen to his explanation as well as asking for Bella's explanation.
“What's up, Bell?” bara asked, standing stiffly while rubbing her face violently.
It looks like Bella tiptoed out her husband's clothes from inside the closet. Deliberately leave a few pieces of house clothes, if urgent can be used. His suitcase is still left in front.
“Bell, can we talk carefully?” ask Bara again, be gentle, not as usual.
“Speak, Mas! I still have a lot of business. Not just take care of Mas,” said Bella, put her husband's shirt and shorts on the bed.
Bara sighed, choosing the best words to ask the question that had been airing on his mind since last night. She learned a lot about Bella being so sensitive during her pregnancy.
“What happened, Bell?” ask Bara, walk over.
“I want to split, Mas,” said Bella still maintain her intention. Bella had no intention of backing out. Really he has been steady, will not be daunted by his decision.
Deg—
Bella's words were instantly able to make the world of Bara stop spinning. The words Bella often speaks. Bara smiled, trying to refuse to accept his wife's statement. Reassuring his hearing wasn't wrong.
Blue eyes, sharp like an eagle on the handsome face Bara was staring at the iris of his wife's eyes. Seeking earnestness in Bella's speech, not out of emotion or selfishness alone.
“No!” Finally, Bara did the rejection as it had been.
“Please think of our baby, before saying that painful thing, Sweetheart.” Bara's refusal sounded obvious. Even with a single ambush, the man managed to forcibly hug his wife who was a meter away with him.
“I beg. Don't discuss divorce, when there is a baby we hear from inside here,” pinta Bara, gently rubbing Bella's flat stomach. Habits that have always been done every night before going to bed.
But last night he missed it. “Daddy misses Daddy's hotshot. Last night a hotshot Daddy could sleep well?” bara asked, smiling and talking to her baby. Bara hopes Bella relents and cancels her intentions.
“For the first time during my pregnancy, I was able to sleep. And last night I could sleep well, Mas,” said Bella lying. Intentionally make the heartache.
Bara gulped. Bella's words were like a hard slap on her face. Turning, he looked at the beautiful face of his wife. A combination of resentment and anger clearly directed at him.
“Mas take a shower first, I will make coffee for you,” said Bella, trying to escape from the close embrace of Bara.
Bara's smile grew as Bella offered him a cup of coffee. At least Bella's feelings are still left for her even if only a little.
“Whatever it is .. forgive me,” said Bara felt it had the upper hand. His wife softened by offering him a cup of coffee. Even while in Jakarta, Bella never made it for him. All done assistant.
“You mixed cyanide or pesticide?” bella asked with a serious mimic.
Deg—
Turns out the allegations were wrong. Bella's anger is still in the crown, not even a little has died down at all.
“Bell, yes. If I'm guilty of you, I'm sorry,” pinta Bella back.
“Mandi and spend your breakfast below, Mas. I have to see Issabell,” cut Bella, leave Bara alone in the room.
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The embers descend downwards as the sun begins to rise in the eastern horizon. A spray of light enters the dining room through a glass window. After bathing, he chose to fall asleep first comfortably, recover his depleted stamina after working all day plus have to drive a long distance.
Arriving in the dining room, his wife could not be seen. There was only Mother Rosmah who was also enjoying a bowl of flavorless cereal to prop up her stomach this morning.
“Bu, Bella where?” tanya Bara, spread her gaze.
“She is walking around the complex.”
Bara pulled up a chair, smiling at the already cold breakfast. A plate of rice with a beef eye egg.
Not long after, a plate of rice that had been cold, now steamed back. At least this is easier, swallow food menus that are not unusual for Bara's mouth that is quite baffled about cooking.
“What happened to your household?” ask Rosmah's mother, find out. Since yesterday he has been scraping things from Bella, but his daughter does not want to be too open.
“I don't know, Mom. Bella's emotions are fickle. Honestly I am confused to face it,” said Bara slowly. Cowering shy at his age who is no longer young must face domestic problems again. And worse, again Mother Rosma who became a loyal listener.
“Then, you failed and that was the problem with your wife. And again now ..your household is in trouble. Bella wants a divorce after giving birth. I can't help if I don't know the problem,” said Ms. Rosma.
“I don't know clearly. Our last fight was when my assistant Kevin called me and it just so happened that Bella received it. Possibly Bella was offended because I snapped her when she presumptuously picked up my phone,” Bara said. There was regret in his heart. If he could repeat it, he would not do it.
“According to Bella, she was disappointed with your non-open attitude. You secretly helped Brenda without her knowledge,” Mother Rosmah's story.
She took off the spoon and fork from her hand.
“Bu, before I played cat-kissing with Bella about help to Brenda. I've been frank with him, but after that ... Bella kept thinking. All things are related to Brenda and it affects her pregnancy.”
“I don't want anything to happen to my wife and child. I have firmly rejected the presence of Rania in our household, but Bella forced to take care of her,” Bara explained.
“Mom knows, Brenda is seriously ill. The family is in financial trouble. And I'm sure they'll keep bothering me. That's why I asked Kevin to help her without anyone's knowledge. For what? All I did for Bella. Not because of Brenda,” Bara continued.
“I don't want them to show up in front of me and Bella. It could affect the pregnancy of Bella.”
Rosmah's mother nodded. Little understanding of the root of the problem is in the complicated and chaotic Bara past.
“Bu, help me. Invite Bella to come back to Jakarta with me. I can't part with him. What about our baby. I want my son to grow up with a complete family,” pinta Bara begs.
“Mommy will help you talk to Bella. But don't force. His age is still young. You know, out there his friends are still busy to the mall, go watch, even still busy dating is not clear.”
“Yes, Mom. I understand.”
“Please don't be too hard on Bella. You remember, you married her when she was in school,” continued Ms. Rosma.
The chatter of the son-in-law and in-law came to a halt as a casual conversation sounded from the courtyard of the house. Hearing his voice, they knew clearly that Bella and Issabell had returned from a street show around the complex.
Before long, those footsteps drew closer and sounded clear.
“Bu ...."
"Mu!” bella shouted while holding Issabell and rushed into the house. He was almost stranded because his feet were tripping over a carpet in the dining room.
Seeing that Bara immediately stood up, swiftly taking over Issabell from Bella's sling.
“Bu, I met Bu Rahmat, our neighbor,” Bella's story, pulled up a chair and sat right next to her mother.
“Then what happened to Bu Rahmat?” mother Rosmah asked in surprise, while feeding a spoonful of cereal into her mouth.
“So had a chat and I want to work in her husband's office,” Bella's story casually. He did not care about the presence of Bara who was glaring at him.
“NO!” cut Bara, respond to Bella's sentence. Issabell who was still in his arms immediately cried loudly because he was surprised by Bara's loud and firm speech.
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