Marrying Mother's Mother's Mother
Chapters 117. Babymoon After it
Bara smiled to himself, holding Bella with her message into their room. Throughout the day they spend time alone, shopping, sightseeing and end up having a romantic dinner by the beach.
Everything was only over when Bella complained of fatigue while rubbing her suddenly cramped stomach.
The door of the room had just opened, Bella had already barged in leaving Bara with a giant grocery bag.
Bara's figure is like an adjutant to his own wife. Following in which direction Bella stepped, hearing all of Bella's orders without refuting in the slightest. As of this moment, Bella had just slammed her exhausted body on the bed.
“Aduh, Mas.Kakiku why so sick all,” complained Bella, massaging the two legs straightened on the bed.
Hearing his wife's complaint, Bara swiftly dropped all his groceries to the floor with a rough. The man rushed over to Bella. Without being ruled, it had already taken over massaging his wife's calves feelingly.
“Mas, why are you so considerate?” bella asked, frowning her forehead. Look in amazement at the husband sitting on the side of the bed.
The hand that is usually used to sign the billion-dollar project, now with his agility massaging almost like a reliable pianist who pressed the piano keys proficiently.
“Kramnya only in calves only, Bell?” bara asked, after nearly fifteen minutes of massaging at the same point.
“That is, Mas?” ask Bella.
“The cream is only in the calf, Bell? Who knows need to be upgraded again,” obviously Bara, gazing towards the challenging smooth thighs, as Bella's dress unfolds.
“Mas!” bella's nagging, mischievous look and begging Bara is exactly like Issabell when sulking at the sight of ice cream.
“What, Sweetheart?” bara asked, smiling seductively.
The two were still arguing with the more domineering Bara. While massaging, the man throws jokes and death seduction that he felt he had never done for a long time. He is not young anymore, a dozen years have not done the things he usually did as a teenager.
If you think back, it felt ashamed of itself. However, the message of her mother-in-law, if Bella also sometimes still need sweet things like that to soften her hard attitude.
Bella's childish attitude that can not be completely lost despite the status of wife and mother of a child makes Bara must rotate the brain. Re-unpacking, memory of his gray-white uniformed times. Remembering how sweet a seventeen-year-old is.
“Already, Mas,” pinta Bella.
“Already? Sure?” tanya Bara made sure, pulling down his wife's mini dress. The dress she accidentally chose for Bella in the shopping mall.
“Already, Mas. My feet are good. I want to take a shower, stick it all,” complained Bella.
“Need to be bathed too?” bargain Bara, wink one eye. Waiting for Bella's spoiled voice to cry, annoyed at him.
“Mas," protested Bella with her potent tone. Stepping into the bathroom, he prepared to clean himself up.
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Bella just took off her dress. Down sagging from the shoulders, past the waist and legs of her beautiful level, ending up loosened resignedly on the bathroom floor. With her body wrapped in underwear, Bella prepares her bath water.
Nimble little body was meandering to and fro. The sound of tap water pouring into the bathtub makes Bella unable to hear clearly when her husband sneaks in like an amateur thief. Sobbling without clarity with his nosy smile.
Just as he was about to dip his feet into the tub, suddenly there was a burly hand wrapped around his waist making him scream.
“Aahhh!” bella shouted, shocked and frightened.
“Sstt, it's me, Sweetheart,” whispered Bara, dropping her chin on Bella's bare shoulder.
“Mas, anything at all! I almost died of fright here,” complained Bella, setting her breath back to normal.
“I want to see you wearing the bikini we bought, but up here I changed my mind,” Bara's story.
Bella turned her head to the side, seeing clearly Bara's face that was made to be bland and adorable.
“It doesn't need to be like that, Mas. Your fierce face is not worth making as sweet as that,” chirped Bella, still half annoyed.
“Hahaha, but seeing you like this, I changed my mind. Prettier without bikinis and without anything,” said Bara, with a teasing look.
The hand that was once around the waist, now has been stuck everywhere. Tracing the curves of the body is beautiful, giving a touch to the points that make Bella drift into the clouds.
Until finally the two have soaked, sharing a bathtub with the body without a thread.
“Bell, I'm sorry,” whispered Bara, peeping Bella's innocent back.
They have no room to talk from heart to heart. It creates a lot of misunderstandings. He is busy with his work, Bella is busy with college and taking care of Issabell. They spend more time with their usual routine.
“Maybe accidentally hurt you,” Bara continued. The man, who was now sitting right behind Bella, was rubbing Bella's flat stomach. Letting his wife half lie on his body, enjoying the warm bathtub water mixed with soap balls and gentle strokes of his hands.
“Back from Bali, we go to the doctor again. It's been a long time since I visited my baby,” said Bara.
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Nearly a week both spent babymoon in Bali. Before returning to Surabaya, Bara had prepared a romantic lunch with Bella on the beach. Makes his wife overwhelmed and devastated.
They really spend time together, get to know each other more deeply, understand each other what has made them often quarrel.
Both were already on board, the flight back to Surabaya. Their babymoon is over. Almost a week left Issabell, longing for the little girls who usually fill their days. As soon as this morning Bella called her mother, telling her about their return, Issabell immediately shouted in excitement. Even the little girl was planning to pick up her parents at the airport with her mom.
The return flight was noticeably shorter, Bella leaned more spoiled on her husband's shoulders while tightly grasping Bara's hand
“Ah, tomorrow I have to go back to work, Bell,” said Bara, with a sad face.
“And we will part again,” Bara continued. Not willing to return to Jakarta, leaving his son and wife in Surabaya.
“Why not come back with me to Jakarta alone,” take Bara.
Bella seemed to think. Honestly, he felt the same way. However, at this time he still wants to enjoy his hometown. He is more comfortable living in Surabaya, close to his mother than in Jakarta, living in the luxury house of Bara.
“Give me a little more time, Mas. I still want to let go of the homesickness in my village. I want to go to Father's place too. It has been a long time no pilgrimage to the tomb of the father.”
Bara jerked. He also forgot to do it. She has not even introduced Bella to her parents. During this time, he was too preoccupied with their work and household problems. Forgetting the most important things in their home.
“I will accompany you to meet your father and later accompany me to visit Mami and my papi,” said Bara.
“I haven't introduced you to them. I was too late,” continued Bara, clutching tightly Bella's hand.
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As soon as they set foot out of Juanda Airport, the two were greeted by the cheerful smiles of their daughter Issabell. The little girl screamed hysterically in her nanny's sling
“Mommy!” screams loudly.
“That's Daddy, Oma,” cried Issabell again when he saw Bara who was dragging a suitcase out of the door.
Bella who had missed her daughter immediately hugged and kissed the cheek of Issabell who was still in the arms of the nanny
“Bu, does Icca fuss and trouble you?” bella asked, continuing to hug Rosmah's mother.
“The kids are like that. Frequently questioning you and Bara,” said Mother Rosmah, smiling.
Seen Bara, kissed the hands of Mother Rosmah and hugged her in-laws.
“Whoaat me, Ma. In a moment, I must have conquered it, Ma'am,” whispered Bara, in the ear of her mother-in-law.
The little family meeting that had been separated for a week was over. Bara holding Issabell and holding his wife's hand walked towards the parking lot.
Without them realizing it, their togetherness was secretly enshrined by someone. Foreign men who always follow, since the departure of Bella, Issabell and Ms. Rosma to Surabaya.
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