Marrying Mother's Mother's Mother
Chapters 118. I love You

The car driven by Pak Rudi has penetrated the streets of Surabaya. Bara who was sitting in the middle seat held her little daughter who was reluctant to stay away, always clinging to her. On the right side, Bella appears to be leaning spoiled on Bara's shoulder, spoiled while enjoying a video on youtube.

“You tired, Bell?” ask Bara. With her hands free, rub Bella's stomach which is still flat in her first trimester.

“Slightly, Mas. My legs are cramping,” complained Bella. The view does not want to move even a little from the phone screen.

“I can't wait to see your stomach bloated,” Bara said. He smiled at Bella with her big belly, walking to and fro. Just imagine making him happy.

Rosmah's mother and nanny Isabell put on a smile, sat in the back seat, enjoying the picture of a happy little family. At least the old woman could calm down a little to see Bella who was starting to soften.

It didn't take long, the car they were riding in had already entered into the multi-storey courtyard of the house. It was seen Bara descending by holding Issabell who was asleep on his shoulder, rushing into the house and bringing his little daughter into the room.

“Bell, please prepare my bath water,” Bara's pinta, put her daughter slowly on the bed, tidying up Issabell's messy clothes.

Bella, who was trailing behind him, went straight into the bathroom without protest. Prepare a bath for her husband. The work that he had done, even before marrying Bara, he was trained to do it.

“Bell, later in the afternoon I will return to Jakarta,” Bara said. The man had entered the bathroom, following the wife who was bent near the bathtub

“You sure you don't want to come home with me to Jakarta?” bara asked, still trying to persuade in his own way. Hoping to bring his wife and children back to their home.

“I still want to be here, Mas,” says Bella.

From the bottom of her heart, Bella also objected to having to separate from Bara, but she is not willing to return to Jakarta in the near future. Fear is not ready to face the past Bara who will surely come back in their lives.

For a while it may be better to stay in Surabaya, while calming down and focusing on her pregnancy. Away from the story of Bara and his ex who often make Bella eat heart.

“I am not willing to part away from you guys,” said Bara suddenly already clutched Bella's body from behind.

“How about we share. Two weeks in Jakarta, two weeks in Surabaya,” Bara again.

“So we don't have to part,” Bara continued again, brain-twisting looking for a middle ground. Her hands still gently caressed Bella's stomach. Habits he often did as early as Bella was pregnant. If they separated, he could no longer stroke his son.

“How, Bell?” ask Bara.

“As much as possible, I don't want to lose your pregnancy moments. This is my first child,” continued Bara.

“I see first, Mas,” replied Bella slowly and lowered her head.

“Mas take a shower first. I still have to tidy up clothes,” said Bella, break away from Bara's arms.

Bella is not unwilling to budge, but is currently enjoying their calm relationship, which she cannot feel during her stay in Jakarta.

Almost half an hour, Bara soaked in the bathroom. Bella herself was busy sorting through dirty clothes and tidying up some of her equipment.

“Mas, his dirty clothes will be taken to Jakarta what is left?” scream Bella.

Just finished clenching his lips, suddenly, his mouth smothered someone from behind. Frantically he turned his head, glancing at the figure that surprised him.

“Mas!” his strangler was upset, when he realized that Bara was a figure who had silenced his mouth suddenly. Her husband was still with a towel wrapped around his waist. Even wet hair dripped down soaking the bare shoulders and chest of the field.

“Sstt. Icca was sleeping,” whispered Bara, crouching beside Bella.

“Mas, I'm serious,” said Bella annoyed, pinching Bara's waist.

“I'm serious too, Bell. Ah, still not willing,” Bara chirps, grabbing a t-shirt from a pile of clean clothes arranged in a suitcase. Starting to get ready, he had to catch a flight to Jakarta in a moment.

Bara still pegs his face in the mirror, occasionally combing his hair with fingers while smiling. He admired his own good looks. Occasionally his eyes stole a glance towards his wife who was sitting on the bed from the reflection of the mirror before him.

Bella was sitting stunned with a flat expression, her mind wandering. Consider all the requests Bara repeatedly uttered to him. His heart was slightly pinched, each time he heard Bara pleading with him.

“Am I too selfish, if I still don't want to go back?” inner Bella.

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Bara held Issabell who had just woken up from her sleep. The little girl was still sleepy, leaning over Bara's shoulder while closing her eyes. Dozens of kisses dabbed Bara on Issabell's face, while whispering about the longing she felt when she was far from the princess.

“Daddy go now. Icca mustn't be naughty,” whispered Bara, rubbing the messy brat covering part of Issabell's face.

“Do not make Mommy tired. Poor Mommy. There is Icca's sister in Mommy's stomach,” whispered Bara, back to kiss Issabell's cheek which still scented pillow mixed with saliva.

The little girl was just silent, still not fully mastering the situation. Squeezing in the arms.

Just as she was about to get into the car, Bara handed Issabell to Bella.

“Do not carry Icca for too long,” Bara smiled message.

“Bell, I'll walk first. If my work is not too piled up, in two days I will return,” say Bara peeked Bella's forehead at a glance.

It doesn't feel like it yet, but he still has a job in Jakarta that can't be ignored. A week in Bali, he has left many tasks piled up on the table.

“I love you,” whispered Bara slowly, barely audible.

Bella was surprised, still afraid if she heard wrong. I wanted to ask, but I was embarrassed. He can only be silent. Even when Bara kissed her lips at a glance, Bella still pecked. Didn't expect to hear Bara's sudden declaration of love.

Until Bara gets in the car and the vehicle disappears, Bella is still not convinced.

“Am I crazy?” chirp Bella, pat her cheek hard. Bella still thinks, the words of love that Bara said earlier are hallucinations and not real. Issabell, who was in his arms, was surprised to see his mommy hit him in the face.

Bella turned inside the house, still with Issabell in her cradle. Unaware of the stalker guy who took his photos with Issabell and sent them to someone. The same man, while taking photos of them at the airport.

I'm not sure yet, but it's likely that this little girl is your daughter, boss.

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T b c

Love you all

Thank ye.