Marrying Mother's Mother's Mother
Chapters 123. Welcoming the Bara explosion

Bara's eyeballs almost came out hearing Bella's explanation.

“You wait here, don't go anywhere. I'll call the nurses and doctors to check on you!” bara's orders.

The man ran out. The panic of losing Issabell, which had subsided, now reappeared. Change the panic because Bella and the baby in the womb. From the afternoon he ignored Bella in panic. Not only that, he even scolded his wife.

Holding her own upset, Bara darted to the nurse and asked the doctor to check on Bella. The man was ready to mess up, if the nurse and the doctor did not want to be invited to work together.

Not long after, Bara had returned to the room with anxious expectation. Tailed behind a nurse that Bara forced to follow.

“Please, Sus,” said Bara pointing towards Bella.

My wife was pregnant and fell. I'm worried about the content,” explained Bara. The man crouched down on Bella's side, still sitting on the sofa, poking out his legs to let the nurse clean him.

The nurse was seen sweeping the wounds on both knees with cotton wool that had previously been dripped with alcohol. Not long after, they were given a red medicinal liquid that was poured over a cotton swab, taped and plastered.

“Already?” bara asked, busy stroking his wife's stomach, as if to calm her baby in there.

“Yes. For her mother's content ... are there any complaints?” ask the nurse.

“Sickness, pain, cramping or no spots?”

Bella shakes. “I'm fine, Sus,” says Bella. A little objection to the pain that her husband exaggerated too much.

“If indeed Mother wants to do an examination can register in the administration, but if a night like this there is no obstetrician who practices. There is only a guard doctor,” explained the nurse.

Bella nodded in a sign of understanding, in contrast to Bara who was still not calm. After the nurse left, Bara grew angry. Asked Bella repeatedly how his stomach was, until his wife was lazy to answer.

“Mas, I'll just go home, yeah. I want to rest,” said Bella, finally. Too tired to serve Bara who panic and worry excessively.

“No. You can't go anywhere. Let's go check with the doctor. I was afraid something happened to our baby,” said Bara, still rubbing Bella's stomach.

“Why does her stomach feel weird, Bell? It seems smaller than usual,” said Bara, guessing.

“There's still movement in there right, Bell?” ask Bara again make sure.

“Whatever what the hell Mas? It's just normal. I'm fine, no need to overdo it, Mas,” chirps Bella.

Ignored Bara, diomeli Bara, yelled Bara it feels Bella can still receive despite being disappointed and sad, but when given excessive attention like this Bella even upset herself.

“So the time fell his position how?” bara asked, still squatting and stroking the baby. He asked Bella to sit on the sofa so that her stomach would not bend.

“Pity later my son was pinned,” obviously Bara, making Bella shake her head.

Serading Bara, making Bella even more upset. When he found out that Issabell was missing, the man was like a madman. Nagging, yelling at everyone. From his wife, nanny, home assistant, security all the way to the driver. Only Mother Rosmah was not sprayed by Bara, and now the man is no less crazy like this afternoon.

“Mas, already. I'm fine,” explained Bella.

“This is what I heard,” said Bella, asking her husband to stick an ear to her stomach.

Bara complied, following what his wife told him.

“Why, Bell?” bara asked in surprise, unable to hear any sound.

“Your son is already sleepy in here, but your voice is noisy, Mas. He can't sleep,” quipped

Bella´s.

Bara was stunned, smacking his smile while scratching his non-itchy head.

“After Mas, I want to go home, yes.” said Bella, walk slowly towards the gurney, kiss Issabell's forehead.

Seeing his little daughter who was asleep, it felt reluctant to go home. However, if forced to stay here, he will be more upset with Bara's excessive attitude.

“Icca, Mommy go home first. Later Icca with Daddy, yes,” whispered Bella slowly, again kissed Issabell's forehead and gently rubbed her daughter's temple.

“Mommy," she cried, crying hysterically.

Bara who was still in place, immediately ran over and made sure that his daughter was okay.

“Mommy ... om evil,” his prank is terrified.

“Yes, Icca just dreaming. There is no evil Om. Here there are only Mommy and Daddy,” persuade Bella, smile, try to calm down. His hand gently rubbed the back of Issabell who was writhing spoiled at him.

“Daddy here,” whispered Bara, peeling temple Issabell. The man wanted to take over in the arms of Issabell, but his daughter was reluctant to be separated from her mother.

Issabell's cry still hasn't subsided. The little girl did not even want to escape from Bella's arms. Hugging her mommy's neck for protection and comfort. The look in his eyes still implied fear.

“Icca equals Daddy, yes. Poor Mommy,” persuaded Bara, grabbed Issabel from behind and put her daughter on the shoulder.

“Bell, please call the nurse. I have to make sure Icca is okay,” Bara's pinta.

The man paced around the room to calm Issabell. His hands were still rubbing, giving warmth to his daughter. Issabell was not his biological daughter, but Issabell had been with him since he was a red baby.

For Bara, unfortunately on Issabell with unfortunately on the baby in the womb Bella the same. It makes no difference. Later, Issabell would remain his eldest daughter. The princess who carried the great name Wirayudha, though not flowing her blood.

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Next day.

Bella, who last night planned to go home, had to be restrained because Issabell would not allow it. So, all night he and Bara had to sleep in the inpatient room accompanying Issabell.

They were only able to bring Issabell home, after doctors confirmed their little daughter was okay.

“Bell, Icca sleep?” bara asked, massaging his temple after a night of not being able to sleep. Issabell, who was fussy all night, was not at home in the hospital, forcing her to wake up and hold her daughter all night. Unlike Bella who can sleep, because Bara does not allow his pregnant wife to stay up late.

“Already,” said Bella, holding a sound Issabell in her lap.

Bara can breathe a sigh of relief, lean back and close his eyes all the way home.

“Mas, so back to Jakarta this afternoon?” bella asked, turning to Bara who was sitting by her side.

“Hmmm,” murmured Bara, half asleep.

Finding that, Bella relented. Can't bear to wake her tired husband all night taking care of Issabell in the hospital. Choosing to focus on enjoying the streets while occasionally chatting with Mr. Rudi.

Not long after, their car broke into the yard of the house. Bella, who was still awake, stared in wonder at the black Range Rover car parked in front of the house.

“Any. Whose car is that?” ask Bella slowly.

“It looks like there is a guest, Madam,” said Mr. Rudi who heard Bella's question.

Bella's astonishment turned to shock as her eyes caught the figure of a foreign man but like having met him.

“Who is he?” inner Bella.

The black beautiful eyes were rounded, her breathing was hunting as her brain recalled the handsome figure despite not being as handsome as her husband, who was standing on the porch of the house chatting with his mother.

“Yes,” great-grandson Bella, directly looked at Bara who was still asleep. She was preparing to welcome the explosion when her husband woke up.

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