Marrying Mother's Mother's Mother
Chapters 135. Where's husband?

Bella's smile turned stiff, as the traces of her friend's car disappeared from sight. Bara's burly arm, which was embracing his shoulder, was struck suddenly.

“Mas it's a delay!” grumbled Bella, with a piercing glare into Bara's bead of eyes.

“How delay, Bell?” bara asked in surprise, raising both of his shoulders.

“Why should I ask Om Pram to come and pick up Kailla home?” Bella flocked her husband.

“Try you see, what time it is, Bell.” Bara.

“New eight hours, Mas,” says Bella upset. Stepping into the house, leaving Bara with a triumphant smile after successfully driving away the little troublemaker who was interfering with his precious time.

“Kailla has been going home since, I held her back,” explained Bella, annoyed by herself. All this time, the time was up to take care of the child and the house. Once her friend visited, she was evicted by her husband. In fact, if not for her request, Bella is sure Kailla will not want to visit.

“Oh yes? Where do I know,” Bara chirps casually.

“He brought my order, Mas,” grumbled Bella again.

“Oh yes? So tomorrow-tomorrow we go to his place, then, bring a hand to apologize,” said Bara.

“No need, Kailla won't get angry. He is very sincere behind his haphazard attitude,” Bella said.

The two had already rushed towards the bedroom, as Bara grabbed Bella's hand and stopped her steps.

“Bell, the ... law school student ...”

Bara hung up her sentence. Doubt to ask. Between shame and jealousy.

“Jeez Mas, Kailla's just kidding. He was happy to harass Mas, deliberately heated up. Kailla likes to see Mas joking,” explains Bella, laughing.

“Seriously? There are no law students you talk about often?” tanya Bara.

“Nothing, Kailla don't listen. He really likes that. Nosy, the reality is not like that. Mas often invites her to fight, so she often pranks you, Mas,” explained Bella, rubbing her stomach up and down holding a laugh.

Bara immediately hugged his wife, pecking on Bella's face, making his wife protest and overwhelmed.

“Mas, don't-don't what Kailla said is right. That man loves me so much. Is that right, Mas?” bella asked, deliberately giving distance so that she could look at her husband carefully.

“Mas jealous?” todong Bella again.

Deg—

Bara was aghast, swallowing the salivary. “Bu .. It's not like that either, Bell. You are my wife. I certainly do not want and do not accept my wife approached by another man,” said Bara, evasive.

“Already, let's go to the room. I haven't had a chat with my hero today. Did he ask me, Bell?” bara asked, taking his wife into the room.

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Bella was sitting on the bed leaning against a pile of pillows, while Bara was enjoying her moments that would soon be the father of the little whiz who was curled up in the womb of his wife. The man was busy rubbing his wife's enlarged stomach, while peeping it occasionally.

“Icca how in school, Bell?” bara asked, looking at the wife who was busy with a mobile phone while laughing giggling.

“Good, Mas. No more crying" said Bella, not taking her eyes off the screen.

“Who are you texting with, Bell?” bara asked, getting distracted and feeling neglected.

“Kailla, Mas.”

“Yes God, the boy again,” grunts Bara starts to get upset. Without asking permission, Bara immediately snatched the phone from his wife's hand. A glimpse of his wife's conversation that was lined up with blue ticks.

Where's husband? It's night! Wash your feet, brush your teeth, sleep!!

Ttd, Bella's Husband.

Bara replied to his wife's message. After finishing sending a message and making sure it was blue, Bara returned to his wife who again scowled.

“Mas, don't do this. I also want to finish,” protest Bella, pouting over the sassness of Bara.

The cup! A kiss landed on Bella's lips, making the pregnant woman shut up instantly.

“Already, don't protest much. Later our time is wasted just because of the bad boy. I really want to spend time with you Bell.”

Hearing Bara's words, Bella immediately put her phone on the nightstand. Simply understand the meaning of the husband who does not want to be fed up with the square smart object.

“Sorry, Mom, I just had a quick chat with Kailla. He told me that he had reached home,” explained Bella.

“Yes, forget your friend. I need your attention more now.”

Bara was lying near his wife's belly, as Bella opened her voice. Remembering his meeting with Roland at school.

“Hah?! Roland visit here again?” tanya Bara, frown. No reports came in from the housekeeper that his wife had received guests.

“Not, Mas. Roland met me at his school Icca,” explained Bella, straightening out.

Bara's eyes immediately lit up, his emotions also began to creep up to hear his wife's story.

“How can he get to know Icca school,” Bara said.

“Almost what he wants? I don't like Roland, Bell. As much as possible, don't get too close to him. I suspect he has other intentions by constantly meeting you,” Bara said.

From the beginning, Bara was suspicious of Roland's intentions. The man seemed to be deliberately looking for a gap to meet his wife.

“She wants to bring Icca to see her mother,” explains Bella.

“Can't!” reject Bara.

“I won't allow it. If he invites Icca to meet his mother, you will automatically come with him. I wouldn't allow it. If he wants, just take his mama to see me,” Bara said, give an idea.

“The mother is sick. Now hospitalized in Surabaya, Mas. How could he come to Jakarta,” explained Bella.

Bara got up from his lying position, sitting opposite his wife. “Bell, no need to interfere too far this problem. Let me finish it with Roland,” Bara explained.

With both hands cupped his wife's pretty face. “You understand what I mean, Bell?” ask Bara.

Bella nodded. “Ya, Mas.”

“Good. As much as possible avoid. I don't trust him. If he was well-intentioned, he couldn't possibly figure out how to kidnap Icca just to do a DNA test, and pretended to approach me, offering a cooperation contract. Whatever the intention, good or bad, is suspect,” Bara explained at length.

“Ya, Mas.”

“Not everyone looks good it has good intentions, nor does everyone look bad it's bad intentions. The point is we have to be careful. You understand, Bell?”

“Ya, Mas.”

“You know Bell. Icca is like my own daughter. I took care of her from a red baby. I followed the process of growing up. From nothing, to as funny as this moment. I can't just take it off,” Bara explained.

“Even when I was a baby, often I had to wake up in the middle of the night because Icca was fussy and did not want to be taken care of by her mother. Where is your brother? The woman slept as much.”

“You don't see how sad Icca was when she was hired with Rissa. Too depressing. Shown how sad if the mother at that time saw the condition Icca.”

“Even later I was told, Icca was left with a rented neighbor, Rissa didn't want to take care of it. Prefer to work,”

Bella nodded. “Ya, Mas.”

Back a warm kiss landed on Bella's lips, soft and slightly demanding. “Bell, it's been a long time I didn't survey to location. Can yes,” pinta Bara, after removing the kiss.

“What time Mas, feeling often,” grumbled Bella.

“It's relative, Bell. I think, it's been a long time,” said Bara, do not want to lose. Without asking much, direct mem’edinasi thin lips of his wife. Not giving Bella a chance to protest.

The hot kiss continued, until Bara's burly hand, laying Bella's body in the middle of the bed. Just now the man was about to proceed to a more intimate stage, the phone on the nightstand was ringing violently.

“Mas, no phone,” said Bella, pushing her husband's body that was locking his body.

“Let it go, Bell,” Bara said, continuing his wife's wet neckline.

“Who knows important, Mas. Lift first,” pinta Bella, grab the phone and stick it in Bara's ear.

Once connected a masculine voice that sounds annoying to Bara, out of his thin device.

“Bar, said my wife, you're looking for me. What's up?” ask Pram.

“Hah?! Nothing, I'm not looking for you!” sahut Bara ketus's. How he is not upset, the plane is ready to take off, suddenly there are obstacles.

“You're just bothering me Bar! Otherwise, I'd have finished two rounds. Kailla has been nagging me for not contacting you.”

“Seriously, I'm not looking for you, Pram.” Bara frowned.

“I checked your own messages sent on my wife's phone! Next time don't carelessly type, trouble me, Bar!” gerutu Pram, turn off the phone.

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